Not the Academy That Raised Monsters

"A Soul Elder can become the best referee too?"

"Could he be some well-connected insider?"

Ning Rongrong thoughtfully sized Neuvillette up. With that upright, righteous look on his face, he seemed more like a young nobleman.

As for being a referee, he really did not look the part!

Hmm~

So what if he was well-connected?

That meant Neuvillette had a background. That was clearly a bonus!

Not every type of match in the Soul Arena had a referee. Most of the time, the host doubled as the referee, merely announcing the start and declaring the winner.

Of course, if both sides requested a referee, the Soul Arena would arrange one to oversee the match. Those matches were far more formal.

Dai Mubai and Tang San were somewhat annoyed. The two of them had fought tooth and nail here without drawing any attention, yet that referee had attracted everyone's gaze just by standing there. It was rather uncomfortable.

"Second Soul Skill: Parasitism!"

Dai Mubai had only just broken free of Blue Silver Entanglement when Tang San's Second Soul Skill was already activated before he could make another move.

As Tang San's second soul ring flashed, Dai Mubai was once again wrapped in Blue Silver Grass that seemed to blanket the sky, bundled up like a rice dumpling.

Tang San had actually taken advantage of the moment Dai Mubai was distracted to launch another soul skill. That was a little lacking in martial virtue!

"Tang San, you're very strong. Among Soul Grand Masters, you should have few equals. Unfortunately, I am a Soul Elder with a third soul ring!"

"Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

As Dai Mubai's sole purple soul ring flashed, his body swelled even larger. His golden hair was dyed white, fluttering despite the lack of wind.

With a bang, Dai Mubai violently tore free from the Blue Silver Grass around him. At that moment, he resembled a war god who looked down on all else.

Tang San's expression changed. His worries had come true!

Dai Mubai's third soul skill gave him an overwhelmingly powerful boost. While this skill lasted, Tang San would absolutely be no match for Dai Mubai unless he used hidden weapons.

Just as Tang San was about to take out his hidden weapons and fight Dai Mubai with everything he had, Dai Mubai unexpectedly said, "Tang San, you are an opponent worthy of respect. As a Soul Grandmaster, you forced me to use my third soul skill. You can already be considered the winner."

"I'll give this room to you."

After saying that, Dai Mubai dispelled his Martial Soul Possession. His clothes were now tattered, yet he appeared exceptionally free and easy.

Tang San nodded and silently withdrew his martial soul. "Thank you!"

If he truly fought Dai Mubai to the death, he might not lose, but being seriously injured was certain.

Dai Mubai is someone worth befriending. He does whatever he pleases and is free-spirited.

Tang San thought this to himself. He did not feel that Dai Mubai deserved death simply because he had tried to take their room and fought Tang San.

That was rather novel.

Unlike the original story, Dai Mubai somehow kept feeling a chill down his back. He did not say much more to Tang San, instead hurriedly leaving this troublesome place.

Seeing that Dai Mubai and Tang San had fought to a "draw," the twin sisters showed no particular reaction. Anyone with eyes could tell that Tang San was no match for Dai Mubai. Dai Mubai simply had martial virtue and had not bullied the weak with his strength.

"Young Master Dai, you were so mighty just now!"

This referred to the Soul Arena match just now, not anything else.

The twin sisters each clung to one of Dai Mubai's arms, their gazes practically dripping with affection. It was truly envy-inducing.

Though the two women were not soul masters, they were beauties chosen from a thousand. Among ordinary people, their looks were first-rate.

Dai Mubai smugly wrapped an arm around each of them, smiling as he swept his gaze around and enjoyed the envious stares.

Strange. Where is that chilling feeling down my back coming from?

Dai Mubai thought in confusion.

He looked around but found nothing unusual. Even the Soul Arena referee was merely answering the questions of the young girl beside him now and then.

Wait, there had been two girls beside and behind him just now, right?

Where had the girl dressed in black gone?

Shaking his head, Dai Mubai did not think too much about it. Where she had gone had nothing to do with him.

He should leave first.

"Tang San, perhaps we'll meet again in two or three days."

Dai Mubai spoke as he walked away.

"Oh?"

Tang San froze, not quite understanding what Dai Mubai meant.

"You and that young lady are Soul Grandmaster-level powerhouses at such a young age. Now that you've come to Suotuo City, you must be here to enroll at Shrek Academy."

"I am one of Shrek Academy's current students. I look forward to your arrival!"

"What?"

Tang San's mouth fell slightly open, but he stopped himself from speaking.

Shrek Academy truly lived up to being the academy his teacher had recommended. Any random student was already a monster-level existence.

"Y-Young Master Dai! This..."

"Put it on my tab!"

"Yes, thank you, Young Master Dai! Thank you, Young Master Dai!"

Tang San had just wanted to say something when he saw Dai Mubai already walking far away with the two women in his arms.

"What? A Shrek Academy student? He's just a lecherous tiger! Third Brother, why don't we go back to Notting City instead?"

Xiao Wu said disdainfully on the surface, but inwardly, she was faintly worried.

Even the students were Soul Elder-level powerhouses. Could this so-called Shrek Academy have a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse?

Hearing this, Tang San waved his hand and said indifferently, "Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai merely acts as he pleases and is somewhat flirtatious. His character is still quite good."

"Shrek Academy should be able to give us enough room to grow!"

Seeing Tang San like this, Xiao Wu wanted to say something, but the words would not come out.

They could only take things one step at a time.

Fortunately, Suotuo City was not far from the Star Dou Great Forest. As long as she noticed anything wrong, she could run toward the Star Dou Great Forest.

Ning Rongrong, who was chatting with Neuvillette, brightened when she heard the words Shrek Academy. She had not expected that person just now to be a student of Shrek Academy.

Her expectations for Shrek Academy rose even higher. Causing trouble was Ning Rongrong's favorite thing to do.

As for the "blockhead" before her, Miss Ning had plenty of time. She could wear him down slowly!

After all, he was at the Soul Arena. It was not as though he could run away.

Shrek truly deserved to be called the Monster Academy. Those who came to enroll were all Soul Grandmaster-level monsters...

Wait, something seemed wrong!

Since the ones coming to enroll were all monsters, what did being called monsters have to do with the academy?

Ning Rongrong thought strangely. It was not the academy that raised monsters—it was the monsters who joined the academy...