That Azure Dragon Was Actually a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!

Lin Yuan ignored Dean Flander's apology and turned to walk toward the Teaching Committee. As for Shrek Academy's apology, it was enough just to hear it.

It was like some little punk—when I was weak, everything you said was right. But once I became strong, everything you said was wrong.

Disciples from an academy like this did not have many truthful words in their mouths either.

Dean Flander felt rather awkward. No matter what, he was a member of the Golden Iron Triangle. Even if he had been at fault, there was no need to make him lose his dignity in front of so many people, was there?

Dream Machine said calmly, "Dean Flander, there is no need to take it to heart. Teacher Lin has always been like this. We are already used to it."

"Let us pretend what just happened never happened and discuss the teaching arrangements ahead."

Dean Flander said nothing further. He nodded and followed Dream Machine into the Teaching Committee's main hall.

Xiao Wu bit her lip lightly as she watched Shrek Academy depart. She had originally intended to leave, but seeing Tang San still unconscious, she could only follow along in the end.

Perhaps her identity had already been exposed. That was possible too.

At that moment, Xiao Wu subconsciously raised her head and gazed at the Hundred-Meter Azure Dragon in the sky. She realized that Lin Yuan had not been joking. That Azure Dragon truly was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast...

Soul Beasts shared a special kind of mutual sense. As a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit herself, Xiao Wu could clearly detect the energy fluctuations emanating from the Azure Dragon.

Other than someone whose cultivation had reached the Title Douluo realm, Xiao Wu could not think of anyone capable of capturing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and using it as a mount.

Inside the magnificent Teaching Committee hall, Lin Yuan rested his chin on his right hand while holding a teacup in his left, taking occasional sips in complete leisure.

Because there were limited seats, the Shrek Academy disciples could only stand behind Dean Flander. Even Tang San could only lean against the wall and remain unconscious.

Zhi Lin stepped forward and asked, "I heard from Teacher Qin Ming that your academy has an outstanding genius Control System Soul Master. Which one might that be?"

Master's face flushed red. He glanced at his disappointing disciple and said, "Genius is too much praise. However, my disciple was sent flying by a slap from Lord Lin Yuan just now, and he is still unconscious."

Soul Douluo Zhi Lin narrowed his eyes and looked at the unconscious Tang San before stepping forward. "That is easy enough. Leave it to me."

As he spoke, Soul Douluo Zhi Lin rolled up his sleeves and fiercely slapped Tang San's uninjured cheek. After several slaps, Tang San indeed woke from his unconsciousness.

Feeling the burning pain on his cheek, Tang San immediately snapped, "Who hit me?!"

Zhi Lin replied, "I did."

Just as Tang San was about to lose his temper, Master immediately stopped him. "Tang San, do not be rude. This is Senior Zhi Lin, the third member of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy Teaching Committee and a Soul Douluo."

Upon hearing that the other party was a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse, the anger in Tang San's heart instantly dropped by more than half, replaced by an unprecedented sense of grievance.

After all, even the dean could not possibly be a match for such a powerhouse, much less a mere Soul Elder like him.

Seeing Tang San's twisted expression, Soul Douluo Zhi Lin snorted inwardly. So this is Shrek Academy's genius Control System Soul Master? He looks like nothing more than a frog at the bottom of a well. I thought he had some miraculous ability.

Master said nothing. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Lin Yuan. From their earlier exchange, he had learned that Lin Yuan was a teacher at Heaven Dou Royal Academy and had not yet taught any disciples.

If they could join Heaven Dou Royal Academy, then perhaps this Title Douluo could help Tang San with martial soul training.

The guidance of a Title Douluo would bring nothing but benefits. Countless Soul Masters longed for a Title Douluo-level teacher, and this might be the best opportunity.

Master then said, "Tang San, what happened earlier was all a misunderstanding. Go and apologize to Lord Lin Yuan."

"Apologize?" Tang San froze, looking confusedly at Master seated in the chair. "Teacher, why should I apologize? I did not do anything."

Tang San still felt as though his head were muddled, as if he had suffered some kind of heavy blow. Forget apologizing—he did not even know what had happened before he lost consciousness.

Master's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Tang San, apologize to Lord Lin Yuan!"

At this moment, Master understood better than anyone just how important the guidance of a Title Douluo was.

Moreover, Lin Yuan was only in his twenties. If Tang San could receive Lin Yuan's personal instruction, his cultivation speed would surely soar by leaps and bounds.

A true man could bend and stretch, enduring what ordinary people could not endure.

Although Tang San did not know what had happened while he was unconscious, seeing his teacher's grave expression and hearing the deliberately emphasized title "Lord," he finally understood that the young man before him was actually a Title Douluo powerhouse.

Tang San clenched his teeth. Though he was filled with displeasure, there was nothing he could do.

He could only walk forward reluctantly and bow toward Lin Yuan. "I am sorry, Lord Lin Yuan. This junior, Tang San, was disrespectful just now."

Lin Yuan merely gave Tang San a cold glance and offered no response whatsoever. To him, a hypocritical man's apology was merely superficial.

It was exactly like the scene in the original work where Tang San returned to the Clear Sky Sect.

When his strength was low, he chose to bow and scrape. Once he broke through to the Title Douluo realm, he even declared the entire Clear Sky Sect to be beneath him. Would an apology from such a person truly mean anything?

In an instant, Tang San's expression turned extremely ugly. He tried hard to maintain a smile, but seeing that Lin Yuan still paid him no heed, the fire in his heart nearly burst out on the spot.

Seeing this, Dean Flander pressed a hand on Tang San's shoulder and quickly smoothed things over with a smile. "Hehe, the apology has been made. Let us get down to business, then."

Dream Machine nodded. "Teacher Qin Ming has already told us everything, and we understand the situation. It is our honor that you have come to our academy. Unless the teachers themselves are willing, the academy will never assign teaching duties to you."

"Here, all of you will be completely free. Moreover, I believe that Shrek Academy's disciples will surely stand out at Heaven Dou Royal Academy and reach level ninety."

Soul Douluo Zhi Lin glanced at Dream Machine. Just as he was about to apply pressure to Tang San's body, he heard Lin Yuan speak.

"If I remember correctly, it seemed that the disciples of Shrek Academy looked down on the people of Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"