Douluo Peerless: Time Travel to the Past, Qian Renxue Begs to be Carried
Chapter 23

The Stunned Crowd

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It wasn't just the registration teacher who was dumbfounded. The new students waiting in line behind them were just as stunned, and Tang Ya and Bei Bei also looked shocked. Only Qian Renxue knew how much pain Huo Yuhao had endured to achieve what he had today.

"Looks like the academy will have another little monster this year." The teacher in charge of registration shook his head with a smile.

"The registration fee is ten Gold Soul Coins."

"I left my money behind when I went out. I only brought some gold with me. Would it be possible to exchange this?" Huo Yuhao took out a gold brick and set it on the desk.

The registration teacher's eye twitched violently, but he still asked a specialist to cut off an equivalent amount of gold to cover Huo Yuhao's registration fee.

The currency from Ten Thousand Years Ago was completely different from the currency used today. Qian Renxue had plenty of Gold Soul Coins on her, but they were all antiques, so she had no choice but to melt some of them down.

"There's just one final requirement. Please show us your letter of recommendation."

"Letter of recommendation?"

Now it was Huo Yuhao's turn to be dumbfounded. Then he suddenly understood. The Huo Yuyao from the original story had been admitted using a Tang Sect exemption slot that Bei Bei had arranged for him. This time, Huo Yuhao really didn't have anything.

But that wouldn't stump him. Huo Yuyao remembered someone named Mo Xuan from the original story. His Martial Soul had an incredibly powerful, wide-area support ability, and he had been admitted by special exception.

"The academy requires a letter of recommendation for admission—" The registration teacher's expression stiffened. He realized he couldn't move. Not only that, but Tang Ya, Bei Bei, and everyone within a hundred meters of them had also frozen.

Huo Yuhao slowly stood up. A white, purple, and black Soul Ring appeared beneath his feet, leaving many of the onlookers utterly astonished.

Huo Yuhao withdrew his Time Eye Martial Soul, and only then could everyone move again. But the looks they gave him now could only be described as if they were looking at a monster.

Huo Yuhao said calmly, "My Body Martial Soul is my eyes. It's primarily attuned to time and spiritual power. At most, I can stop time for three seconds within a radius of two thousand meters. If it's in a straight line, the range can reach three thousand three hundred meters. But doing that would consume a great deal of my Soul Power."

"Please wait. I'll immediately ask the academy's leadership to come over." The registration teacher promptly stood up and hurried off.

A Body Martial Soul, dual time and spiritual attributes, level thirty-three Soul Power at eleven years old, and a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring—an academy could search high and low and still never find a student like this.

Qian Renxue watched the registration teacher hurry away, then lightly patted Huo Yuhao on the shoulder and smiled. "You've really stolen the show this time."

"I couldn't help it. I really did forget the letter of recommendation. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had to go to all this trouble." Huo Yuhao couldn't help feeling helpless.

At that moment, Huo Yuhao had become the center of attention.

"Eleven years old, level thirty-three, and he even has a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! I wish he belonged to my Tang Sect!" Tang Ya gazed at Huo Yuhao with undisguised longing, practically drooling.

"Come on, Xiao Ya. We should hurry back to the academy and report in." After saying goodbye to Huo Yuhao and Qian Renxue, Bei Bei dragged the covetous Tang Ya into the academy.

A certain office in Shrek Academy's Outer Court.

Two elderly men sat on a sofa. Du Weilun held a list of this year's new students and remarked with a sigh, "He really is worthy of being the White Tiger Duke's son. He's a three-ring Soul Master before the age of twelve, and his achievements already far surpass those of his Ancestor, the foremost member of the Shrek Seven Devils."

"This one is rather interesting. Wang Dong, Martial Soul: Light Goddess Butterfly... Gender: male?" Yan Shaozhe wore a meaningful smile.

"Dean, this year's students are far more talented than usual. But having Zhou Yi teach New Student Class One—isn't that a little..." Du Weilun trailed off.

Zhou Yi's temper was famous throughout Shrek Academy. She had expelled dozens of students, if not a hundred, but without exception, every student who managed to graduate from her class was outstanding. It was a very strange phenomenon.

"If you don't weather the storm, you'll never see the rainbow." After saying this, Yan Shaozhe set down the student files in his hand and was about to leave when someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," Du Weilun said.

"Dean, Director of Instruction." The registration teacher closed the door behind him.

"Teacher Zheng Zhan, aren't you in charge of registering new students? What brings you here?" Du Weilun asked.

"Dean, Director of Instruction, there's a student with a very unusual ability. I can't make the decision on my own."

Zheng Zhan then described Huo Yuhao's Martial Soul, Soul Ring Configuration, and the terrifying range of his time-stopping ability.

"What!" Du Weilun slapped the table and stared wide-eyed. "A Body Martial Soul! Level thirty-three at eleven, and he even has a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! Teacher Zheng, you're not pulling my leg, or the Dean's, are you?"

"I saw it with my own eyes. Once that student named Huo Yuhao used his Soul Skill, no one at the scene could move, and its range was enormous."

"Hmm..." Yan Shaozhe considered this briefly, then stood up. "Come on, Weilun. Let's go see this young fellow named Huo Yuhao. If the boy is really as Teacher Zheng says, then what does it matter if he doesn't have a letter of recommendation?"

With that, Yan Shaozhe grabbed Zheng Zhan and Du Weilun and shot into the air. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the academy entrance.

"Huo Yuhao, could you step aside? Where's Huo Yuhao?"

At that moment, Huo Yuhao was sitting patiently beneath a large tree, while Qian Renxue looked around at the academy buildings and the Soul Tools used by passersby, bored out of her mind.

"I'm over here!" Huo Yuhao raised his hand and went over to Teacher Zheng Zhan with Qian Renxue.

Two people had appeared beside Zheng Zhan.

"My name is Zheng Zhan. I'm a teacher at Shrek Academy. This is our academy's Dean, Yan Shaozhe, and this is the Outer Court Director."

When they heard that Shrek Academy's Dean had come out in person, nearly all the new students looked at Huo Yuhao with envy.

"Hello, Huo Yuhao. My name is Yan Shaozhe, and I'm the Dean of Shrek Academy. Teacher Zheng has already told me about your situation. Would you mind showing us your Martial Soul?" Yan Shaozhe asked warmly.

"Of course." Huo Yuhao nodded. The three Soul Rings beneath his feet lit up. When Du Weilun saw that the first one was white, he was surprised, while Yan Shaozhe frowned slightly. But as the thousand-year and ten-thousand-year Soul Rings appeared in succession, they were all astonished by this unusual Soul Ring Configuration.

Huo Yuhao's eyes gradually turned gray. Centered on him, everyone at the scene became unable to move. A leaf fell from the treetop, spinning in midair, then stopped in place.

Yan Shaozhe and Du Weilun stiffened slightly, then regained their freedom of movement.

Huo Yuhao began to exert himself, directing the Soul Power in his body toward his eyes. At that moment, the range of his time-stopping ability grew larger and larger. Yan Shaozhe and Du Weilun rose into the air. From there, they could see that Huo Yuhao's time-stopping range had already exceeded a thousand meters and was still expanding.

When everything had settled, Huo Yuhao panted lightly. Looking at Yan Shaozhe and Du Weilun, whose eyes were blazing with excitement, he asked, "Did I pass?"

Yan Shaozhe nodded with satisfaction. "Student Huo Yuhao, welcome to Shrek Academy."

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