A Man Like a God

"What... about the others?"

Only after a long while did Meng Shenji ask curiously, his gaze falling on Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and the others. Shrewd as he was, he knew Flender had only presented Tang San and the other two. Therefore, those people, having been trained by Xiao Han, must have their own extraordinary qualities as well.

Meng Shenji had already made up his mind. Even if the remaining few had no particular strengths, he would still agree to Flender's request and form a partnership with Shrek Academy.

"Ning Rongrong, Oscar, you should show them as well. Let them see what kind of transformation Xiao Han has brought you," Flender said, delight filling his heart as he took in the expressions of Meng Shenji and the other two.

"Yes, Dean!"

"Yes, Dean!"

Oscar was relatively reserved, but Ning Rongrong was far bolder. Her gaze landed on the short and stout Bai Baoshan as she said, "Senior, would you care to play with the two of us?"

"Sure." Bai Baoshan stepped forward in surprise, curiosity clear in his eyes. "How do you intend to play?"

"We won't use our martial souls. We'll launch one attack against you. Senior, please use your martial soul," Ning Rongrong said mischievously.

"No need. Come at me with all you have." As a towering figure among defensive martial souls, Bai Baoshan would be laughed to death if he used his martial soul against two juniors. Besides, Ning Rongrong had clearly stated that they would not use theirs.

"Then this junior will make her move."

Ning Rongrong exchanged a glance with Oscar. After seeing Bai Baoshan nod, they stomped their feet hard. The ground immediately cracked, and the two shot forward like black shadows.

"Oh, they've got some skill." Bai Baoshan's expression sharpened as he silently noted