Dai Mubai was off-limits for now.
A new target needed to be found!
Zhuge Lan glanced at Ma Hongjun on the ground.
This guy is bursting with Evil Fire, so easy to provoke.
"That's no big deal."
Zhuge Lan said casually.
"But the academy's registration fee is so expensive, and the pickled vegetables in your cafeteria, why are they still stuck in my teeth?"
"This principal is too stingy."
As Flender's disciple, Ma Hongjun had just gotten to his feet when he heard those words.
His Evil Fire flared up instantly! [Emotion Points +1999]
"Hey! You pretty boy!" Ma Hongjun rolled up his sleeves and roared, "Do you know how much effort Dean Flender put into supporting Shrek? I won't allow anyone to speak disrespectfully about Dean Flender!"
[Emotion Points +1999]
[Emotion Points +2999]
[Emotion Points +3999]
Look at that!
Over ten thousand emotion points were generated just from one sentence.
This Evil Fire chicken was really easy to provoke.
Perfect for farming.
"Oh ho!" Zhuge Lan sneered, "Who knew? A fatso who uses girls for a one-night stand also knows respect for his teacher?"
Could Ma Hongjun endure such blatant contempt? [Emotion Points +4444]
Flames immediately ignited on his body as he lunged at Zhuge Lan, his first soul ring flashing.
"First Soul Skill: Phoenix Fire Line!!!"
Ma Hongjun spewed a line of fire from his mouth, aiming straight for Zhuge Lan's face.
—He was trying to disfigure him!
Zhuge Lan sneered.
He summoned his Martial Soul, the Thorn Armor, and his first two soul rings lit up simultaneously.
"Curse of Hatred!"
"Light's Revenge!"
The Phoenix Fire Line slammed into the Thorn Armor, but Ma Hongjun was the first to be set ablaze.
— Passive Reflection!
Although the Evil Fire's primary damage wouldn't hurt Ma Hongjun too much, his clothes couldn't withstand it!
Zhuge Lan, as if he'd anticipated this, moved sideways to block Zhu Zhuqing's view.
He shielded her from the eye-burning spectacle.
This was just the beginning.
The continuous flames were a multi-hit attack.
It would repeatedly trigger the judgment of the Curse of Hatred, and negative status effects quickly appeared.
Ma Hongjun only felt dizzy, his eyes blurred, his nose stuffed, and his ears ringing.
But the most terrifying thing was the itchy throat, and he couldn't help but cough violently.
Then it was over!
The Phoenix Fire Line he had condensed, unable to be released smoothly due to the coughing, was stuck in his mouth.
"Boom—"
Flames erupted from his nostrils and ears, not to mention a half-meter-long flame tail shot out from behind him.
Zhuge Lan watched with great curiosity!
"Amazing!"
"Your Phoenix Fire Line can be emitted through the back door?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
[Emotion Points +4999]
Ma Hongjun glared at Zhuge Lan, grinding his teeth!
The second spirit ring emitted a light.
A tall figure stood in front of him.
Dai Mubai, his Martial Soul attached, frowned and glared at Ma Hongjun.
"Get out of the way, Dai-la!" Ma Hongjun said unhappily, "Today, I must teach this newcomer a good lesson!"
"You heard about what happened to Teacher Zhao yesterday, right?" Dai Mubai said calmly, "It was Zhuge who did it."
Ma Hongjun: (▼皿▼) Ma Hongjun: (Д)ノ
Huh?
Thinking about Zhao Wuji's miserable state, Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire immediately deflated.
He then realized.
He already had many strange statuses on him.
Cold sweat poured down his back instantly!
He heard that the ruthless freshman was also a Soul Elder at level 35? He himself was only level 27!
Damn!
[Emotion Points +995]
[Emotion Points +995]
[Emotion Points +995]
Seeing Ma Hongjun calm down.
Dai Mubai took a cloak from his storage ring and threw it to Ma Hongjun.
"Hoo--" A cry rang out.
A middle-aged man with wings on his back flew in close to the ground.
He landed, dispelling his Martial Soul manifestation, revealing a square face. He pushed up the black-framed glasses on his hooked nose, and surveyed the scene.
"Mubai, what's going on here?"
"Headmaster Flender, it's like this."
Dai Mubai didn't try to protect anyone.
He explained everything that happened, from the moment Ma Hongjun "stood up" for him.
He finished by adding, "The reason Ma Hongjun took action was also because he respects you too much, Headmaster Flender, and couldn't tolerate anyone complaining about you."
Flender raised his hand to stop him.
"Ma Hongjun!"
"Run around the school thirty times, and finish before the gathering!"
Ma Hongjun, with his head down, obediently ran out of the cafeteria.
But the string of emotion points that popped up above his head showed that he still had a lot of opinions about Zhuge Lan.
—Only emotional fluctuations towards Zhuge Lan would generate emotion points.
Could Zhuge Lan let him go?
He had to catch him and farm those points!
"Wait a minute!" Zhuge Lan shouted, "He bullied me on campus, and he's just going to leave like that? No apology or anything?"
Ma Hongjun turned around abruptly! [Emotion Points +1111]
Apologize to you? Who's the one who's really suffering right now?
"Zhuge Lan, right?"
Flender had a stern look on his face.
"Hongjun is my disciple, and his situation is a bit special. The Evil Fire produced by his Martial Soul can cause him to lose control of his emotions."
"But he wouldn't attack people for no reason."
"You were the one who started it, complaining about the food, which triggered his Evil Fire."
"Let's just drop this, how about that?"
Flender was all about two things: protecting his own!
If it wasn't for Zhuge Lan, whose talent was exceptional, he probably wouldn't have explained so much and would have just started a fight.
If it were an ordinary person, they would only suffer.
But Zhuge Lan said—no way!
He smiled and said, "A scrawny Martial Soul? Evil Fire buildup? The Blazing Flame Sect's Martial Soul, the Nine Heavens Phoenix, if one's talent isn't enough, the Martial Soul will have a malignant mutation, it seems this problem will appear."
[Emotion Points +4999]
Flender flashed and got close to Zhuge Lan.
He grabbed towards Zhuge Lan's shoulder, but it was empty.
The Zhuge Lan in front of him dissipated, appearing half a meter away.
Spiral Nine Shadows!
"What's going on?" Zhuge Lan raised an eyebrow and said, "Could it be that this little fatty is from the Blazing Flame Sect that was annihilated? Otherwise, why would you, Dean Flender, be so agitated?"
[Emotion Points +6666]
Flender silently retracted his empty hand, his assessment of Zhuge Lan multiplying several times over.
—This kid is definitely not simple!
He might even have a bigger background than Ning Rongrong from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
"Who exactly are you?" Flender said in a low voice, "How do you know these things? Why did you come to Shrek Academy?"
"Tsk!" Zhuge Lan was fearless, relying on his confidence. "Before you ask others, shouldn't you answer their questions first?"
He wasn't afraid at all.
Anyway, the system had a [Life-Saving Mechanism]. If he was really in trouble, it would directly trigger a teleportation.
If he couldn't stay at Shrek Academy, he could go to the Spirit Hall.
Next time they met, this young master would surely defeat them!
Because he was confident.
That made Flender hesitate to act rashly.
This kid, is he going to be like Ning Rongrong, with a protector following him around?
He decisively retreated.
Flender put away his stern face, sighing with emotion.
"Hongjun's father was indeed the Sect Master of the Blazing Flame Sect."
"I traveled the continent back then, and I had some dealings with him."
"When I had just started Shrek Academy, he brought Hongjun over and entrusted him to me before dying from his serious injuries."
"So, I really don't have any experience cultivating Hongjun's Martial Soul."
"Zhuge, if you know anything, could you give some pointers?"
Flender adopted a very humble posture.
Zhuge Lan nodded with satisfaction.
Now that's how you ask for help.
Then…
(End of this chapter)