Chapter 5 Conflict
After leaving the Xingdou Great Forest, Zhao Wuji did not rush to take Shi Yi back to the academy. He booked two rooms in the hotel, saying that he was celebrating for Shi Yi, but in fact he just wanted to drink.

Half a day is left, enough for him to drink, as long as it doesn't delay his schedule tomorrow morning.

It's quiet at night.

He summarized the aspects of improvement.

First, the soul power jumped to level twelfth.

As everyone knows, without absorbing spirit rings, soul power can be improved normally, but he is not sure how much soul power will be fed back.

Secondly, his ability to see through illusions is equivalent to slowing down the enemy's movements and seeing through illusions. His ability is very strong, and he can fight even against agile soul masters.

Then he found that his mental power had increased by more than three times. If mental power had levels, he would be the best in the same level, which would be beneficial for jungle combat and pursuit.

The last and most important one is that the double-pupil martial soul sublimates his body unknowingly, limiting his eyes to enhance the strength of his flesh and blood, allowing him to fight with his bare hands.

"The improvement that one spirit ring brings to me is immeasurable, and absorbing a few more spirit rings is unimaginable."

He turned around and looked at his gold finger again. As expected, it was loaded to 12%. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should celebrate.

Nothing happened that night. The next day, Zhao Wuji looked exhausted and the lingering smell of alcohol lingered on his body. He drank a lot the night before and was still confused in the morning.

He was confused, but not completely confused. After all, he was a Soul Saint and could dispel the alcohol in his body so that it would not affect his return journey today.

On the way, Shi Yi, who was following Zhao Wuji, was bumped to the side from behind. He looked up and saw a handsome young man looking back.

The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old, and his clothes were not like those of ordinary people. On the right side of his chest was written "Barak Intermediate Student". There were six of them, and the leader was a forty-year-old man.

The boy knew he had bumped into someone, but instead of feeling sorry, he moved his mouth and said something. He didn't say it out loud, but Shi Yi saw through it and said, "What are you looking at, Nima?"

Even clay figures have tempers. Shi Yi picked up a stone and threw it accurately at the back of the boy's head: "You're leaving without an apology?"

The boy was hit on the back of the head and he held his head and screamed and groaned. His companions were surprised at first, and then turned back angrily.

A young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes asked: "What did you do to him?"

Shi Yi faced the questioning without any beating of heart or blushing. He stood there as if explaining something that was not painful or itchy: "I did what I had to do."

He did nothing wrong, he was just bravely fighting against injustice.

"Stop talking nonsense with him. Why is a brat so arrogant? Just catch him and make him apologize." Another tender-skinned boy snorted.

He is an agile attacking soul master and his movement speed is faster than that of ordinary people. In the blink of an eye, his agile figure has reached Shi Yi's face.

A triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slapped Shi Yi on the chest with one hand. This palm would cause considerable damage.

But although he thought he was very fast, in Shi Yi's eyes, he was as slow as a snail, and he walked as unsteadily as an eighty-year-old lady.

"I did nothing wrong, why should I apologize?" Shi Yi's face was cold. He tilted his upper body to avoid the other party's palm, and then threw a punch, hitting the boy in the face.

The young man was hit hard and his body obviously couldn't keep balance. He turned 180 degrees, which was exactly what it means to be thrown to the ground.

"How come he reacts so quickly? Is my eyes blurry?"

"Zheng Haoyang is not his opponent."

"Damn it, don't be too happy too soon, we are all soul masters!"

Several teenagers were filled with righteous indignation, as if they were the victims.

The remaining three young men used their martial spirits, and spirit rings like halos rose from the soles of their feet. Two of them had white ten-year spirit rings, and the other had a yellow hundred-year spirit ring.

"Why do you look down on me?" Shi Yi shouted at his pupils. Yin and Yang energy flowed through his pupils. Yin and Yang represented new life, but also destruction. Finally, his pupils split into two. When they opened and closed, time and space seemed to freeze.

He was intimidating without being angry, standing quietly on the flat ground, his double pupils locked onto the three people, his eyes fully capturing their movements and flaws.

In an instant, an invisible pressure fell on their heads like a tide. The three young men broke out in cold sweat. They moved a few steps, but finally dared not move. The invisible pressure destroyed their confidence, and their pupils dilated.

They were all in a trance, wondering why this child was so terrifying that they had no power to resist at all.

"Asshole, who gave you the guts to touch my students!" Finally, the old man in their team could not sit still anymore. All five students were defeated by Shi Yi. Finally, he could not bear it anymore and attacked forcefully with his body shaking.

He did not blame the students for bullying the minority or the small with their numbers. He took action directly without caring about his face as a senior.

However, when he looked at Shi Yi, his double pupils, which were flowing with yin and yang energies, made his heart palpitate inexplicably, and a voice in his heart told him that these eyes were very dangerous.

But he was not a soul master of level ten, and his double pupils could not influence his mind, but it still affected his actions. Shi Yi took the opportunity to dodge the attack by sticking to his swinging hand.

Dodging an attack from a soul master who was many levels higher than him was Shi Yi's limit, and he had nowhere to hide from the next palm.

In the moment of danger, a pair of rough hands grabbed the old man's shriveled arms in time.

He turned his head and saw that it was Zhao Wuji!

Zhao Wuji has always been there, watching Shi Yi's actions like an outsider. He is pleased with Shi Yi's decisive character.

I have been praising him generously for his ability to remain calm when faced with children older than him.

But until the old man took action, his face turned gloomy. The elders should not interfere in the disputes between the younger generations.

Not only did you interfere, you also tried to bully my students in front of me!
Zhao Wuji glared and said, "How dare you bully my students openly? You old man, you are tired of living!"

After saying that, he slapped the old man on his wrinkled face, and the old man fell against the stone wall like a cannonball.

"Boom!" The wall collapsed and there was no movement for a long time.

The five students of Barak Intermediate School fled in panic and ran to the place where the old man fell.

"Good boy, you dodged the attack of the Soul King with the strength of a Soul Master. Not bad, not bad. I think you have the potential to become a Titled Douluo!" He did not hesitate to praise.

He left the town in a swagger, and the people around him had become accustomed to it.

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Shrek Academy, it was already five o'clock in the evening when they returned.

Oscar didn't know what he had done, his face was covered in sweat. When he saw Shi Yi, he ran over excitedly.

"How was it, was the soul beast hunting going smoothly?"

"It's going smoothly with Teacher Zhao."

Shi Yi didn't see Ma Hongjun, so he asked, "Where's the fat guy?"

Oscar said, "I don't know what happened to him yesterday. His whole body felt like it was on fire. The dean calmed him down, but he had another attack this morning. Later, the dean said to take him to the city."

"Do you know what happened to him?"

There is nothing to hide about this matter. Sooner or later, everyone will know about it. However, it is Ma Hongjun's privacy after all, so Shi Yi did not say it clearly: "He has a mutated martial spirit. Martial spirits have side effects. When he comes back, go ask him yourself."

(End of this chapter)