Tang San's Haughty Beginning and Respectful End Were Truly Laughable

"Shameless beyond belief."

Lu Qibin was so angry he laughed.

"I'm not giving it to you. What can you do about it?"

Tang San looked utterly fearless.

Even if his opponent was a Soul Ancestor, he was confident he could escape using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

If he wanted to leave, who could stop him?

Lu Qibin gave a cold snort.

Six soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—slowly rose from beneath his feet.

"If you can't produce that compensation, don't even think about leaving here today!"

He could not remember how long it had been since he had last fought at Shrek Academy.

Today, Tang San had forced him to make a move for the first time.

Two black and two white chess pieces descended around Tang San from four directions, forming a prison-like cage.

Tang San's body suddenly trembled.

"A Soul Emperor!"

And a control-type Soul Emperor at that!

He always remembered Yu Xiaogang's teachings:

More soul rings and spirit bones—fight with everything you have. Fewer soul rings and spirit bones—turn and run.

But the odds of escaping from a Soul Emperor were practically nonexistent.

Tang San immediately changed his tune and respectfully bowed.

"Honored Soul Emperor, I was wrong."

"I'll compensate you immediately."

Tang San swiftly took out a bag of Gold Soul Coins and tossed it to Lu Qibin.

Lu Qibin weighed the money pouch in his hand.

"Haughty at first and respectful afterward. It truly makes one laugh to think of it."

"Scram."

He withdrew his Martial Soul, and the four chess pieces restraining Tang San vanished as well.

Without another word, Tang San turned and ran, heading straight out of Shrek Academy.

Plot alteration successful. Tang San has been expelled from Shrek Academy by Lu Qibin. Reward: the daily limit of three opportunities to alter one character has been upgraded to altering two characters.

The exchange shop has slightly reduced its restrictions. The enhancement for altering the number of characters per modification opportunity has been raised to two.

Two system notifications suddenly appeared in Ye Fan's mind.

Ye Fan had not expected that he had done almost nothing.

Yet the plot had changed so drastically.

He had originally been wondering what Tang San would do when he fought Zhao Wuji later without the Dragon Beard Needle to break through his defenses.

Turns out he had worried for nothing.

He had thought too much on Tang San's behalf.

He really was such a good person.

Tang San had been eliminated in the second test.

Being able to alter two characters was an enormous improvement.

It gave him far, far more room to work with.

The one-character restriction had ultimately been too limiting.

Although it did not increase his Soul Power,

Ye Fan was extremely satisfied with this reward.

"I'll take you to the fourth test."

Dai Mubai was somewhat disappointed by Tang San's departure.

He reminded the others before leading them toward the location of the fourth test.

As they walked, the place still looked like nothing more than a run-down village.

There was not the slightest sign of an academy.

"So where exactly is our academy?"

Xiao Wu asked curiously.

"You're already inside the academy."

Ning Rongrong stared wide-eyed. "This rundown place is it?"

Dai Mubai smiled and explained the various details of Shrek Academy.

These four would become his juniors sooner or later.

Anyone whose Soul Power exceeded rank twenty-five at the age of twelve would be accepted.

Even if they lacked combat awareness, they could still be trained.

As long as they had enough talent, everything was negotiable.

"We're here."

Dai Mubai stopped.

They had arrived at another open space. It was much smaller than the area for the second test, only around two hundred square meters.

A middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties sat dozing in a chair.

"Teacher Zhao, I've brought people for the fourth test."

"Hm? More people have reached the fourth test this year? And there are four of them?"

Zhao Wuji opened his bleary eyes and looked at the four young men and women before him in surprise.

He looked as though he had encountered something utterly unbelievable.

Dai Mubai continued.

"Not only have all four of them reached the fourth test, they were also exempted from both the second and third tests."

Zhao Wuji's eyes immediately lit up, and he rose from his chair.

He was not tall, and his features were ordinary. Yet he looked incredibly sturdy.

At a glance, he was simply a burly, powerful man.

Just standing there, he exuded an overwhelming sense of pressure.

"Not bad, not bad."

"As long as you pass my test, you'll officially become members of Shrek Academy."

"My test is actual combat."

"This time, I'll personally have some fun with you."

"I'll give you one incense stick's worth of time to get to know one another."

"Once the incense burns out, the test begins."

"If you can hold out against my attacks for one incense stick's worth of time, you'll pass."

"Teacher Zhao, isn't this a little inappropriate?" Dai Mubai said hesitantly.

"It should be my turn to take action."

Zhao Wuji glared at him.

"The dean isn't here, so I'm in charge. If you want to fight, come find me later for practical combat training."

He reached out with his right hand, and an incense stick appeared in his grasp.

With a gentle pinch, he relit the incense.

With a flick of his wrist, the incense shot into the ground like a javelin.

"Little Dai, tell them about my strength so they can prepare themselves."

After saying that, Zhao Wuji returned to his chair and basked in the sun.

"Come over here."

Dai Mubai quickly gathered the group together.

"If the opponent were me, it would be manageable. But if it's Teacher Zhao, then you're in trouble."

Xiao Wu smiled. "Could this Teacher Zhao also be a Soul Emperor-level expert like the teacher at the entrance?"

Dai Mubai shook his head. "No. He's a Soul Saint."

"Forget the four of you. Even if you added me, we might not be able to withstand one incense stick's worth of time against him."

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing's pupils suddenly contracted.

A Soul Saint!

The gap in Soul Power was actually this immense.

Dai Mubai quickly gave them an overview of Zhao Wuji's situation.

"If you get to know each other and coordinate well, you might have a chance."

"Though more importantly, pray for yourselves."

Ye Fan was the first to speak.

"Ye Fan. Tool Martial Soul: Plants vs. Zombies Encyclopedia. Rank thirty-five Summoning-type Soul Master."

With that one sentence, everyone except Xiao Wu was stunned.

Their expressions were identical.

"A Summoning-type Soul Master?"

"What's that?"

Even Ning Rongrong, who was widely knowledgeable, had never heard of it.

Ye Fan casually explained.

"I can summon various plants and zombies to help me fight. They possess all sorts of abilities, including offense, defense, control, and support."

Zhu Zhuqing could not help but ask.

"There's actually such an overpowered Martial Soul?"

"Its abilities are far too comprehensive."

At this point, no one thought Ye Fan was talking nonsense, but they were all deeply shocked.

The three of them also introduced themselves and temporarily settled on a plan.

Xiao Wu would lead the offense, Zhu Zhuqing would harass from the flank, and Ning Rongrong would provide support.

Ye Fan...

Would adapt to the situation.

The incense quickly burned out, and Zhao Wuji's booming voice rang out. "Are you ready?"

"The battle begins!"