Vomited as Soon as I Arrived

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Meng Shenji's office.

Meng Shenji's office was certainly lively today.

Aside from Bai Baoshan and Zhilin, another group was also present.

Judging by clothing alone, they looked completely out of place in the whole of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, all dressed in coarse commoner cloth, yet they carried a sharp, forceful aura.

"Teacher Qin, these are the teachers who once instructed you?" As an eighty-sixth-rank Soul Douluo, Meng Shenji could naturally sense that the leader among these people was only a seventy-eighth-rank Soul Saint.

But...

What was with that arrogant-faced twenty-ninth-rank Soul Grandmaster?

The three of them were the education committee members of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, all with Soul Douluo cultivation. If all three appeared together, even Emperor Xueye would have to show them some respect.

Coming out to welcome them in person was already giving them face, yet he still dared look down his nose at people?

"Yes." Qin Ming also bowed. "This is the dean of Shrek Academy, Dean Flender."

Flender quickened his pace and strode forward. When he stopped, his hands were already crossed over his shoulders. He bent slightly at the waist. "Shrek Academy, Flender. Martial Soul Cat Eagle, agility-attack system, seventy-eighth-rank battle Soul Saint. Greetings, seniors."

In the world of soul masters, this gesture was the etiquette of a junior greeting seniors. Although Flender was already in his fifties, before these three elders, who were at least over eighty, this junior's salute was not excessive.

The elder standing in the middle of the three laughed heartily and strode up to meet him, pulling down Flender's hands from his shoulders. "Dean Flender, no need to be so courteous. I have long heard of your great name, truly long heard of it! To have the teachers of the monster academy come here in person to offer guidance brings great honor to our humble academy. I am the chief of the academic affairs committee, Meng Shenji. Martial Soul Black Demon, control system, eighty-sixth-rank eight-ring battle Soul Douluo. Let me introduce you."

As he spoke, Meng Shenji pointed to the elder on his left and said, "This is the second seat of the academy's education committee, Soul Douluo Bai Baoshan. Martial Soul Heavenly Star Furnace, defense system, eighty-fifth-rank eight-ring battle Soul Douluo."

Bai Baoshan wore a gentle smile the entire time, the fat on his face trembling with it. When Meng Shenji introduced him, he smiled and nodded at Flender.

Meng Shenji pointed to the final elder and said, "This is the third seat of the education committee, Soul Douluo Zhilin. Martial Soul Azure Sky Vine, control system, eighty-third-rank eight-ring tool Soul Douluo."

Flender already knew they were all Soul Douluo-level experts above rank eighty, but when Meng Shenji introduced them, he still felt deeply shaken. Especially because among these three Soul Douluos, two were actually control-system Soul Douluos.

Everyone in the world of soul masters knew that while the assault system's attacks were certainly fierce, the control system was the hardest to deal with and the opponent one least wanted to face. Unless one happened to counter them perfectly, it was very difficult for soul masters of the same rank to defeat a control-system soul master in a one-on-one fight.

Flender also hurriedly introduced the teachers of Shrek Academy one by one, but when he introduced that flat-topped Soul Grandmaster, Meng Shenji imperceptibly furrowed his brow.

After all, in terms of first impressions, this "Master" had already left him with a bad one.

You're still a Soul Grandmaster at your age, "Master"—what the hell are you acting so high and mighty for?

Just a few days ago, the academic affairs committee had received orders permitting all teachers and students of Shrek Academy to move in.

The information showed that although this Soul Master Academy had very few students, in terms of talent, they were absolutely among the best.

As for this dean, Flender, they had also heard of him.

Born into a commoner family, yet able to make a name for himself in the world of soul masters as part of the Golden Iron Triangle—he was definitely a heaven-sent talent.

"The information says that a student of Shrek Academy reached Soul Elder at twelve years old. That is truly remarkable."

Meng Shenji had servants bring tea and refreshments, then said with a smile.

"It is because these children are exceptionally gifted. We teachers have merely done our duty."

Flender nodded slightly.

"The information your academy provided says there is an especially outstanding control-system soul master, one who can be called a genius. May I ask which one it is?"

Zhilin, the third seat of the education committee, swept his gaze around the room but could not tell which soul master was the one called a genius.

Master smiled calmly and said, "Genius would be too much praise. Tang San."

Yu Xiaogang stood up, a proud smile on his face.

This disciple, Tang San, could be said to be the thing he was most proud of.

In the past, he had also thought about taking disciples, but their talent had all been too poor.

It had been utterly impossible for them to complete the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls that he had proposed.

Only after meeting Tang San a few years ago had he felt hope.

What a perfect test subject. What an obedient experimental subject.

Obedient and talented—he was simply the best possible test subject.

Moreover, as Tang San continued to grow, the surprises he brought Yu Xiaogang had never ceased.

Aside from the third soul ring being somewhat unexpected, everything else was still fine.

An inconspicuous boy in the crowd answered and walked out from the back, respectfully saluting the three Soul Douluos. "Hello, three teachers."

Zhilin smiled, but inwardly he was grumbling to himself. If you didn't dare claim he was a genius, then why the hell did you write "genius soul master" in the materials?

The two characters "Tang San" had even been bolded and blackened in the information they provided.

What, should they have marked it in red too?

The air around Zhilin's body suddenly twisted slightly, and a vast fluctuation of Soul Power surged out, locking onto Tang San.

Whether he was a genius or not, they would only know after testing him!

Tang San knew this was Zhilin probing him.

If he performed badly, they would only think all the information Shrek Academy had provided was empty boasting.

Then it would truly be humiliating!

Though the immense fluctuation of Soul Power pressed down so hard he could barely breathe, in this situation, he could only resist.

The pressure Zhilin exerted grew heavier and heavier, and beads of sweat could be seen seeping from Tang San's forehead.

Just as Tang San was about to reach his limit...

"Is this the place?" a childish voice rang out.

"Should we knock?" another voice asked, full and steady.

"I'll do it."

The next moment, the door was pushed open.

Three figures filed out, one in front and two behind.

Everyone present had sharp eyes, and when they saw who had arrived, their whole bodies shook.

Not because they saw Xue Qinghe, but because of the two behind him.

After all, Wriothesley and Sigewinne basically never left their little patch of territory. Sigewinne had too many patients to care for every day and had to spend tremendous energy on them, while Wriothesley needed to help Sigewinne, so unless something important came up, they would not leave.

Unexpectedly, they had actually appeared this time.

Flender's gaze sharpened, as if he had judged that the newcomers had ill intentions.

So Wriothesley's arrival also startled the three members of Heaven Dou Royal Academy's Education Committee. The Soul Power pressure that should have been rising slowly nearly slipped out of control.

Even so, Tang San was still struck by the surge of Soul Power. His chest tightened with pain, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, however, he reacted quickly and sealed the breath within his dantian in time. Otherwise, that mouthful of blood would have been spat out.

"Third Brother!"

Among the crowd, a long-legged girl saw Tang San injured and coughing blood, and immediately ran up to hold him, then looked tearfully at the people before her.