"Nooo!"
Although Tang San resisted with all his might, Flender was a Soul Sage of the agility type. How could Tang San possibly stop him?
His pants dropped to the ground in an instant, leaving Tang San and his little Tang San completely exposed in front of everyone.
Flender swept his eyes over them, sighed, and withdrew his hand.
"All right, you pass!"
Tang San froze when he heard this. Wasn't he supposed to touch my butt to test my bone age? How did I pass just like that?
You bastard! You only wanted to pull down my pants in front of all these people, didn't you?
"Teacher, you didn't even touch me. How did you determine that I'm not yet thirteen?" Tang San couldn't help asking indignantly.
Flender looked at Tang San with pity and said, "Everyone already understands. Must you really make me say it out loud?"
Tang San stubbornly shook his head. "No! You have to say it!"
"Even after going into the city to eat fried silkworm pupae, I've never seen such a tiny, delicate specimen." Flender shook his head. "Don't tell me you're under thirteen. Even if you said you were three, I'd believe you."
The onlookers nodded repeatedly as well. This child wasn't just ugly—he was actually useless down there, too.
God had truly closed the door on him, then sealed the windows shut with steel plates. He was a complete waste!
When Tang San heard this, his young face instantly turned red with rage!
He glared furiously at Flender in front of him. How dare this man publicly humiliate him? This man was simply courting death!
Flender didn't notice Tang San's gaze and instead said, "All right, show us your Martial Souls."
Xiao Wu chuckled. A faint red glow lit up around her body, and her eyes turned red as well.
Her ears slowly lengthened, rising from the sides of her head with soft white fur and becoming a standard pair of rabbit ears.
After using Martial Soul Possession, Xiao Wu seemed to grow a little taller. A gentle aura of Soul Power rippled faintly around her body.
Two bright yellow Hundred Year Soul Rings coiled upward from beneath Xiao Wu's feet, displaying the strength of a Soul Grandmaster.
Her long rabbit ears, watery eyes, slender legs, and narrow waist instantly left all the men present staring dumbfoundedly.
Xiao Wu gave a charming smile and asked Flender, "Teacher, did I pass?"
Flender nodded with a hearty laugh. "Not bad. You really are a Little Monster. You pass."
Then his gaze shifted to Tang San, and his expression was no longer as amiable. He said indifferently, "Your turn. Release your Martial Soul!"
[At Flender's request, Tang San released his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.]
"If I changed Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul a little, I should be able to gain quite a bit of experience, right?"
Shen He rubbed his chin. With a thought, he changed the "grass" into a "pig"!
Blue Silver Pig Martial Soul!
Tang San extended his right hand, preparing to summon his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.
A blue light flashed, and Tang San suddenly felt a terrifying weight descend on his right arm, pressing him directly onto the ground.
Tang San shifted his gaze in confusion, only to discover that a... pig was sitting on his right arm.
This pig was over a foot long. Unlike a normal pig, its entire body was the same blue as Blue Silver Grass, with patterns resembling Blue Silver Grass branches and leaves spreading all over it.
Even the pig's tail was a Blue Silver Grass vine, swishing back and forth without pause.
"Oink, oink, oink!"
The little pig didn't seem shy at all. It wagged its tail as it ran over to Tang San and affectionately nudged his trouser leg twice with its snout.
Xiao Wu:
Flender:
The surrounding students and parents:
"This pig is your Martial Soul?" Flender suddenly froze, then his eyes lit up. "I understand now. You must be the disciple Xiaogang mentioned in his letter, right?"
"No wonder he took you as his disciple. You and your master truly come from the same lineage!"
Tang San stood up and looked at the Blue Silver Pig, which was biting its own tail and spinning in circles. He frantically shook his head. "No, this is absolutely impossible."
"My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. How could it possibly be this pig?"
However, the connection between a Martial Soul and its Soul Master couldn't be faked. He could clearly sense that his Martial Soul was the pig in front of him.
"I'm dreaming. This has to be a dream, right?"
"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"
Tang San shook his head repeatedly in disbelief. Then, he suddenly began slapping his own face with both hands, alternating from side to side.
Xiao Wu was shocked and hurriedly stopped him. "Third Brother, don't do this! It hurts me to see you like this!"
"When you're hurt, I feel the pain in my heart. How can you hurt yourself like this?"
Amid the rich aroma of tea, Dai Mubai also stepped forward with a shocked expression and spoke into Flender's ear.
"Dean, something's wrong. I fought Tang San yesterday. His Martial Soul should have been Blue Silver Grass, shouldn't it?"
Flender's pupils contracted slightly. "Are you sure?"
Dai Mubai nodded firmly. "Absolutely."
"I see. Could it be a Martial Soul mutation?" Flender adjusted his glasses as he spoke.
"A mutation that happened overnight. That's very fast, but we don't know yet whether it's a beneficial mutation or a harmful one."
"Dean, this doesn't look like a mutation. It's practically a perversion!" Dai Mubai's mouth twitched. "I've heard of plant people, but plant pigs? I've really never seen anything like this!"
"Sigh, whether it's Blue Silver Grass or Blue Silver Pig, since he's Xiaogang's disciple, let him enroll." Flender rubbed his brow helplessly.
"Xiaogang's Martial Soul already looks like that. I never thought his disciple would turn out the same way. What is this? Did I fall into a pigpen?"
"Look! That person's Martial Soul is actually a pig!"
"That pig even has tattoos. What does that mean? Is it in a gang?"
"Those look like Blue Silver Grass patterns, don't they? Could this Martial Soul be called Blue Silver Pig?"
"Hahaha! I can't take it anymore! This is killing me! I'm laughing to tears!"
When they saw Tang San's Martial Soul, the crowd of onlookers immediately burst into laughter, pointing at Tang San nonstop.
Poor Tang San stood at the very center of everyone's ridicule, his face flushed so red it looked ready to drip blood.
"Shut up! What are you laughing at? What's so funny?!"
Standing behind Tang San, Shen He suppressed the upward curve of his lips with all his might and said, "Tang San, please try to understand. Everyone here is a Soul Master who has received a professional education. No matter how funny something is, we would never laugh."
Hearing Shen He's words, Tang San's expression finally relaxed somewhat.
Yet Shen He suddenly added another sentence.
"Unless we can't hold it in."
"Pfft!"
This time, even Flender, Dai Mubai, and Xiao Wu finally couldn't hold back their laughter.
The entrance to Shrek Academy became a sea of joy. Some people with particularly low thresholds for laughter even clutched their stomachs and rolled around on the ground.
As the academy's dean, Flender naturally had excellent control over his expression. He stopped laughing after a short while.
Regardless of the other factors, Tang San and Xiao Wu's talents were both quite good.
Their Soul Grandmaster cultivation and two Hundred Year Soul Rings represented sufficient strength. They had already met the standard for passing.
Flender pointed at Tang San and Xiao Wu. "Mubai, take them inside!"
"Yes." Dai Mubai nodded.
The next person to be tested was naturally Shen He. Tang San didn't hurry to leave, however. Instead, he glared at Shen He with resentment.
That brat had laughed the happiest of all just now. If he failed the entrance test, Tang San would definitely laugh at him in return!
Flender pressed Shen He's arm and nodded in satisfaction.
"Very firm muscles. You have a solid foundation, and your bone age is suitable as well. Summon your Martial Soul."
[At Flender's request, Shen He summoned his Body Martial Soul.]
After thinking for a moment, Shen He changed "body" into "Sacred Body" with a thought.
"Roar!"
Golden Blood Qi boiled like an ocean, surging out of Shen He's body in an instant before transforming into a dragon-shaped form that shot into the sky.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Every heartbeat sounded like a divine drum, shaking everyone's eardrums until they buzzed. It was utterly terrifying.
Shen He's eyes were slightly closed as he stood motionless. Yet the black robes around his body fluttered wildly without any wind, whipping through the air.
His disheveled hair danced in the air. His body was like multicolored glass, clear and flawless, while the energy of heaven and earth transformed into divine radiance that washed over his flesh.
He looked like a god who had descended from the Ninth Heaven into the mortal world!
An unparalleled ancient physique—the supreme Sacred Body!
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