Shrek's Thick Skin Is the Norm

A troublemaker, if used well, could be sharper than any sword.

Shrek Academy was called the Monster Academy not only because of its harsh entrance tests, but also because of its teachers' strict instruction.

Shrek Academy had seen troublemakers like Ye Ping'an before, yet in the end, hadn't they all had their rough edges ground away and grown into outstanding Spirit Masters?

Zhao Wuji believed that as long as he trained him properly, this boy named Ye Ping'an would eventually submit.

It was good for young people to be high-spirited, but going too far was his fault.

Tang San and Xiao Wu had known and accompanied each other for six years. Their hearts were connected, so there was no need for any last-minute tactical discussion.

Seeing the three people opposite them failing to cooperate harmoniously, the two exchanged smiles. It seemed this battle would not be difficult.

The victor would soon be decided, and the battle would surely end quickly.

After one incense stick's time had passed, Ning Rongrong took the field with a pout. Her eyes shifted slyly as she gave Ye Tianxing, standing before her, a sinister smile. "You don't like me, do you? Just wait. I won't be supporting you in the battle later! Just wait for Tang San and Xiao Wu to beat you flat and make you lose all face!"

Ye Tianxing said nothing. Impatiently, he picked at his ear, then brushed the dust from beneath his feet, paying Ning Rongrong's threat no mind at all.

"Just you wait!" Ning Rongrong gritted her silver teeth.

Once a spoiled young lady threw a tantrum, no one could soothe her.

"This..."

Zhu Zhuqing could not help growing worried. When she had first registered, she had witnessed Ye Ping'an's strength. She firmly believed that with proper cooperation, defeating the Tang San and Xiao Wu duo before them would not be a problem.

But now, Ning Rongrong refused to cooperate, Ye Ping'an was a troublemaker, and she was caught in the middle, not knowing how to persuade them.

"They're already fighting among themselves before the battle has even begun. Brother, it looks like we've got this in the bag." Xiao Wu found it unbearably boring. She had thought she would get a good fight, but before she could even make a move, the other side had already defeated itself.

"Xiao Wu, don't let your guard down." Tang San transmitted through Soul Power. "Dai Mubai told us to be careful of that Ye Ping'an."

"What's there to fear? Can't the two of us handle him?"

"Just now, he defeated Dai Mubai." Tang San's expression turned grave as two hundred-year Spirit Rings slowly rose beneath his feet.

With that one sentence, Xiao Wu instantly understood how difficult the person before them was to deal with. Like Tang San, as her Spirit Rings appeared, she immediately set her sights on Ye Ping'an.

Ye Tianxing faced the two as they readied themselves, nodding inwardly in satisfaction. Now that's more like it. Looks like this battle won't be too boring.

Two hundred-year Spirit Rings lit up beneath Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's feet. A pagoda flashing with seven-colored radiance appeared in Ning Rongrong's palm. She looked like a celestial maiden descending to earth, her entire body radiating nobility.

"That is the continent's number one support martial spirit, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"

Tang San was astonished. He had only heard of this martial spirit from his teacher, Yu Xiaogang. He had not expected to see it for the first time today.

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her body as long, slender black claws extended from all ten fingers. Her amber eyes remained fixed on Xiao Wu's movements.

This battle was extremely important to Zhu Zhuqing. It was not merely for victory and admission into Shrek Academy, but also to show Dai Mubai.

As for Dai Mubai, his expression was solemn, his eyes holding half concern and half apprehension.

His concern was for what he would do if Zhu Zhuqing got hurt.

His apprehension was that if even Tang San and Xiao Wu together could not defeat Ye Ping'an, then Shrek Academy would truly be turned upside down.

"Are both sides ready?"

Zhao Wuji lay back leisurely, rocking in his chair as he waved a large hand.

"The spirit battle begins!"

"Blue Silver Grass Entanglement!"

Tang San made the first move. Three Blue Silver Grass vines as thick as bowls burst from the ground and shot toward Ye Ping'an, seeking to bind him. He intended to restrict Ye Ping'an's movements and create an opportunity for Xiao Wu to use the Eight-Stage Tumbling Skill.

Xiao Wu immediately understood. Her lively eyes closely tracked every change in the battle. Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing had somehow appeared before Xiao Wu like a black shadow. Before the speed-renowned Hell Spirit Cat martial spirit, Xiao Wu's rabbit was still slightly inferior.

"First Soul Skill, Hell Stab!"

Zhu Zhuqing's hands continuously slashed through the air before Xiao Wu. Accompanied by piercing winds, their afterimages left three claw marks on Xiao Wu's clothes, exposing the faintly reddened pale skin beneath.

Xiao Wu gritted her teeth through the pain, her eyes turning slightly red as she looked toward Tang San. Sure enough, the instant Tang San saw Xiao Wu injured, he exploded.

The Blue Silver Grass resembled wild, writhing serpents. As Tang San moved his palms, they surged and rolled up and down, thick Blue Silver Grass vines winding toward Ye Tianxing one after another.

But just as Tang San intended to use them to fling Ye Ping'an into the air, sword qi like crashing waves suddenly surged around Ye Tianxing. Wherever the sword qi passed, the vines were cut into more than a dozen pieces and fell to the ground.

"He can release such sharp sword qi without even drawing his sword. He really does have the right to be proud." Zhao Wuji was very curious about Ye Ping'an. Had he taught himself, or had he received the guidance of a famous master?

Rumor has it that the Seven Star Sword martial spirit produced a Titled Douluo known as Sword a thousand years ago. After all this time, could this Ye Ping'an be that Titled Douluo's descendant? Zhao Wuji mused inwardly. As a Spirit Master, there was nothing unreasonable about inheriting martial spirits.

"First Soul Skill, Great River Flows East."

Sword qi streamed forth like a silken ribbon. Holding the Seven Star Sword, Ye Tianxing slipped through the gaps between the Blue Silver Grass released by Tang San, then raised his sword high and brought it down toward Tang San's head!

The instant the Seven Star Sword fell, an unexpected change occurred in the arena. An inexplicable pressure descended across the field, making Ye Tianxing's body stiffen. Yet he was not affected in the slightest, only looking at Zhao Wuji in confusion.

"How can a Spirit Master battle allow others to interfere? Isn't Mr. Zhao Wuji being a little too shameless?"

Faced with Ye Tianxing's accusation, Zhao Wuji did not think he had gone too far. Instead, he replied confidently, "Don't forget, I hold the authority over this battle. I originally intended to fight you myself. But to give you the chance to learn about each other, I had Tang San and Xiao Wu take my place."

Zhao Wuji neither blushed nor felt guilty. Having spent so long with Flender, his skin had grown far thicker than before.

After hearing that, Ye Tianxing had nothing to say to Zhao Wuji.

In his previous life, when he had read the novel, he had thought the people of Shrek Academy led by Flender were exceptionally shameless. Now, he had finally seen it for himself.

Tang San's back was already soaked in cold sweat. His brows were tightly furrowed. Without realizing it, he had nearly been struck down by Ye Ping'an's Seven Star Sword.

He did not even have time to turn the Blue Silver Grass into a shield. Now, he understood Dai Mubai's warning to be careful. This Ye Ping'an absolutely could not be underestimated.

On the other side, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's contest continued.