"Is this the Shrek Seven Devils team? They really are a strange bunch!"
"Poisoning both his teammates and the opposing team to win—how despicable! His Martial Soul is a pig, and he's such a shameless devil farting poison. He's actually fit to be a Soul Master?"
"Shrek? I heard there was a Soul Master Academy called Shrek Academy before. Whether you passed the entrance exam or not, they gave you ten Gold Soul Coins just for signing up!"
"Really? Could that Shrek Academy have something to do with this Shrek Seven Devils team?"
"Aren't they just idiots who give away Gold Soul Coins for free? Shrek must be an academy for idiots! And these Shrek Seven Devils are disgusting."
Some spectators in the stands who had heard about Shrek Academy giving out Gold Soul Coins during recruitment also linked the Shrek Seven Devils team to the academy.
"They're definitely connected. For someone to be a Soul Elder at such a young age, he must be from Shrek Academy!"
"But from the looks of it, doesn't Shrek Academy only produce freaks?"
It was obvious that after the spectators connected the two, Tang San's brain-dead performance and his extremely appalling Martial Soul skill had left them with a terrible impression of Shrek Academy. They had practically ruined the academy's reputation completely.
"Ahem! How can you put it that way? Look, aren't the other six members of the Shrek Seven Devils perfectly normal? Don't blame the entire academy for one Soul Master's personal problems!"
Shen He, who was sitting in the stands, heard the discussion gradually veering off course, shifting from Tang San to the academy as a whole. He could no longer sit still and spoke with great seriousness. After all, he was currently the dean of Shrek Academy, and he did not want Tang San's actions to affect his own image.
"Who are you? Why are you defending that Shrek Academy so much? Judging by how young you are, don't tell me you're from Shrek Academy too?"
The spectators sitting beside Shen He heard what he said and suspiciously glanced at his extremely youthful appearance before making their own guess.
"Did we hit a sore spot?"
"Hmph! I'm not a student of Shrek Academy!"
Shen He answered decisively.
"I'm the dean of Shrek Academy!"
After hearing Shen He's words, the few people who had been speaking burst into even louder laughter.
"Hahahaha, you claim to be the dean of Shrek Academy at your age? Then I'm the pope of Spirit Hall!"
"Hey, hey, brother, that boast of yours is a little off. Even your gender is wrong!"
"What's the matter? Since he can say that, why can't I be the pope?"
A female Soul Master wearing a veil, seated near the edge of the stands, heard the commotion around Shen He. She curiously glanced at the spectator who had claimed to be the pope of Spirit Hall, then withdrew her gaze as if she had lost interest.
"These days, I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but someone always forces me to prove myself. What a headache!"
Shen He sighed dramatically, then stretched the muscles and bones he had left motionless for so long.
"Now it's fine. I'm coming clean! I'm done pretending! I really am the dean of Shrek Academy!"
"In a moment, I'll go down there and prove it to you. I'll also tell you not to casually attribute one Soul Master's freakish personal behavior to the entire group!"
With that, Shen He left the stands and headed straight for the registration area of the Great Soul Arena. Seeing his imposing manner, the female Soul Master who had originally intended to leave sat back down. She seemed to want to see whether Shen He was really what he claimed to be.
"I didn't expect to encounter something this interesting on a trip out. Shrek Academy? I seem to remember it from somewhere."
"Arrange a Soul Battle for me! I want to fight two people! Don't worry about levels. Bring out the strongest Soul Master combination you have here!"
The Soul Master in charge of registration at the Great Soul Arena looked troubled when he heard Shen He's request and immediately planned to report it to the person in charge of Suotuo City.
"Please wait a moment. With my rank, I can't arrange a match like this. I'll have to ask the higher-ups for instructions."
After saying that, the registration officer quickly left. Moments later, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties strode toward Shen He.
"Hello, I'm the supervisor in charge of this area. My surname is Ao. You can call me Director Ao."
The middle-aged man who called himself Director Ao did not look down on Shen He because of his young appearance. Instead, his attitude was extremely cordial.
"Are you certain you want us to arrange a one-against-two Soul Battle against a Soul Master combination with no level restrictions? The strongest Soul Master combination we have possesses the strength of Soul Ancestors!"
"Then I'll take them!"
Shen He did not care after hearing Director Ao's words. With his strength, dealing with Soul Ancestors would be effortless.
After all, he had already been able to fight Zhao Wuji relying on his own strength. His current power far surpassed what it had been when he was a Soul Grandmaster, so dealing with a few Soul Ancestors would be a piece of cake.
"All right. I'll arrange it for you immediately."
Seeing Shen He's confidence, Director Ao said nothing more. He merely waved at several staff members nearby, signaling them to hurry and make the arrangements.
A one-against-two battle with no restrictions on strength and plenty of spectacle was extremely rare. Just opening the betting pool would bring the Great Soul Arena, as the bookmaker, a considerable income. Shen He's age could also be used to attract attention, so how could they refuse? As for whether Shen He lived or died, that naturally fell outside their responsibility.
The Great Soul Arena was highly efficient. The battle was arranged in less than half an hour. The timing was perfect as well: the members of Shrek had mostly recovered from Tang San's poison and could make it in time for this special lesson hosted by Dean Shen He.
"Damn, he really wasn't boasting! He's actually going to prove himself by fighting two people!"
"That's the strongest Soul Battle combination in Suotuo City! The Molten Rock Combination has an incredibly powerful Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Can this kid beat them?"
"How strong can he be at his age? A Soul Elder at most, right? A Soul Grandmaster? And there are two of them? Isn't this just suicide?"
"To be willing to throw away his life for his reputation, Shrek Academy isn't that bad after all! Looks like that devil farting poison really has a personal character problem!"
When the spectators saw Shen He walk toward the Soul Battle stage without the slightest fear, the mood in the stands changed at once.
After the host gave an impassioned introduction to heat up the atmosphere, the Molten Rock Combination officially appeared before Shen He. They were a pair consisting of a red-haired middle-aged man and a burly black-haired man.
When the two saw Shen He's age, they froze for a moment. They had thought the person challenging them would be some kind of powerful expert, but at a glance, he was just a little brat.
"Kid, having courage is a good thing, but aren't you just looking to die?"
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