I've already been given the title of Douluo, and you want me to be reasonable?

Flander stood up, his brows furrowed. In order to prevent his mistress from being hurt again, he decided to conceal her identity.

"Your Excellency Lin Yuan, aren't you going a bit too far? This is Tang Yin, a disciple of Shrek Academy, not the Tang San you're talking about."

The others looked at each other and immediately nodded.

However, it was utterly laughable that they thought they could fool Lin Yuan with such a petty trick. But if they wanted to play, he'd play along. "Rongrong, do you think he's Tang San?"

Lin Yuan sat down in the chair, picked up the water glass on the table, and shook it slightly.

Xiao Wu, who was kneeling on the ground, moved her body to his feet, stretched out her small hand, and kept patting his thigh, as if this scene had been played out hundreds or thousands of times.

Ning Rongrong looked at Tang San embedded in the wall, lowered her head, and whispered, "He...he is...he is..."

"Rongrong, you're a grown woman now, do you still want to be unreasonable and domineering?"

Lin Yuan's tone became more forceful.

"Yes... Third Brother."

Ning Rongrong dared not disobey Lin Yuan's orders. In the previous few years, Lin Yuan had not only trained Xiao Wu into a slave, but also Ning Rongrong had been under his tyranny and dared not disobey in any way.

"Rongrong, how could you!"

Oscar clenched his fists, staring intently at Ning Rongrong, never expecting that she would actually reveal Tang San's identity.

Flander was somewhat angry. Seeing his disciple being beaten one after another, he stood up and released his martial soul and soul ring configuration.

He immediately stomped his right foot heavily on the ground, and the eight spirit rings on his body suddenly appeared.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!

Flander took off his glasses, and the light emanating from his body flickered, but even so, he appeared extremely insignificant in front of the Title Douluo.

The rest of the Shrek Academy students also released their martial souls without hesitation. Watching the colorful soul rings flashing, Lin Yuan just sneered.

With this much power, I could reduce it to ashes with just a finger.

"Hehehe, do you really think a Contra Douluo can defeat a Title Douluo?"

Lin Yuan shrugged and said coldly, "Although we know it's impossible to succeed, I will not sit idly by and wait to die for your humiliation of Shrek Academy's disciples!"

Flander and Liu Erlong exchanged a glance, then simultaneously pulled the master behind them, each taking a step diagonally forward.

Immediately, the three formed a triangular formation.

Lin Yuan patted Ning Rongrong on the shoulder, indicating that she could step aside.

Ning Rongrong obediently moved her body to stand with Yu Tianheng. Although she was also worried about the Shrek Academy disciples, the thought of her senior's methods made her somewhat fearful.

"The sun and moon shine brightly, and gold turns."

Flanders shouted.

He did not release his martial spirit, but a strong golden light suddenly burst forth from his body.

A blinding golden light shot into the sky, and at the same time, it spread out from beneath his feet.

The same golden light also appeared on both the master and Liu Erlong.

Golden light filled the air, instantly forming a golden triangle with the three people at its apex. At the very center of the triangle was a golden halo, surrounded by various intricate patterns.

Lin Yuan lightly stepped onto the ground with his right foot, and immediately a surge of energy spread outwards like a raging storm, distorting the air wherever it passed.

Similarly, the people in front of them instantly felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, coughed up a mouthful of scarlet blood, and collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

Lin Yuan slowly walked to the three people who were lying on the ground. The soles of his boots crushed the mottled bloodstains on the ground, making a soft, crisp sound.

Looking down at Flander, who was breathing heavily, a sarcastic smile curled his lips: "The Golden Iron Triangle? The combination that once made the Spirit Hall wary is now nothing more than three ants trying to stop a chariot."

Before he could finish speaking, a chilling surge of soul power condensed into a chain, instantly wrapping around Flander's neck and lifting him into the air.

"Let go of the teacher!"

Ma Hongjun's eyes were bloodshot, and his body was engulfed in blazing phoenix flames. However, when he was within three zhang of Lin Yuan, he was blasted backward by an invisible wall of energy, his back slamming heavily against a stone pillar, splattering a large amount of blood.

Yu Tianheng struggled to crawl over, but Lin Yuan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and his bones suddenly made a teeth-grinding cracking sound. He screamed and curled up like a shrimp, his fingernails digging deep into the floor.

"Do you think I traveled all this way just to expose a name?"

Lin Yuan flicked his finger at Flander in mid-air, who crashed into the wall like a kite with a broken string, spitting out half a tooth amidst the sound of bricks and stones shattering.

He slowly unfastened the jade clasp on his sleeve and said deliberately, "Tang San possesses twin martial souls, and he also has that old ghost Tang Hao behind him. The Spirit Hall wants his life, but I..."

Lin Yuan suddenly teleported in front of Tang San, placed his palm on the ice coffin embedded in the wall, and said indifferently, "What I want is his life."

Spiderweb-like cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the ice coffin, and Tang San's pale face was faintly visible behind the cracks.

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth in horror. This ice coffin was personally crafted by Lin Yuan, and its interior was sealed with energy fluctuations that could suppress the evil god within Tang San's body.

Oscar suddenly sprang into action, conjuring a dagger in his hand and thrusting it toward Lin Yuan's back. But the moment it touched the corner of Lin Yuan's clothes, he was frozen into an ice sculpture.

“Back then, I sensed the aura of an evil god on you. If I’m not mistaken, the evil god should be inside your body.”

As the black mist drifted, Tang San's eyelashes trembled, and black blood spilled from his pale lips. The illusory Blue Silver Grass inside the ice coffin twisted wildly, but it was entangled by the black mist and became increasingly weak.

Liu Erlong struggled to his feet, blood continuously spilling from the corner of his mouth: "What...what exactly do you want to do?"

"What?"

As Lin Yuan turned around, a strange purple-gold light shone in his pupils. "Back then, Tang Hao severely injured Qian Xunji, and the Spirit Hall had long regarded the Clear Sky Sect as a thorn in its side. Now that Tang San has appeared in the world, it is the best opportunity to ignite a war between the two sects."

As Lin Yuan raised his hand and summoned a ball of dark blue flame, the phantom of Bibi Dong, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, appeared within the flame.

"As for me, I'll make this show even more exciting. As for the evil god old dog, if you want to cultivate in secret, you'll have to see if I agree."

The flames suddenly exploded, and Liu Erlong and the master were thrown back by the shockwave, colliding heavily together.

Lin Yuan's voice was icy cold: "They're nothing more than pawns on the chessboard. If you don't want to die, just watch as Shrek Academy falls apart."

With a flick of Lin Yuan's finger, Oscar's ice sculpture shattered, and the blood-covered food-type soul master fell to the ground, his eyes filled with despair.

I can't believe how powerful the man in front of me is.

(End of this chapter)