Because his Phoenix Martial Soul was a mutated Evil Fire Phoenix.
That's why Ma Hongjun hated being called a chicken.
When he heard Yu Xiaowei call him a "little chicken," his eyes turned red.
"Brothers, unite and teach this bastard a lesson!"
Although Ma Hongjun's blood was boiling, he wasn't stupid. He didn't dare charge forward alone against someone strong enough to beat Dai Mubai so badly that he couldn't get out of bed.
After he shouted that, Zhu Zhuqing immediately took two steps back. After hesitating for a moment, Tang San and Xiao Wu also retreated a few steps.
As a result, aside from the furious Ma Hongjun, only a grim-faced Dai Mubai and Oscar—who was nervously looking around—remained in place.
Seeing how polarized the Shrek team had become, Yu Xiaowei sneered.
"tsk tsk."
"Little chicken, your brothers really care about you."
Ma Hongjun also realized something was wrong. When he turned around and saw Tang San and the others hiding far away, he completely lost his temper and shouted loudly:
"Third brother, fifth brother, sixth brother, what do you three mean by this?"
"Fatty, don't make things difficult for them."
Dai Mubai looked at the three who had distanced themselves with a bitter smile and stopped the enraged Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun didn't understand why Tang San and the others were avoiding the fight, but Dai Mubai knew very well.
After all, they had only been at school for a few days—it would be too much to ask them to fight a monster like Yu Xiaowei together.
The people from Canghui Academy, who had walked far ahead, turned back when they noticed the Shrek Academy students hadn't followed.
At that moment, seeing the confrontation at the hotel entrance, Ye Zhiqiu frowned and looked at Yu Xiaowei.
The two from Shrek Academy who were in the hotel earlier weren't like this at all. They were arrogant, and even when I revealed my soul rings, they weren't afraid of a Soul King like me.
But now they're so scared of this youth that they're turning on each other?
Who is this young man?
Dai Mubai's face turned pale. He clenched his fists and spoke to Yu Xiaowei.
"Brother, it was my fourth brother who spoke rudely today. You should be magnanimous and let it go."
It was embarrassing enough that he got beaten and didn't even know Yu Xiaowei's name.
He asked Zhu Zhuqing, but she ignored him.
When he asked Flender, Flender told him they couldn't afford to offend that young man.
So, to keep Ma Hongjun from being beaten up, all he could do was swallow his pride for now.
He never imagined that he, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar—who had no combat strength—could beat a freak like this who didn't even know his own limits.
Yu Xiaowei ignored Dai Mubai and looked at Ma Hongjun mockingly, then laughed.
"Hey, why don't you dare fight me? Aren't you supposed to be tough?"
"Didn't you just say that people who don't dare cause trouble are nobodies?"
"Then what are you doing now—provoking me and then backing off like a coward?"
"Nobody? I think garbage suits you better!"
Seeing Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's faces flush red, Yu Xiaowei strolled forward.
As Dai Mubai watched him get closer, his legs felt weak. Just imagining the beating he'd taken made him want to turn and run.
But he couldn't lose face in front of Ma Hongjun and the others, so he had no choice but to endure and watch Yu Xiaowei approach.
To his surprise, Yu Xiaowei didn't attack. Instead, he nodded mockingly.
"Little kitty, naughty kid, I'll give you two one more chance."
"Come on, I'm standing right here. You come hit me. I promise I won't fight back."
"I'll count to three!"
"Three."
The furious Ma Hongjun couldn't take Yu Xiaowei's mockery anymore and prepared to charge the moment his martial spirit ignited.
But just as he was about to move, Dai Mubai stopped him and whispered:
"Be careful. It might be a trap."
Hearing Dai Mubai's warning, Yu Xiaowei's mocking smile deepened, and he kept counting.
"Two."
Watching Yu Xiaowei just stand there motionless, Ma Hongjun clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could punch Yu Xiaowei in the face right now.
But Dai Mubai was still worried Yu Xiaowei might be tricking them, so he stopped Ma Hongjun from making any move.
"One."
Seeing Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun still frozen in place—
Yu Xiaowei chuckled, then reached out and patted Dai Mubai's head a few times mockingly.
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it."
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it!"
"Shrek Academy?"
"Hah, just a bunch of trash, nothing special."
Faced with Yu Xiaowei's humiliation, Dai Mubai trembled all over, but he didn't dare say a word.
Not just because he was afraid of getting beaten, but because of what Flender had said to him seriously that day:
"Mubai, if you ever meet that young man again, remember to stay as far away as possible."
"We at Shrek can't afford to offend him."
If Dai Mubai were still the third prince of the Star Luo Empire, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone.
But now, after what Flender told him, he truly didn't dare to offend Yu Xiaowei.
The people from Canghui Academy were dumbfounded. Just a while ago, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had arrogantly attacked them and even insulted their teacher.
They had shown no fear at all.
But now they were humiliated like this and didn't even dare fight back!
Could this youth be a prince from some kingdom? Or the heir of a powerful sect?
Seeing Dai Mubai remain silent, Zhu Zhuqing, who stood behind him, had an increasingly dark expression.
Was this really the fiancé she'd been engaged to since the age of nine?
Dai Mubai had many flaws—arrogant, domineering, prone to trouble, even unfaithful with women—but she tolerated them all.
Because he was her destined husband.
But now.
Watching Dai Mubai be humiliated by Yu Xiaowei without even daring to say a word—
She asked herself:
Is this man really worth marrying?
Just as Yu Xiaowei was about to leave, an angry voice rang out.
"Kid, say what you just said again!"
A tall figure jumped down from the second floor of the hotel and aggressively walked toward Yu Xiaowei.
Seeing the burly middle-aged man before him, who looked like a bear, Yu Xiaowei showed no fear. Instead, he laughed heartily.
"I said…"
"You Shrek Academy people…"
"Are just a bunch of trash."
"Really? I've never seen anyone ask for a beating so confidently in my life."
Zhao Wuji instantly flew into a rage. He had just taken a nap upstairs when he heard a commotion downstairs.
At first, he thought Dai Mubai and the others were just fighting again. But then he saw someone humiliating Shrek Academy right at their doorstep.
And Dai Mubai was just standing there, not even daring to speak.
He was so angry he came down himself.
But this kid dared to talk big right to his face.
The terrifying aura of a Soul Saint erupted, and seven dazzling soul rings rose from beneath his feet.
The onlookers screamed in shock and scattered in all directions.
Watching Soul Masters fight was fun, but watching Soul Saints fight was risking your life.
Ye Zhiqiu also quickly led his students away to safety. So this rural little Shrek Academy had a Soul Sage-level teacher in charge—not someone to be trifled with.
Facing the direct pressure of a Soul Saint, Yu Xiaowei lifted his head with difficulty, looked at Zhao Wuji, and grinned.
"You must be the Immovable King, Zhao Wuji, right?"
"You know who I am?"
"I don't care who you are! You little bastard—if you dare insult Shrek Academy, you'd better be ready to pay the price!"
Zhao Wuji was a little surprised that Yu Xiaowei could still talk. He snorted coldly and increased the release of his soul power.
The pressure instantly increased, and Yu Xiaowei's waist bent, making it hard for him to breathe.
As expected, even a powerful Soul Sect couldn't withstand the might of a Soul Saint.
Suddenly, a gentle breath joined the scene, and the crushing pressure on him instantly melted away like snow.
Yu Xiaowei immediately felt relief and dropped to one knee, gasping for breath.
A white-haired middle-aged man suddenly appeared in front of Yu Xiaowei as if teleporting, stared at Zhao Wuji with dagger-sharp eyes, and coldly shouted:
"Immovable King? Nice title."
When Zhao Wuji saw the black soul ring under this man's feet, he immediately panicked.
Shrek Academy's motto was, "Those who don't dare to stir up trouble are mediocre," but it depended on who you were stirring up trouble with. If you picked a fight with the wrong person, then you were just a fool.
And at that moment, Zhao Wuji had become that fool.
After taking a deep breath, Yu Xiaowei patted the middle-aged man's shoulder and pointed at Zhao Wuji.
"Dad, he just hit me."
Zhao Wuji: "…"
A few days ago, I was beaten by Clear Sky Douluo. And today, here's another Soul Douluo coming to beat me.
What should I do!?