“废物！xxx武魂是什么玩意儿？还能变异？我看就是装模作样！” “哈哈哈，被气死了，唐门那劳什子神功，也配拿来跟我们比比？我看就是一群只会躲在后面下毒的阴沟老鼠！” “比比东那个老美人，怎么就瞎了眼，生了个这么个玩意儿？还什么继承魂技？我看就是个笑话！”

broadcasted in the classroom, echoing through the air, making people's faces ugly. The center of the classroom, I, who had just woken up from the dream, felt my face turn purple and green. My body seemed to be slightly lighter, and my eyes unexpectedly turned from the familiar golden yellow of the Sea God to a shocking blood red.

I didn't even have time to react to it, when in the next second, the surrounding同学们' eyes were all fixed on me. Those eyes, full of ridicule and contempt, passed through me, as if they were looking at a manger of food.

I looked around blankly. The reason why everyone was looking at me was because of a banner that had just been unveiled on the wall of the classroom. It was the family tree of the Eastern , ranked by strength.

And, in the lineup, the person at the very bottom, the point of ridicule, was "Shrek".