With Xiao Wu egging him on, Tang San began fighting Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai stepped forward first and punched at Tang San's face. Tang San dodged to the side, then used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to circle behind Dai Mubai and kick him in the rear. Dai Mubai couldn't dodge in time and fell flat on his face.
"Not bad, kid. You've got some moves. But you've managed to make me angry."
"White Tiger, Possession." Two yellow Soul Rings and one purple Soul Ring appeared around Dai Mubai.
"Dai Mubai, Martial Soul: White Tiger, Rank 37 Battle Soul Elder. Please, go easy on me."
"Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Rank 29 Tool Soul Grandmaster."
"Your Martial Soul is actually the Trash Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass?" Dai Mubai asked in surprise.
Tang San puffed out his chest and raised his head, saying proudly, "There are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters."
"Then I'll have to properly test your Trash Martial Soul."
As he spoke, Dai Mubai raised his tiger claws and swiped at Tang San. Tang San stayed calm and used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to circle behind him again, but Dai Mubai had learned from his earlier mistake and was ready. He spun around and threw a punch.
"First Soul Skill—Mom (Blue Silver) Entanglement."
Blue Silver Grass immediately surrounded Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai swung his tiger claws again, ready to tear the Blue Silver Grass apart.
"First Soul Skill—White Tiger Shockwave."
"Second Soul Skill—White Tiger Barrier."
The Blue Silver Grass shattered at once.
But just then, the second Soul Ring on Tang San's body lit up.
"Second Soul Skill—Parasite."
This time, the Blue Silver Grass actually grew out of Dai Mubai's body, binding him once more. The grass released poison as well, steadily numbing him.
"Damn, I underestimated you. But too bad—you only have two Soul Rings, while I have three." As he spoke, the third, thousand-year purple Soul Ring on Dai Mubai's body lit up.
"Third Soul Skill—White Tiger Vajra Transformation."
The Blue Silver Grass on Dai Mubai's body vanished at once. Tang San knew he was no match for Dai Mubai now that Dai Mubai had a third Soul Ring, so he immediately put a hand on his waist, ready to use a Hidden Weapon at any moment.
However, Dai Mubai didn't give him any more trouble. "You must be here to enroll at Shrek Academy. With your ability, you'll have no problem getting in. You can have this room. I'm leaving."
But just then, Xiao Wu crept up behind Dai Mubai.
"First Soul Skill—Waist Bow."
"Second Soul Skill—Charm."
Dai Mubai was in for it. His neck was twisted, his arm was broken, his leg was snapped, and several of his ribs were shattered. She even yanked out several clumps of his hair.
Looking at Dai Mubai lying on the ground, Xiao Wu folded her arms and shook her rabbit head. "That'll teach you to talk back to Sister Xiao Wu. Let's see you run your mouth now."
As she spoke, Xiao Wu kicked Dai Mubai in the face again.
Seeing this, Tang San thought nothing of it. His Xiao Wu liked doing things this way, after all. Dai Mubai would just have to put up with it.
The hotel manager hurriedly sent people to take Dai Mubai for treatment.
"Third Brother, the room is ours now. Let's hurry up and go to bed." As she spoke, Xiao Wu pulled Tang San toward the room.
Upstairs, Qian Renyu, Qianjun Douluo, and the others had seen everything that happened below.
"The one with the White Tiger Martial Soul must be a prince of the Star Luo Dai Family. He didn't use his higher rank to make trouble for anyone."
"But that Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast is a beast through and through. That Dai boy clearly hadn't given them any trouble, yet it still attacked him from behind."
"I don't know where it gets the nerve to swagger around in human society like this. It really doesn't know when to quit," Qianjun Douluo said.
Qian Renyu agreed wholeheartedly with Qianjun Douluo. That hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit really was a piece of work—worse than Tang San in some ways.
Golden Spear Douluo added, "That's right. That hundred-thousand-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit is incredibly bold. I've heard plenty about Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beasts, but never one like that rabbit."
Silver Blade Douluo also said, "Tang Hao has been protecting Tang San the whole time. I imagine he already considers that rabbit a Soul Ring for his son, Tang San."
Zhang Zhuan and Yang He stood to the side, listening. They had only recently become Soul Saints, so they naturally wouldn't dare interrupt a conversation between Titled Douluo.
But Yang He simply couldn't hold back. "Young Master, Your Excellencies, I have a question. The Soft Bone Rabbit is a notoriously lowly Soul Beast. How could that thing have lived for a hundred thousand years?"
Yes, how had the Soft Bone Rabbit lived for a hundred thousand years?
And all three of them had made it to a hundred thousand years.
It really was hard to understand.
The next day, Qian Renyu set out for Shrek Academy with Zhang Zhuan and Yang He. He wanted to see the legendary academy that turned geniuses into geniuses.
But the journey there wasn't easy.
Shrek Academy was in the most run-down shantytown of the most backward village in the most remote part of Suotuo City.
A table stood at the entrance to Shrek Academy. A box sat on it, and behind the table, an old man was stretched out on a recliner. This old man was Li Yusong.
A long line had formed outside Shrek Academy, but nearly everyone was dressed like a commoner, with an air of simple honesty about them.
"Third Brother, this is Shrek Academy? It's not even as big as Nuoding Academy. Could it be a scam?"
"Xiao Wu, since we're already here, let's take a look before deciding."
At that moment, many of the people waiting in line ahead of them saw the academy's sorry state and couldn't help reconsidering.
"This is the academy that supposedly lets you become an imperial baron as soon as you graduate? It's way too shabby!"
"But Spirit Hall said so. It should be true."
"I also heard that one of the students who graduated from this academy became the youngest elder in Spirit Hall, with authority second only to the Pope."
Listening to the people in front of him, Tang San couldn't help sneering. What do you know? Shrek Academy is the alma mater of God King Tang San. My teacher, Grandmaster, will be teaching here too. You think you're worthy of studying here?
Just then, a young man walked up to the table at the entrance to Shrek Academy. "I'd like to register."
The old man behind the table didn't even lift his eyelids before saying, "The registration fee is ten Gold Soul Coins. Put them in the box on the table."
The young man's father put ten Gold Soul Coins in the box.
"Hold out one hand."
The young man held out one hand.
"You're too old. You don't meet the requirements."
"Please, he only just turned thirteen. Could you make an exception?" the boy's father asked with a fawning smile.
"No. The rules are the rules."
"Then could we get the registration fee back?"
"Registration fees are nonrefundable."
"Isn't that a bit too much? You're bullying people!"
"Mubai, someone wants a refund. Handle it.".
Dai Mubai's injuries had nearly healed by then. After all, Shrek Academy had Shao Xin, a food-type Soul Saint, and Oscar, a food-type Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power.
Just then, Dai Mubai rose from a chair nearby and released the two yellow and one purple Soul Rings around him. "Anyone who wants a refund can beat me first."
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