Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

Before he finished speaking, several figures suddenly darted out from behind the crooked, peeling paint gate.

The leader was broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted, and muscular, yet he was less than 1.6 meters tall, resembling a taut, short, stout gourd.

Like a meteorite tearing through the air, accompanied by a piercing shriek, it hurtled straight towards the location of Lin Quan and his two companions!

Boom—

The loud crash shook the ground violently, and the man slammed heavily into the bluestone plaza, sending stones flying and dust billowing like waves...

"Who dares to trespass and cause trouble at Shrek Academy?!"

Before his angry shout had even finished, his back suddenly arched, and a phantom of a mighty Vajra Bear with bristling golden fur and menacing fangs roared into the air, its claws tearing through the airflow!

But before the words were even out of his mouth, his gaze swept over the old poisoner's body—nine soul rings floated like star trails, their eerie light flowing, steadily overriding all common sense!

The short, stocky man's fury froze instantly; his mouth gaped open, and he even forgot to breathe.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

While he was still in a daze, a figure with silver-white wings on its back fell to the ground like a meteor; immediately afterward, several figures broke through the air, their robes fluttering, their killing intent undiminished!

"A...a Title Douluo?!"

At this moment, the short man and the silver-winged newcomer both looked up, their gazes meeting the old poisoner's—their pupils suddenly contracted, their Adam's apples bobbed, and their voices were dry and trembling: "Hmph!"

The old poison master's gaze swept over the Shrek Academy teachers and then over the students rushing towards him. Without raising his hand or taking a step, he gave a cold snort.

In an instant, a powerful pressure, as heavy as a mountain and as cold as an icy abyss, swept over the entire area!

Swah——

Everyone felt as if they had been hit in the chest with a hammer, their breath caught in their throats, and their knees went weak!

Whether it was the students who rushed out later, or the teachers led by Zhao Wuji and Flander, their faces all changed instantly: pale, stiff, and sweating on their foreheads!

Finally, Flander gritted his teeth, forced a smile, and clasped his hands in a fist salute: "N-no, I don't know your esteemed title, senior..."

"Dugu Bo".

The three words were uttered crisply and decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

The scene fell silent instantly.

A few breaths later, Flander's eyes widened suddenly, and he blurted out, "Poison...Poison Douluo?!"

Anyone who's ever been involved in the Soul Master circle in the Heaven Dou Empire has heard of this name.

Ruthlessness is ingrained in their bones; they never leave anyone alive when they strike!

Although he is jokingly called the "titled goalkeeper", in reality, he will suffer losses nine times out of ten when he encounters a strong opponent of the same level.

But if your opponent's title is lower than the cap level—then it truly proves the old saying: "I see your title, but I don't see you in person!"

"I am Flander, and if I may be so bold as to ask... in what way has Shrek offended Your Majesty?"

Before Flander could finish speaking, a middle-aged man with a buzz cut stepped forward slowly, seemingly defying the intimidating presence.

His face was pale, and his knuckles were clenched so tightly they turned blue, but he stood up straight and solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lin Quan: "Master Yu Xiaogang, my father is Yu Yuanzhen."

He then turned to the old poison master, his tone humble yet not servile: "Your Excellency Poison Douluo, if Shrek Academy has been impolite in any way, please forgive me."

Swish!

The old poison master's eyes were like knives, instantly fixing on Yu Xiaogang's face.

A good-for-nothing who can't even maintain his level 30 soul power still acts all high and mighty?

Just one glance at him made the old poison master's fingertips itch; he just wanted to smash that hypocritical face with a single slap!

But in the end, nothing was done.

His gaze shifted and landed directly on Lin Quan and Zhu Zhuqing.

At this moment, Lin Quan and Zhu Zhuqing had already calmly surveyed the entire scene.

Only that shifty-eyed little rascal huddled in the corner made Lin Quan pause for a second longer.

The next second, their gazes locked onto the blond-haired youth in the crowd—

That's exactly what I'm looking for!

But a glint of surprise flashed in Lin Quan's eyes:

The little scoundrel is here, but the rogue rabbit who has transformed over 100,000 years and spouts nonsense has vanished without a trace.

Without even asking, he could guess: it must have been that Haotian Douluo hiding in the shadows who had already stuffed the rabbit into some nook or cranny.

Just as Lin Quan and Zhu Zhuqing's gazes fell upon the blond-haired man—

The blond-haired man seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked up, staring intently at the two of them.

His gaze swept over Lin Quan, then fixed on Zhu Zhuqing's face. His entire face quickly turned red, his eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth were clenched so tightly that they seemed about to pounce on Lin Quan and tear him apart alive!

At the same time, the old poison master's aura suddenly changed, and even his bones cracked softly; Yu Da Shi, while pulling at the "Shrek Elder" tiger skin, looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Lin Quan curled his lips into a cold, sharp sneer: "Old poisoner, calm down—they're just a bunch of scoundrels, no need to get worked up... business is more important."

Before he finished speaking, the old poison master's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and the overwhelming pressure of his title suddenly vanished. Even the nine soul rings that had been wrapped around his body disappeared silently, like ink settling into water.

When they looked up again, all the Shrek members were frozen in place:

Above them were the two Soul Saints, the short and stocky Zhao Wuji and the skinny, bamboo-like Flander;

Below were students, their faces deathly pale and sweat pouring down their backs, and Master Yu's face, flushed a deep purplish-red...

Lin Quan didn't say another word, but just glanced at Zhu Zhuqing beside him.

He nodded slightly, but with undeniable force: "Zhu Qing."

Swah——

Zhu Zhuqing responded immediately, without even a tremor in her eyelashes.

A dark shadow suddenly appeared, like an ink streak tearing through the air, evaporating from its spot in the blink of an eye. When she focused again, she was already standing in the center of the crowd, her fingertips gripping the shoulder blade of the blond-haired boy.

"you--"

Huang Mao had barely uttered a sound when Zhu Zhuqing's wrist sank, and his figure vanished into smoke once more.

puff!

Before the thud had even subsided, she had already landed back beside Lin Quan, her movements as swift as shaking off a speck of dust.

Dai Mubai crashed heavily onto the blue brick ground, the back of his head making a dull thud.

"Mu Bai—!"

Shrek and his group fell silent.

His gaze swept back and forth between Lin Quan and Zhu Zhuqing, and when it landed on Zhu Zhuqing, he even held his breath for a moment—

That face, that figure, that aura as cold as frost and as sharp as a blade—across the entire Martial Soul Continent, there are fewer than five people who can rival him.

"I wonder in what way Dai Mubai has offended you two?"

Everyone's first reaction was that this lecherous glutton had once again provoked a wicked star.

Who doesn't know that he can't move his feet when he sees a beautiful woman? But this one in front of him... not to mention him, even the entire Shrek Academy faculty and students felt a jolt in their hearts—she was dazzlingly beautiful, and even more breathtakingly beautiful.

"snort."

Lin Quan let out a cold snort.

The Shrek Academy students? Their strongest is only a Soul Saint? He didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. Even if the entire arena was filled with Title Douluos, he would still walk sideways.

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An invisible pressure, like a sword being drawn from its sheath, exploded with a deafening roar!

He was only at the peak of the Innate Realm, yet the aura he exuded was heavier, sharper, and more chilling than that of the old poisoner.

Everyone present felt their Adam's apple bob, their palms sweat, and they dared not even breathe loudly.

Even the old poison master's pupils suddenly contracted—he knew all too well: Zhu Zhuqing was an eighth-ringed being, and Lin Quan was a seventh-ringed being, but at this moment, the oppressive aura surging from Lin Quan's body was subtly overwhelming him, and even revealed a killing intent that could sever soul bones.

"I have come today for personal matters only."

"Anyone who wants to test how hard their bones are, feel free to reach out."