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"Sigh—"
Ya Li sighed deeply, her expression apologetic, and bowed to the three powerhouses and Feng Zaixing in the direction of the competition stage, saying clearly:
"Today's incident is Shrek's mistake. I apologize to everyone—"
"What's the use of these useless words? Hand over the person!"
Mu Ye stood with his sword drawn, glaring at Cai Yue'er with eyes full of Killing Intent.
Luan Hongchen spoke coldly, his voice echoing in all directions: "Today's incident was witnessed by countless eyes. Shrek's elders, seeing their student defeated, bullied the younger generation. Do you think all of us are dead?!"
Ya Li's expression was bitter, and she forced a smile, saying: "I didn't expect Yue'er to do such a thing. If I had known, I would have stopped her."
"Clap" "Clap"—
The sound of bamboo clappers echoed between heaven and earth. Feng Zaixing ascended, standing shoulder to shoulder with Mu Ye, clapping his hands, his expression filled with admiration.
"Today, this Junior finally understands why your academy has been invincible for twenty thousand years. If the young ones can't win, the old ones step in. Your methods are increasingly ruthless, leaving this Junior utterly amazed."
"Admirable, truly admirable—"
Ya Li could not fail to hear the sarcasm in the young man's words, but at this moment, it was difficult to explain. She merely said earnestly: "For Yue'er's mistake, Shrek will certainly give you satisfactory compensation."
Mu Ye sneered: "Compensation? What compensation can equal a life? Where were you when Cai Yue'er committed the act?! I've long heard that Holy Spirit Douluo saves lives, but now it seems that is truly a misnomer!"
Ya Li frowned, at a loss for how to explain.
When the incident occurred, she was distracted by the defeat of Yan Ling's team and had not expected Cai Yue'er's reaction to be so extreme. She couldn't even stop it in time.
Cai Yue'er had always been eccentric and had troubled students before, but such a loss of composure was a first. The shock of the ten-thousand-year glory ending was too great.
Feng Zaixing chuckled, looked at Cai Yue'er, and lowered his voice as he spoke to Ya Li:
"Your Majesty is backed by Qingtian Douluo. Since Your Majesty wishes to negotiate, this Junior's shallow Cultivation naturally dares not refuse."
Ya Li's eyes lit up: "Since you are willing to negotiate, Shrek will certainly give you a satisfactory answer—"
She had not originally agreed with Lan Muzi's decision to lead a sweep of the federal academies, but Yun Ming had been noncommittal, believing it worth a try. She had no choice but to follow secretly, only to be struck by a bolt from the blue in the very first battle.
Shrek's glory could be considered later; the most important thing was to bring Cai Yue'er and the others back. Nothing else mattered.
"That's excellent." Feng Zaixing made a gesture, then pointed at Cai Yue'er and said:
"Seven ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones as compensation for me and my teammates; additionally, I want her to Cultivate elsewhere."
Ya Li's expression changed: "That's impossible!"
Seven ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones, Shrek could still bear, but leaving Cai Yue'er behind would mean her negotiation was in vain, wouldn't it?
"Don't misunderstand, I didn't say I'd take her back to Mingdu."
Feng Zaixing shrugged, and said indifferently: "Your Majesty, the Heavenly Phoenix of the Spirit Pagoda, is here. Last time she was a notary, and this time I will shamelessly trouble her again; please, Your Majesty, the Holy Spirit Douluo, hand her over to the Spirit Pagoda to be confined for ten or twenty years, to temper her Mind."
He couldn't kill Yun Ming, and he couldn't get the blood of Shrek's elders on his hands now.
But getting Cai Yue'er to the Spirit Pagoda, Qiangu Dongfeng would be very happy to deal with her. A white glove is not used for nothing.
To kill with a vicious heart was imperative.
After stating his conditions, Feng Zaixing cupped his hands remotely towards Leng Yaozhu: "Your Majesty, the Heavenly Phoenix, what do you think?"
Leng Yaozhu's eyes showed a hint of surprise, then she readily agreed: "Acceptable."
After this incident, the Phoenix Family's prestige would greatly increase, which would be highly beneficial to her.
In fact, Qiangu Dongfeng, upon learning of this, would not only refrain from making things difficult for the Phoenix Family but would also strongly support them, promoting them with full force.
His father had been slapped by Long Yeyue, and Qiangu Dongfeng dreamed of getting revenge.
Ya Li's brows furrowed, and she stared at Feng Zaixing, saying: "Must you take Yue'er away?"
Falling into the hands of the Spirit Pagoda was certainly better than falling into the hands of the Federation, but how much better could it be?
"I didn't take her life, which is already out of consideration for your esteemed couple." Feng Zaixing's eyes turned cold.
"Zheng—"
Just then, a clear sword chant echoed across heaven and earth, and in mid-air, an Angel God statue several times larger than the Wishing Angel appeared.
Le Zhengyang appeared, his robes and sleeves flowing, his Holy Sword in hand, his gaze as sharp as a knife, glaring angrily at Ya Li.
"Scram!"
He swung his sword, unleashing a divine light that seemed to cleave heaven and earth, descending majestically.
The sword light swept across the sky, carrying away the Wishing Angel and Ya Li. Cai Yue'er, like a torn piece of cloth, was snatched by Le Zhengyang and held in his palm.
"You bastard!" Le Zhengyang glanced at her, then delivered several hard slaps, cursing as he did so.
Only when she was on the verge of death did he throw her towards Leng Yaozhu.
"Tell old Qian Gu, Shrek slapped him, and I've repaid it for him!"
"Yes."
Leng Yaozhu stammered her agreement, knowing that she was still far inferior to this veteran quasi-god.
Seeing that silence had fallen all around, Le Zhengyang reverted to his usual playful demeanor, chuckling and waving his hand:
"Don't all stare at me. Just carry on as usual. Where are the reporters? Quickly bring over what I've captured."
The atmosphere at the Tianhai Stadium warmed up, and countless people immediately pressed their camera shutters, capturing this historic scene.
The professional reporters came to their senses and became busy again.
Feng Zaixing lowered his gaze and noticed a Spirit Master moving near the competition stage. His Spirit Ability flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of that person.
"Lan Muzi, Ye Xinglan, trying to take these useless people away without even saying hello? Isn't that a bit disrespectful?"
Feng Zaixing's tone was smiling, but there was no trace of a smile on his Face, only a chilling frost. Lan Muzi was a seven-ring Spirit Saint, but hearing this voice sent shivers down his spine, and he trembled as he said: "What do you want?"
In the previous battle, Yan Ling and the others were defeated without even a chance to strike, losing both unjustly and not unjustly.
Unless they used their Seven-in-One Spirit fusion ability, even their combined strength of seven would not be a match for their opponent alone.
Ye Xinglan dared not meet Feng Zaixing's gaze at this moment, her eyes flickering. The opponent's aura filled her with fear, making her hesitant to draw her sword!
"Nothing much. I didn't get enough fighting earlier, so I just want to spar with you, Shrek's Senior Brother from the Inner Court."
Feng Zaixing spoke softly, his words utterly shocking!
Even Lan Muzi suspected he had misheard, "You want to fight me?!"
A three-ring fighting a seven-ring, what a disparity! And he was Shrek's Senior Brother, not even an ordinary Spirit Douluo was his match!
"Yes and no. Of course, I'm not arrogant enough to challenge you alone, so—" Feng Zaixing lightly raised his palm, and the figures on the competition stage instantly flew over, their Spirits unleashed, standing in a row like a line of tall green pines.
"It's the seven of us combined, against you alone."
Lan Muzi's eyes widened in shock, and he took a deep breath: "You, you're underestimating me too much, aren't you?"
Even with the best Mind, an unknown fire surged to his head at this moment. These people had defeated the Inner Court team and it wasn't enough; they wanted to take him down too, to build their reputation on his fame?!
He was a seven-ring Spirit Saint, a Two-Word Battle Armor Master. How arrogant was this!
"Blame these fools who don't know their place. Today, you have no choice; I can't deal with Titled Douluo, but taking you down isn't difficult!"
Feng Zaixing said coldly, his peripheral vision glancing at Ye Xinglan. The light and fire elements in the sky, along with the Kingly Sword Intent, condensed into a golden flame light sword, piercing down from mid-air.
"You foolish person named Ye, if you can block one thought of mine, I'll let you take one person away."
Lan Muzi's expression changed, and he was about to make a move; Le Zhengyang in the high sky cast a glance at him, instantly rendering him immobile.
"I don't believe it!"
Tens of thousands of fine, needle-like Sword Intent pierced into Ye Xinglan's mind along with her spiritual fluctuations. She released her Spirit with bloodshot eyes, and two golden spirit rings circled around her.
Swinging her sword, body and sword united, she slashed towards the golden flame light sword. She refused to believe that she couldn't even block a single thought-strike from her opponent!
However, the disparity in reality did not shrink due to her desperate struggle. In an instant, the light sword shattered Ye Xinglan's proud Star God Sword with irresistible force, revealing a beautiful Face filled with extreme shock.
"Pfft—" The golden sword pierced through her shoulder, pinning Ye Xinglan firmly deep into the wall. The Shrek girl, devoted to the sword, suffered a surge of internal heat, coughing up two mouthfuls of heart's blood.
"You can't even block one thought of mine, where do you get the confidence to speak so arrogantly in front of me?"
After a final glance at the powerless Ye Xinglan, Feng Zaixing's gaze turned to Lan Muzi, and he shouted:
"Seven stars unite, battle the Spirit Saint together!"