102: Chapter 102 Shi Lei and His Friends Fighting for Their Lives

"Do you really think our Shrek is made of clay?!"

Flender hovered in mid-air, his hawk-like eyes fixed on the crowd outside the courtyard gate, as he roared sharply, "I've given you enough face, haven't I? Gathering to cause trouble, insulting teachers, and even daring to force us to cripple our own Spirits? I think you're tired of living!"

Zhao Wuji also erupted instantly. His Vigorous Vajra Bear Spirit possessed him once more, dark bear fur covering his body as his stature swelled. Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—seven spirit rings flared up. The pressure of a Spirit Saint intertwined with Flender's, pressing down hard on the crowd as he roared in a muffled voice.

"Everyone, get lost! If you dare take another step forward, don't blame me, Zhao Wuji, for being ruthless!"

The three teachers—Soul Emperor Li Yusong, Soul Emperor Lu Qibin, and Soul Sage Shao Xin—also released their Spirits instantly. Their spirit rings lit up in unison, and the pressure of high-level Spirit Masters spread out in layers, immediately silencing the noisy scene. The ordinary citizens in the front row were left breathless by the pressure of the Spirit Saints and Spirit Emperors, subconsciously backing away a few steps, their faces showing unconcealable fear.

Seeing this, Dai Mubai also instantly regained his confidence. He took another step forward, his tiger claws extending again, and hissed sharply at the crowd, "Did you hear that? Everyone, get lost! If you dare cause more trouble, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Ma Hongjun also ignited his purplish-red Phoenix flames again, shouting along with false bravado, "Exactly! You dare provoke our Shrek? I'll burn all your hair off!"

The scene instantly became tense again. On one side were the victims, fuming with rage and ready to risk everything; on the other were the Shrek group, who had snapped and revealed their full strength. The smell of gunpowder in the air was so thick it was about to explode; just a single spark could instantly trigger a fight to the death.

And Shi Lei, standing at the very front of the crowd, looked at the high-level Spirit Masters with their glowing spirit rings. Instead of retreating, he laughed—a hideously ferocious laugh.

He suddenly tore open his shirt, revealing the crisscrossing scars on his chest, and raised his arms to shout to the crowd behind him.

"Brothers! Do you see?! Even now, they still don't admit their mistakes! They still want to rely on their high Soul Power to bully us! We've been ruined by them for a lifetime—our families destroyed, our futures shattered—and now they even want to hit us! Are you afraid?!"

"We're not afraid!"

The victims behind him roared in unison. Even though they were trembling under the pressure of the Spirit Saints, not a single person retreated a half-step.

"Let's fight them! At worst, it's just death!"

"Then let's fight them!"

Shi Lei let out a roar, his eyes bloodshot as he was the first to charge toward the courtyard gate!

At this critical moment, Luoluoke, who had been sitting on the Magic Cat's shoulder, suddenly frowned. He hated seeing people fight the most. His mother had said that fighting was wrong and people would get hurt.

He waved his small hand and shouted in a crisp voice, "Magic Cat, use Sleep Powder! Don't let them fight!"

The moment he finished speaking, the Magic Cat suddenly opened its mouth. A vast cloud of white powder instantly covered the sky and sprayed toward the courtyard. Its speed was astonishing, leaving no time for anyone to react! This powder did not belong to the Spirit Ability system of the Douluo Continent at all; it was pervasive, even easily penetrating Soul Power barriers.

Luoluoke watched the tense scene that looked like it would soon end in bloodshed, and his small face instantly crumpled.

He couldn't stand seeing people fight; his mother had told him since he was a child that fighting would cause injuries and make those who cared about them sad.

"Magic Cat, hurry, use Sleep Powder! Make them all calm down, stop fighting!"

Luoluoke waved his small hand, and as his crisp shout fell, the Magic Cat beneath him immediately tilted its head back and opened its mouth. A vast expanse of fine white powder spread out like a tide, sweeping toward the inside and outside of the courtyard gate. It carried an extremely strong hypnotic effect; even the grass it touched instantly wilted.

But to Luoluoke's surprise, this Sleep Powder, which usually worked every time, failed this time.

Inside the courtyard, Flender, Zhao Wuji, and the others had already fully released their Spirits. Six or seven spirit rings shone brilliantly around them, and their surging Soul Power formed an airtight barrier.

As soon as the Sleep Powder approached, it was instantly blown away by the violent Soul Power, unable to penetrate even half an inch into the barrier.

Zhao Wuji even snorted coldly, waving a bear paw. A gust of strong wind swept out, blowing the remaining Sleep Powder away without a trace.

Even Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun—this mid-level Spirit Elder and Spirit Grandmaster—only shook their heads slightly when a bit of the powder brushed past them. The physical resistance brought by their Spirit possession, combined with the abnormal status resistance inherent to their spirit rings, meant they didn't feel the slightest bit of sleepiness. They just rubbed their noses, the hostility in their eyes growing even heavier.

"Insignificant tricks!" Flender hovered in mid-air, his hawk-like eyes coldly scanning Luoluoke. He suppressed the shock in his heart, leaving only the anger of being interrupted. "Kid, I don't care where you come from, if you dare meddle again, I'll deal with you too!"

Luoluoke was instantly stunned, his small hands clutching the Magic Cat's fur, his face full of disbelief.

He had never encountered anyone who could be immune to the Magic Cat's Sleep Powder, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

The Magic Cat also arched its back warily, dense grass-type energy gathering frantically, but Luoluoke pressed down on its head.

He just wanted to stop the fight, not make things worse.

And this brief confrontation completely ignited the final powder keg between the two sides.

Shi Lei looked at the Shrek crowd before him, their Soul Power fully unleashed and their arrogance soaring. He saw how they relied on their high-level Soul Power to bully the weak even when they were in the wrong. He looked at his companions behind him, whose families were destroyed and futures ruined. The resentment, anger, and despair accumulated over a dozen years completely broke through the dam of reason at this moment.

He knew all too well.

Among their group, the highest was only a Level 40-plus Spirit Ancestor. No matter how many of them there were, in front of Spirit Saints and Spirit Emperors, they were nothing more than a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered. If they retreated today, not only would they fail to get justice, but they would also be framed by these people for gathering to cause trouble, and they might not even be able to keep their lives.

More importantly, as long as Shrek existed, there would be more children like them who would be lured in by sweet words, only to have their lives ruined or even lose their lives.

There was no way to retreat, so there was no need to retreat anymore.

"Brothers!" Shi Lei suddenly turned around, his tiger-like eyes bloodshot as he scanned all the victims behind him. His voice was hoarse but powerful. "They rely on their high Soul Power to bully us, deceive us, and ruin our lives! Now they even want to kill us! Are you afraid?!"

"We're not afraid!" dozens of victims roared in unison, their voices filled with the determination of burning their bridges. "Let's fight them!"

"Good!" Shi Lei let out a sorrowful and indignant roar toward the sky, suddenly raising his hand to press against his chest, a look of suicidal determination flashing in his eyes. "Today, even if we cripple our cultivation, even if we become useless people, we will let the whole world see exactly what kind of man-eating place this Shrek Academy is!"

The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly circulated all his Soul Power and charged it violently toward the first spirit ring beneath his feet!

"Explode—for me!"

With a deafening roar, that bright yellow Hundred-year Spirit Ring instantly emitted a blinding light, followed by a "crack" as it shattered completely! Violent Soul Power, like a volcanic eruption, surged frantically from where the spirit ring shattered, instantly sweeping through Shi Lei's entire body!

This was not Tang Hao's Ring Explosion technique that could be released and retracted, allowing for later recovery. This was the most resolute and tragic self-destruction!

He truly shattered his own spirit ring, releasing the spirit ring Origin condensed from a lifetime of Cultivation and all the Soul Power accumulated over a dozen years all at once! In exchange, he gained a sudden surge of power that far exceeded his own limits. The price he paid was that his Spirit would be completely ruined from then on, his Soul Power would be lost, and he would become a weak ordinary person. He might even lose more than half of his lifespan due to the damage to his Origin!

The moment the Hundred-year Spirit Ring exploded, Shi Lei's aura surged from a Level 42 Spirit Ancestor, instantly breaking through the threshold of a Spirit King and approaching the level of a Spirit Emperor!

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