Flender!

Su Yu stepped forward, his gaze settling on Li Yusong, his tone calm:

"We're here to enroll."

"Enroll?"

Li Yusong looked up and sized up the three before him, his brows unconsciously knitting together.

The young man speaking had already grown tall and straight. He clearly looked older than twelve, evidently beyond the academy's admission age limit.

The woman behind him in the purple gown was even less likely. There was a trace of mature charm between her brows, and she looked to be at least twenty.

By that calculation, the only one who barely qualified was the delicate little girl.

His gaze fell on Ning Rongrong, carrying a hint of confirmation.

"This Young Girl is here to enroll as a student, right?"

"No." Su Yu interrupted, his tone as steady as ever.

"All three of us are here. My sister and I are applying as students, while our elder sister wishes to apply as a teacher at the academy."

"A teacher?"

Li Yusong froze for a moment, then looked up at Zi Ji and swept his eyes over her twice before shaking his head.

"Our academy doesn't need teachers for the time being. As for students, you're over the age limit and don't meet the requirements. The only one who qualifies is this Young Girl."

"Teacher Li, there's no need to speak so hastily."

The corners of Su Yu's lips rose slightly as he turned and gave Zi Ji a meaningful look.

"If my elder sister wishes to remain at Shrek Academy as a teacher, you certainly won't refuse."

Before his words had even faded, faint Soul Power fluctuations rippled around Zi Ji.

With the enhancement of Gu Yuena's Dragon Scale, nine Soul Rings abruptly rose beneath her feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—and the uppermost Soul Ring was crimson as blood, as though it could scorch the air.

"Ti... Titled... Titled Douluo!"

The disdain on Li Yusong's face instantly froze. The next moment, it was as if every bone in his body had been pulled out.

With a thud, he fell from his chair and scrambled backward half a foot on hands and feet, his eyes filled with incredulous terror.

Seeing Li Yusong's stunned expression, Su Yu spoke blandly.

"Well, Teacher? Would Shrek Academy still refuse to let our elder sister teach here?"

Li Yusong's mouth hung open, as though something were lodged in his throat, and he could not force out a single word.

A powerhouse at the Titled Douluo level was lowering herself to become a teacher?

If they refused, the entire continent would probably laugh at Shrek for failing to appreciate the favor.

Just then, a figure descended from the sky like a hawk, landing steadily before them.

The nearby broken stones shook loose and rolled down with rustling sounds, raising a cloud of dust.

A voice came from within the dust.

"Of course not."

The voice was hoarse and weighty, piercing through the haze and falling into everyone's ears.

As the dust gradually settled, a tall, upright man appeared before them.

The Man had a sharp hooked nose and a face as resolute as if carved by a blade. Behind his black-rimmed glasses, his eyes seemed tempered in ice, carrying an appraising gleam.

"Shrek never refuses true powerhouses. May I ask what Your Excellency's title is?"

As if he had found his backbone, Li Yusong hurriedly climbed up from the ground and bowed respectfully to the Man.

"Dean!"

The newcomer was none other than Flender, the Dean of Shrek Academy.

His gaze swept over the lingering afterimages of Zi Ji's Soul Rings, which had yet to fully fade.

The pupils behind his black-rimmed glasses shrank slightly—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red. Such a Soul Ring configuration was exceptional even among Titled Douluo.

He then looked at Zi Ji, his tone growing more solemn.

"It is Shrek's honor that Your Excellency is willing to lower herself."

Zi Ji gave a faint nod. The Soul Power fluctuations around her had quietly withdrawn, leaving behind only an almost imperceptible pressure.

"My title is Purple Prison. I came only to protect my younger brother and sister. I will not interfere with your academy's daily teaching."

Flender smiled, softening his stern features somewhat.

"Shrek may be humble, but it has room for genuine talent. As for these two students..."

His gaze shifted to Su Yu and Ning Rongrong, lingering briefly on Su Yu. Though he felt Su Yu was somewhat older, he said nothing further.

"Since you have come to enroll, you shall be tested according to the rules."

As he spoke, Flender gestured to Li Yusong at the side. Li Yusong hurried over to Su Yu and Ning Rongrong.

"Hold out your wrists and display your Martial Souls!"

With a raise of Su Yu's hand, warm Soul Power flowed from his palm, and the Immortal Slaying Array Diagram quietly emerged.

Four Immortal Swords stood slanted within the ancient formation disc. Their tassels stirred without wind, and faint sword cries echoed. Though it was a tool-type Martial Soul, it carried an oppressive sharpness.

Li Yusong leaned closer, scratching the back of his head as his brows twisted into a knot.

This Martial Soul was certainly strange. A formation disc carrying four swords looked bizarre, yet it somehow exuded a frightening presence. It truly belonged among the ranks of "monsters."

His fingertips rested on Su Yu's wrist. The instant his Soul Power entered, his pupils suddenly contracted.

A moment later, he released Su Yu's wrist. The Doubts on his face were replaced by surprise, followed by a satisfied smile.

"Fifteen... This Soul Power is even more solid than that of my disciple, Dai Mubai."

Though he could not discern the young man's exact Soul Power Level, this restrained yet vast aura alone far surpassed that of Soul Masters his age.

Such talent truly deserved Shrek's title of "monster."

Ning Rongrong also held out her small hand, and the phantom of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda slowly rose from her palm.

The seven-tiered pagoda was exquisite and translucent, flowing with seven-colored radiance. Though it had not fully taken shape, it already gave off the pure aura of Support System Soul Power.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!" Li Yusong's eyes lit up as he cried out in surprise.

"It's the Martial Soul of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! Do your families know you came here?"

Li Yusong's expression changed as he looked at the two of them and spoke sternly.

"Teacher, didn't you say you teach without discrimination? Don't you accept disciples from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Flender stepped forward and looked at Su Yu and Ning Rongrong.

"We do! Of course we do. You've passed this assessment. Wait here for a while and see whether any other students pass as well."

After saying that, Flender said nothing more and sat properly to one side with Li Yusong.

After all, with a Titled Douluo here, they could no longer afford to be lax.

Elsewhere, Dai Mubai leaned his back against a rough wooden post, his knuckles whitening from how tightly he clenched his fists.

Cold Sweat slid down from his temple along his jawline, dripping onto his clothes and staining a small patch dark.

A Titled Douluo!

That voluptuous woman was actually a Titled Douluo standing at the pinnacle of Soul Masters!

He was now thankful that he had not let beauty cloud his mind yesterday. Thinking back on it now, the back of his neck went cold.

If he really had failed to restrain himself and done anything to her, he probably would not have lived to see today's sun.

At that thought, he took a deep breath, trying to calm the wildly pounding heart in his chest.

Yet whenever he recalled the pressure that woman had released so effortlessly, his calves still could not stop trembling.