Oscar and Dai Mubai also joined in the jeering, completely disregarding Ye Zhiqiu.
Fu Qin's movement of picking up food paused, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
These three guys really forget the pain once the wound heals.
Especially Tang San; his life trajectory was now vastly different from the original story.
Under his own interference.
The two trashy hundred-year-old spirit rings Tang San absorbed not only failed to provide him with a powerful physique but instead lowered the quality of his Blue Silver Emperor Spirit.
Moreover, the current Tang San was addicted to the pleasures of the brothels, priding himself on having once been a God King expert, but now he had become extremely conceited.
Additionally, having just indulged himself in the brothel last night, the power within his body was unstable.
Now, daring to provoke a Spirit King level expert, in Fu Qin's eyes, he was simply seeking his own death.
However, he didn't intend to intervene. With three god-level buffs protecting him, let alone a Spirit King, he wouldn't even be afraid if he had dug up Tang Hao's wife's grave himself.
In her past life, Xiao Wu had been led astray by Flender's erroneous theories; at that time, she hadn't felt anything was wrong, but seeing this similar scene now, she couldn't help but frown.
"Those who dare not stir up trouble are mediocre..." This scene was so similar to her past life, but why did she always feel like something was wrong?
Xiao Wu's heart was also racing; perhaps because she had experienced Tang San's betrayal in the God Realm, she was thinking much more now.
But to maintain her "radiant image" in Fu Qin's heart, she still spoke up with some reluctance.
"They're being too much..."
Seeing this, a look of helplessness appeared in Fu Qin's eyes. He patted her head comfortingly: "Sister Xiao Wu, let's just eat our food. Third Brother and the others are so powerful; nothing will happen to them."
Xiao Wu heard this and also nodded in agreement. After all, in her past life, Tang San had been able to suppress that old tortoise Ye Zhiqiu all by himself.
Having lived two lives, his strength would only be greater.
However.
Just as the words left her mouth, a loud "bang" was heard.
Ye Zhiqiu reached his limit and threw a punch at Tang San. The defensive power of the Black Tortoise Spirit was astonishing, and its offensive power was not to be underestimated.
Tang San, weakened by excessive indulgence, couldn't react in time. He took the punch squarely in the chest, instantly spitting out a mouthful of blood. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted immediately.
"Little San!" Dai Mubai cried out and tried to rush forward, but was kicked away by Ye Zhiqiu, slamming heavily against the wall and spitting out bloody foam.
The gap between a Spirit King and a Spirit Elder was infinitely widened at this moment.
One should know that in the original work, it took the combined effort of all seven of them to restrain the Spirit King level old tortoise, Ye Zhiqiu.
Now, Tang San, with the strength of only four people, completely couldn't withstand Ye Zhiqiu's fist.
Ma Hongjun and Oscar were not spared either.
After the two strongest combatants fell one after another, Ye Zhiqiu was like a tiger among a flock of sheep. His hands flew, and in just a few minutes, the two were beaten black and blue, falling into a deep coma and barely breathing.
The other diners in the Post Station fled in terror, but Fu Qin's group of four remained seated as steady as mountains.
Ning Rongrong leaned closer to Fu Qin in fear, her small hand tightly clutching his sleeve, her voice trembling slightly.
"Brother Fu Qin, that old tortoise won't come after us, will he?"
Fu Qin patted the back of her hand and reassured her: "Don't be afraid. Third Brother and the others are very strong. Look, Third Brother's fingers are still twitching. If nothing goes wrong, he's already prepared to launch a sneak attack on that old tortoise."
His voice was calm and powerful, instantly giving Ning Rongrong a great sense of security.
Seeing this, Xiao Wu also moved closer to Fu Qin.
Feeling Xiao Wu's movement, the corner of Fu Qin's eye twitched slightly.
He thought that if Tang San were still awake, he would probably spit blood on the spot seeing this scene.
Of course.
It was only because Tang San had fainted that Xiao Wu dared to be so close to Fu Qin in public.
Just then, Zhao Wuji arrived late.
Seeing the four unconscious people including Tang San on the ground, he was instantly enraged. His Immovable Bright King Spirit awakened instantly, and the power belonging solely to a Spirit Saint erupted as he roared at Ye Zhiqiu.
"How dare you hit my Shrek students, you're looking for death!"
Ye Zhiqiu's expression changed; he hadn't expected Shrek Academy to have such a powerful teacher. But he refused to back down, fully activating his Black Tortoise Spirit to fight Zhao Wuji.
"Bang!" Zhao Wuji's punch landed on Ye Zhiqiu's chest, sending him staggering back as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Get out! If you dare show your face before me again, I'll cripple you!" Zhao Wuji roared, picking Ye Zhiqiu up like a chick and throwing him straight out of the Post Station.
After dealing with Ye Zhiqiu, Zhao Wuji walked quickly to Fu Qin's group of four, his face grim.
"What on earth happened?"
Seeing this, Fu Qin knew very well that for Zhao Wuji to be this angry, he must have already met Tang Hao.
Fu Qin briefly explained the sequence of events in a flat tone, as if speaking about something trivial.
After hearing this, Zhao Wuji's face turned ashen with anger.
"Damn it, more hindrance than help!" Then he had people carry the four back to recover from their injuries.
Fu Qin's gaze fell upon Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar. On a whim, he subconsciously opened their personal panels.
The next second, his pupils constricted, and a rare look of astonishment appeared on his face.
On their personal panels, the ages that originally showed them as teenagers had suddenly surged to over fifty thousand years old.
And behind their names, there was a conspicuous (Reincarnated) suffix, identical to the panels of Tang San and Xiao Wu!
"Holy crap! Ye Zhiqiu's few punches and kicks actually beat out several reincarnated Divinities!" Fu Qin's heart surged with stormy waves.
He had originally thought only Tang San and Xiao Wu were reborn, but he hadn't expected Dai Mubai and the other two to have also reincarnated.
Combining the anomalies in the personal information of Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, he understood instantly. There must have been a massive upheaval in the God Realm, causing these former God Realm experts to all be reborn back into their youth.
So, what exactly was this upheaval?
Was it a God Realm war, or some other unpredictable crisis?
What kind of chain reaction would occur with all these reborn individuals gathering at Shrek?
Fu Qin's gaze became deep; he knew that the coming days would likely not be peaceful.
Beside him, Xiao Wu seemed to notice his abnormality and asked softly, "Fu Qin, what's wrong?"
Fu Qin snapped back to reality, shook his head, and a smile appeared on his face: "Nothing, I just find it a bit unexpected."
Ning Rongrong leaned against him, feeling the aura from his body, her heart filled with a sense of security.
In her view, Fu Qin was simply a perfect choice for a boyfriend—strong, handsome, and especially understanding of a girl's heart.
However, what made her feel strange was that even though Xiao Wu already had Tang San as a boyfriend, why had the relationship between her and Fu Qin become so intimate?
Could it be that they are biological siblings?
That doesn't seem like it either!