The Komodo dragon showed no reaction whatsoever, not even bothering to smell the stench.
It lunged forward, grabbing at Luo Sanpao.
"Clover, spin!"
"Whoosh...okay...whoosh..."
Ye Fan exclaimed, bewildered.
"Did you speak?"
"Whoosh...whoosh..."
Instantly, a strong wind arose, blowing all the stench away.
At the same time, the Komodo dragon, which had been pouncing, was sent flying, crashing heavily into a thick tree trunk.
The trunk snapped in half, striking the Komodo dragon's head.
The Komodo dragon lay on the ground, completely unresponsive,
clearly in grave danger.
At this moment, everyone swallowed hard as they looked at Ye Fan.
"Ye Fan, the power of your clover seems quite extraordinary."
"Back then, when you blew on the Phoenix-tailed Crested Serpent, it was just
a single gust of wind, and the serpent was gone in an instant." "When facing the Royal Fighting Team's Wind Chaser, it was just a gust of wind. "
"And now, facing a Komodo Dragon with over four thousand years of cultivation, it's still just a gust of wind?"
Ye Fan nodded silently.
"As long as your legs aren't gripping anything, and your strength is weaker than mine," "One gust of wind is an instant kill. " "If your strength is stronger than mine, then you're basically not that strong." "If your legs are on the ground, there's no damage." Yu Tianheng slowly said, "So, this nearly five-thousand-year-old Komodo Dragon is no match for you." Ye Fan nodded. "That's right, since I'm unconscious now." This time, everyone once again gained a new understanding of Ye Fan's strength, and also a new understanding of this seemingly inconspicuous clover. Although Yu Tianheng felt his strength was among the best of his peers, he knew that facing a Komodo dragon would only result in one outcome: being eaten and digested . Now, however, he had been instantly killed by Ye Fan. He suddenly realized something: Ye Fan was only thirteen, while he was already eighteen. They were clearly not the same age. He was one of the best among his peers, while Ye Fan was not. Thinking this, Yu Tianheng felt much more at ease. This made sense; they weren't the same age, there was no comparison. Yu Tianheng smiled, then suddenly felt like crying. They were both Soul Masters, so why was there such a huge difference? "Tianheng, go! This Komodo dragon is yours!" "Just kill it!" Yu Xiaogang urged Yu Tianheng twice. Yu Tianheng immediately prepared to step forward, but just as he was about to, the tree trunk that had knocked down the Komodo dragon was suddenly lifted up, revealing two extremely strong men. One was clearly old, and the other young. The old man was enormous, at least two and a half meters tall, like a mountain of flesh, exuding an imposing aura. His skin was dark, his large eyes like copper bells, and a peculiar light seemed to emanate from his dark skin. His hair and beard were all white, making him appear at least seventy years old. The young man was also extremely robust, nearly two meters tall, with a muscular physique, looking much stronger than Zhao Wuji. When the two met, everyone at Shrek Academy instantly became alert. Ye Fan couldn't help but scrutinize the two men's identities. He didn't recognize them, but he could identify them through the system's plot introduction panel. [Hu Yanzhen casually lifted the tree trunk that had pinned down the Komodo dragon.] Since the old man was Hu Yanzhen, then the younger one must be his grandson, Hu Yanli, who was probably also there to find his fourth spirit ring. "A Komodo dragon, not bad, not bad," "Ali, it's practically a spirit beast tailor-made for you,"
Hu Yanzhen, the old man, chuckled and patted the Komodo dragon's body.
"Sir, this soul beast is ours,"
Flander said coldly to Hu Yanzhen.
Hu Yanzhen glanced at Flander with disdain,
"What's wrong with yours?"
"It's mine now?"
"I am Hu Yanzhen,"
"Does anyone have a problem with that?"
Eight soul rings, yellow, purple, black, and black, rose from beneath Hu Yanzhen's feet, and
the pressure from a Soul Douluo quickly spread outwards.
The powerful pressure instantly made most of the Shrek Academy students and one of the teachers unable to lift their heads.
Only Ye Ying was fearless;
his third soul ring was 20,000 years old,
equivalent to the level of a Soul Emperor,
although not quite as strong as a Soul Emperor, it was close.
"Hu Yanzhen, the sect master of the Elephant Armor Sect, ranked first among the lower four sects!"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes narrowed, and he was shocked.
How could he encounter such a person in this place?
"Since you know, why don't you get lost!"
Zhao Wuji and Flander showed no mercy,
revealing their identical spirit rings—
yellow, purple, and black—
seven spirit rings in total,
two Spirit Saints.
Even if the opponent was the Elephant Armor Sect Master,
they couldn't defeat an ordinary Spirit Douluo!
"Oh ho,"
"I didn't expect there to be two Spirit Saints,"
"With so many students,"
"Looks like teachers from an academy."
At this moment, Yu Tianheng was about to reveal his identity as a member of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect,
but Yu Xiaogang grabbed him.
Identity was useless;
killing him would be pointless.
Strength was the most important thing.
It was just a spirit beast, nothing serious;
they could find another one.
"Senior, it's not appropriate to just steal our spirit beast like this,"
Flander, though at a disadvantage, still wanted to reclaim the spirit beast.
Zhao Wuji suddenly remembered the incident of stealing the Phoenix-Tailed Crested Serpent.
"Senior, since you also want this soul beast,"
"how about we use the rules of the soul master world?"
"Let the disciples from both sides who want this soul beast compete for its ownership."
"Hmph,"
Hu Yanzhen sneered,
"Bullshit,"
"I'll give you three counts,"
"Get out of here now!"
He was utterly ruthless.
"If you want to fight, you can try,"
"I can guarantee that I'll kill almost all of you students while protecting my grandson."
"If you want revenge, come find me at the Elephant Armor Sect."
Zhao Wuji and Vlad's fists clenched so tightly they cracked,
but at this moment,
they had no choice but
to retreat.
They couldn't afford to gamble; nothing could happen to these children.
"Alright, let's go!"
"This soul beast is yours!"
As soon as Vlad finished speaking, he told Zhao Wuji to lead the group to change direction, while he would cover the rear.
But before Zhao Wuji had taken two steps,
two more figures flashed out from the bushes beside them.
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