A Lesson

Any intelligent genius Soul Master would understand Shrek Academy's true nature after seeing its facilities and teaching staff, and naturally would not continue wasting time here.

Occasionally, some geniuses who were not quite sharp enough might be attracted by Shrek Academy's unconventional methods and join the academy.

But unfortunately, Shrek Academy's educational methods were far too brutal. Even geniuses might not be able to endure them. Only a very small number could ultimately graduate from Shrek Academy; the rest were either ruined or killed by the academy's antics, or came to their senses midway through and withdrew.

Since Shrek Academy had been founded, the total number of graduates had only been around a dozen.

Such results were simply nothing to boast about. If this vicious cycle continued, coupled with Shrek Academy's dean, Flender, constantly fantasizing about rising to the top in one step and immersing himself in his own world, utterly unwilling to change, Shrek Academy would naturally only decline further. By now, the total number of students and teachers in the school did not even exceed ten.

Come to think of it, if Shrek Academy had not encountered Tang San, the Child of the World, and benefited from Tang San's Protagonist Halo, then Shrek Academy truly would have had no ending other than closure.

Li Ang truly had no favorable impression of a school like this. It had nothing, yet aimed absurdly high all day long, fantasizing about impractical things. It was practically living in a dream.

After hearing Li Ang's fair assessment, the tiny bit of goodwill Zhu Zhuqing had only just developed toward Shrek Academy quickly vanished.

Of course, although she disliked the school, Zhu Zhuqing had no other choice. She could only maintain her aloof ice-queen persona, accept Li Yusong's test expressionlessly, and then follow Dai Mubai into Shrek Academy.

Along the way, Dai Mubai tried hard to explain that what had happened before was all a misunderstanding and wanted to reconcile with Zhu Zhuqing. However, Zhu Zhuqing ignored him completely. She did not say a single word the entire time, as cold as an iceberg.

Of course, though she said nothing, Zhu Zhuqing's gaze at Dai Mubai was filled with disgust, as if the thing beside her were a pile of shit.

Dai Mubai was not someone with a good temper either. Besides being a scumbag, he also had serious violent tendencies—a textbook domestic abuser.

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing remained silent, Dai Mubai grew increasingly irritable and snarled, "I've already explained myself. What else do you want? Say something!"

"Nothing. I just think you're disgusting." This time, Zhu Zhuqing did speak. She glared coldly at Dai Mubai and bluntly voiced her true feelings.

After saying that, Zhu Zhuqing intended to leave directly.

"Stop right there!" Those words instantly ignited Dai Mubai's fury. After roaring, he suddenly raised his right hand, intense white light flickering in his palm.

"You want to fight me?" At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing abruptly stopped. She looked at Dai Mubai with utter disdain and sneered, "Are you capable of that?"

At the same time, Li Ang's voice sounded in Zhu Zhuqing's mind. "Good disciple, hand control of your body to your master. With your strength and combat experience, dealing with him would still be difficult. Let your master teach this brat a lesson!"

Li Ang was telling the truth. Even after obtaining her Second Soul Spirit, it would still be very difficult for Zhu Zhuqing to confront Dai Mubai head-on when his Soul Power was a full ten levels higher than hers.

However, with Li Ang, this portable old grandpa, dealing with one Dai Mubai was no trouble at all.

Although Li Ang could not directly increase Zhu Zhuqing's strength, if he controlled her body, she would be able to display the combat awareness of a Titled Douluo.

Before the system came online, due to disadvantages in age, Soul Spirit, Soul Rings, and other aspects, Li Ang's raw strength truly ranked near the bottom among Titled Douluo.

However, in terms of combat awareness, Li Ang could be considered outstanding among Titled Douluo.

After graduating from the Soul Master academy back then, Li Ang began working as a mercenary, a profession with enormous risks but excellent earning potential.

Starting as an ordinary mercenary, he gradually rose step by step, founded the Black Beast Mercenary Group, ran for president of the Mercenary Association, and later even took the opportunity to establish his own kingdom.

Every step had been accompanied by countless battles and bloodshed. Therefore, Li Ang was still very confident in combat.

His raw strength might have been at the bottom among Titled Douluo, but in a true fight to the death, Li Ang would not fear any Titled Douluo below the level of a Super Douluo.

And if his underhanded fighting style were added to the equation, Li Ang would have a high chance of killing even a level ninety-five or ninety-six Super Douluo by trickery. Of course, if he made a mistake, Li Ang could just as easily be beaten to death in return.

While Li Ang spoke with Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai, who had already been on the verge of erupting, was finally pushed completely over the edge by Zhu Zhuqing's final remark.

Anger thoroughly devoured his reason. With a tiger's roar, Dai Mubai activated his Soul Spirit Avatar and lunged at Zhu Zhuqing.

After activating his Soul Spirit Avatar, Dai Mubai looked especially ferocious and burly. Compared to him, Zhu Zhuqing appeared so delicate and frail that under the overwhelming pressure of his Soul Power, she seemed as though she might shatter at any moment.

Yet in the next instant, Zhu Zhuqing's aura suddenly changed.

The corners of Zhu Zhuqing's mouth curled slightly into a strange smile, and then her figure vanished from where she stood.

Zhu Zhuqing did not dodge. Instead, she darted toward Dai Mubai, as though she were throwing herself into a trap.

However, in the next moment, the two passed by one another.

Zhu Zhuqing had indeed charged into Dai Mubai, but they made contact for only an instant before her body slipped past him with incredible fluidity.

Dai Mubai, on the other hand, crashed to the ground in the next instant. Clutching his chest, he let out a piercing scream.

Upon closer inspection, one would discover that a strange-looking dagger was embedded in his chest. It did not seem to be made of steel; rather, it looked more like it had been crafted from the fang of some beast. The dagger was mainly white, yet streaked with red and black patterns.

To be honest, the dagger had not truly pierced Dai Mubai's body. It had merely left a wound on his chest. For a Soul Master, it should have been nothing more than a superficial injury.