Xiao Wu Ambush Dai Mubai

Urged on by Xiao Wu, Tang San began to trade blows with Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai took a step forward and threw a punch toward Tang San's face. Tang San dodged to the side, then utilized Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to circle behind Dai Mubai, landing a kick squarely on his backside. Dai Mubai couldn't dodge in time and fell face-first onto the floor.

"Good kid, you've got some skills. But you've successfully angered me."

"White Tiger, possess." Two yellow and one purple soul rings swirled around Dai Mubai's body.

"Dai Mubai, Martial Soul: White Tiger, thirty-seventh-level Battle Soul Elder, please advise."

"Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, twenty-ninth-level Tool Soul Master."

"Your Martial Soul is actually the trash Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass?" Dai Mubai asked in surprise.

Tang San puffed out his chest, lifted his head, and said proudly, "There are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters."

"Then I must properly experience this trash Martial Soul of yours."

As he spoke, Dai Mubai swung his tiger claws toward Tang San. Tang San remained calm and once again used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to circle behind Dai Mubai, but having learned his lesson, Dai Mubai was prepared and spun around with a fierce punch.

"First Soul Skill—Mother's Love (Blue Silver) Bind."

Dai Mubai was instantly surrounded by Blue Silver Grass.

Dai Mubai swung his tiger claws again, preparing to shred the Blue Silver Grass.

"First Soul Skill—White Tiger Shockwave."

"Second Soul Skill—White Tiger Barrier."

The Blue Silver Grass shattered upon impact.

But just at that moment, the second soul ring on Tang San's body lit up.

"Second Soul Skill—Parasite."

This time, the Blue Silver Grass sprouted directly from Dai Mubai's body, restraining him once more. These vines simultaneously released toxins, continuously paralyzing Dai Mubai.

"Damn it, I underestimated you. It's a pity, though; 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 instantly turned to nothing. Tang San knew that he was no match for Dai Mubai now that he was using his third soul ring, so his hand immediately moved to his waist, ready to use his hidden weapons at any moment.

However, Dai Mubai did not make things difficult for him anymore and said, "You must be here to enroll in Shrek Academy. With your ability, there is no problem with you enrolling. This room is yours now; I'm leaving."

But just then, Xiao Wu snuck up behind Dai Mubai.

"First Soul Skill—Waist Bow."

"Second Soul Skill—Charm."

Following that, Dai Mubai suffered a miserable fate. His neck was twisted, his arm was broken, his leg was fractured, his ribs were shattered into several pieces, and several clumps of his hair were ripped out.

Looking at Dai Mubai lying on the ground, Xiao Wu crossed her arms over her chest and shook her rabbit head, saying, "That'll teach you to talk back to Big Sister Xiao Wu. Let's see if you're still a smart aleck."

As she spoke, Xiao Wu kicked Dai Mubai in the face again.

Seeing this, Tang San didn't think much of it; since his Xiao Wu liked doing this, Dai Mubai would just have to suffer the grievance.

Seeing the situation, the hotel manager hurriedly sent people to take Dai Mubai for medical treatment.

"Third Brother, the room is ours now. Let's go to sleep quickly." With that, Xiao Wu pulled Tang San toward the room.

Upstairs, Qian Renyu, Qianjun Douluo, and the others saw everything that happened downstairs clearly.

"That White Tiger Martial Soul user should be a prince of the Star Luo Dai family. He didn't use his higher level to make things difficult for others."

"As for that hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beast, beasts are indeed beasts. That Dai family kid clearly didn't make things difficult for them, yet it launched a sneak attack."

"I really don't know where it gets the nerve to flaunt itself in human society like this; it truly doesn't know how to cherish its life," said Qianjun Douluo.

Qian Renyu completely agreed with what Qianjun Douluo said. This hundred-thousand-year rabbit was indeed not a good thing, and in some aspects, it was even more detestable than Tang San.

Golden Spear Douluo also chimed in from the side, "Indeed, this hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit has quite the nerve. I have heard of many hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beasts, but I have truly never heard of one like this rabbit."

Silver Blade Douluo added, "That Tang Hao has always been by Tang San's side protecting him. Presumably, that rabbit has long been earmarked by Tang Hao as a soul ring for his son, Tang San."

Zhang Zhuan and Yang He, who were standing to the side, just listened. The two of them had only broken through to Soul Saint not long ago, so they naturally didn't dare to interrupt the conversation of the Title Douluo.

But Yang He couldn't hold back anymore and asked, "Young Master, three Crowned Ones, I have a question. This Soft Bone Rabbit is a well-known low-level soul beast; how could such a thing live to be a hundred thousand years old?"

Indeed, how did a Soft Bone Rabbit live to be a hundred thousand years old?

And a family of three, all of whom lived to be a hundred thousand years old.

It was truly hard to understand.

The next day, Qian Renyu took Zhang Zhuan and Yang He and set off for Shrek Academy, wanting to see this legendary academy that supposedly cultivated geniuses into even greater geniuses.

However, this road was not easy to travel.

The most dilapidated shantytown in the most backward village of the most remote town in Suotuo City was Shrek Academy.

At the entrance of Shrek Academy, there was a table with a box on it, and behind the table, an old man was lying on a recliner. This old man was none other than Li Yusong.

A long line had formed in front of Shrek Academy, but almost everyone was dressed as commoners, with a hint of simplicity on their faces.

"Third Brother, is this really 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 just take a look and see."

At this moment, many people waiting in line ahead couldn't help but want to back out after seeing the miserable state of Shrek Academy.

"Is this the legendary academy where you become an empire viscount upon graduation? It's too dilapidated."

"This was said by Martial Soul Hall, so it shouldn't be wrong."

"I also heard that one of the students who graduated from this academy became the youngest elder in Martial Soul Hall, with authority second only to the Pope."

Listening to the discussions of the people in front of him, Tang San couldn't help but smile with disdain. What do you know? This Shrek Academy is the alma mater of me, the God King Tang San, and my teacher Grandmaster will also come here to teach. You think you're worthy of attending school here?

Just then, a young man walked up to the table in front of the Shrek Academy gate and said, "I want to register."

The old man lying behind the table didn't even lift his eyelids as he said, "The registration fee is ten Gold Soul Coins. Put them in the box on the table."

The young man's father then placed ten Gold Soul Coins inside.

"Extend one hand."

The young man stretched out one of his hands.

"You're too old; you don't meet the standards."

"Look, the child just passed his thirteenth birthday. Can you make an exception?" the child's father said with a fawning smile.

"No. Rules are rules."

"Then can the registration fee be refunded?"

"Registration fees are non-refundable."

"Isn't this going a bit too far in bullying people?"

"Dai Mubai, someone wants a refund on their registration fee. Handle it."

At this moment, the injuries on Dai Mubai's body had mostly healed, as Shrek Academy had a Food-type Soul Saint, Shao Xin, and an Innate Full Soul Power Food-type Soul Master, Oscar.

At this time, Dai Mubai rose from a chair to the side, released his three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—and said, "Whoever wants a refund on their registration fee, beat me first."