The bottom layer of the Douluo Continent lacks a way to climb up.
The appearance of the Shrek Academy undoubtedly ignited a faint flame in their eyes.
In front of the Shrek Academy's door, Li Yusong was sitting behind the table with an expressionless face, holding Martial Soul Coiling Dragon Staff.
His cold eyes swept over the people lining up in front of him, and his voice dropped like ice shards:
"The registration fee of ten Gold Soul Coin is non-refundable. Please consider it carefully."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a small discussion in the team.
Ten Gold Soul Coin is undoubtedly a huge sum of money for ordinary civilians. It is almost a few months of food rations for a family of three.
However, for the sake of their children's future, no one dares to back down easily.
An old farmer walked forward tremblingly, with a hunched body and wrinkled face, holding a money bag covered with patches in his hands.
In the money bag, the jingling sound was Gold Soul Coin that he had saved for half his life.
"Teacher, I, my child... he is thirteen this year, Soul Power level twenty!"
The old farmer's voice was trembling, but his eyes were filled with pride.
The little boy next to him, although his clothes are shabby, has clear eyes and a sense of unyieldingness between his brows.
Li Yusong's eyes fell on the old farmer, without any wavering in his eyes.
He picked up the register on the table, flipped through two pages at random, and then raised his head coldly:
"The age does not match. We only recruit students who are under twelve years old and above Soul Power level 20."
When the old farmer heard this, his face instantly turned pale, and the money bag in his hand almost slipped. He raised his head and begged eagerly:
"Teacher, this, this child is extremely talented! He is thirteen years old and 20th level, he is a genius! You, you just have to be ok and be accommodating!"
"Rules are rules."
Li Yusong was unmoved and his tone became colder:
"The registration fee is a handling fee and is non-refundable. Next one!"
"No, can't I refund it? This is all my savings!"
The old farmer's eyes turned red instantly, and his voice sounded like he was crying.
A hint of impatience flashed in Li Yusong's eyes, and Dragon Pattern Staff in his hand paused lightly, and an invisible Soul Power wave spread instantly.
The tremendous pressure caused the old farmer to sway and almost fall to the ground.
The boy next to him turned pale from the shock and clung to the corner of his father's clothes.
"This is Shrek Academy, not a vegetable market where you bargain."
Li Yusong's voice rose a bit, with unquestionable majesty:
"If you dare to make any noise again, don't blame me for being rude!"
The old farmer was so frightened by this momentum that he no longer dared to say anything. He could only hold his child in tears and left the team in despair.
His back figure looked particularly desolate among the crowd.
This scenario is not unique.
Dozens of children in a row were ruthlessly rejected because of age differences, because Soul Power was inferior, or simply because Li Yusong was "unsuitable".
The Shrek Academy cash box contained hundreds of Gold Soul Coin in just one hour.
The parents were furious and curses kept coming.
Accused Shrek Academy of bullying others and accepting money without conscience.
However, in the face of Li Yusong's Dragon Pattern Staff Martial Soul, and the faint breath of Soul Master coming from behind, these civilians did not dare to act rashly, and could only turn their anger and unwillingness into helpless sighs.
"Leader, these guys are clearly taking advantage of the situation!"
Shi Nian looked in his eyes, with a sinister light shining in his eyes.
Although he has an evil heart, he also despises this kind of naked oppression.
Mu Rong Chen put down the teacup and let out a contemptuous sneer:
"This is the so-called Monster Academy, who relies on defrauding civilians of their hard-earned money to make a living. It is really hypocritical to the extreme."
Shaking the fan gently, his eyes were deep, as if he could penetrate people's hearts.
I clearly felt that behind the window on the second floor of the Shrek Academy, Flender's philistine face was hidden behind the curtains.
Flender pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes shone with a shrewd light. He silently calculated today's income and estimated how long Academy would be able to sustain the money.
As for the scoldings and pleadings of the civilians downstairs, and even the desperate tears of the old farmer, in his eyes, they were all passing by and not worth mentioning.
"Leader, do you want to teach these poor people a lesson?"
Shi Nian felt the faint murderous intention emanating from Mu Rong Chen, and took the initiative to ask for instructions. He was aware of Mu Rong Chen's hostility towards the Shrek Academy, and was willing to help Mu Rong Chen solve problems.
Mu Rong Chen did not answer immediately.
Holding the tea cup, his eyes fell on the crowd.
A thin boy with a delicate face was anxiously tugging at the clothes of the middle-aged man next to him.
The boy Soul Power fluctuated solidly, and he was already level 20 Soul Grandmaster.
"Teacher, my son Soul Power is level 20, and his talent is absolutely no problem! Please give him another chance!"
The middle-aged man knelt on his knees and begged. His son, who had just turned thirteen this year, was ruthlessly dismissed by Li Yusong because of his age.
"If you say no, you can't!"
Li Yusong waved his hand impatiently, and a wave of Soul Power surged out, directly pushing the middle-aged man to the ground.
The middle-aged man staggered and fell into the dust, his face full of humiliation and anger. Upon seeing this, the young man's eyes instantly burst into tears, but he dared not speak in anger.
Mu Rong Chen's gaze paused for a moment on the middle-aged man.
We know that for these civilians, Soul Master Academy is their only hope.
Now that hope has been ruthlessly trampled on, how desperate must one feel in one's heart?
"Flender, you greedy owl, it's time for you to see what the real Academy is."
Mu Rong Chen snorted coldly in his heart, and a cold murderous intention flashed deep in his eyes.
Slowly put down the tea cup, making a crisp sound.
Then, under the doubtful eyes of Shi Nian, he stood up, took steps, and walked towards the center of the road. His movements were elegant and calm, and every step carried an inexplicable momentum.
The distance of several hundred meters between the Fengyun Academy and Shrek Academy seemed to be stretched infinitely at this moment.
Mu Rong Chen's figure looks particularly tall and straight in the sun.
Standing between the two Academys is like a dividing line, completely separating the hustle and bustle from calmness, greed and generosity.
The sound was not loud, but it carried a strange penetrating power, clearly reaching the ears of everyone in front of the Shrek Academy.
"Shrek Academy will accept those who don't accept it, Fengyun Academy will accept it. And..."
Mu Rong Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his eyes were stern, and his voice exploded like thunder, shaking the whole audience:
"Not a penny will be taken!"
As soon as the words came out, the whole country became silent.
In front of the originally noisy Shrek Academy door, hundreds of parents and children instantly stopped talking, crying, and begging.
As if drawn by an invisible force, everyone's eyes turned from the dilapidated Shrek Academy to the majestic new building complex rising from the ground across the road.