I'll Cover the Medical Expenses!

Oscar smiled and looked at Ma Hongjun.

"There are no useless martial souls, only useless spirit masters. Then why is he only at level twenty-nine?

This is just a reason he found for himself, an excuse that allows him to find value in his own pathetic life.

Do you still remember the enrollment requirements for Shrek Academy?"

"Age no older than thirteen, reaching above level twenty, and both spirit rings must be yellow."

"Then think about it, if a spirit master has very low Innate Soul Power and no resources at home, is it possible for them to reach level twenty before the age of thirteen?

Junior brother, in this world, if you don't have talent, it means you don't have a future. This was destined the moment you were born."

Oscar had a thought buried in his heart, and this was one of the reasons why he wanted to change this world.

This world felt completely deformed. At least other worlds left people room for advancement, but this world was ruthless to the extreme; from the moment of martial soul awakening, everything was completely set in stone.

"Then is effort useless?"

Ma Hongjun frowned and asked.

"Effort is certainly useful; it is the icing on the cake. Those who possess talent and also work hard are the true darlings of heaven. Alright, there is an enrollment ceremony today, let's go join in the fun."

As he spoke, Oscar pulled Ma Hongjun toward the school gate.

"Senior brother, but people should save themselves. I agree with your idea of teaching a man to fish, but why do you still help those who cannot learn the skills?"

On the way, Ma Hongjun tilted his head and asked Oscar.

"Some people's minds work very slowly. It's not that they don't want to learn, but that they truly cannot. They are also working hard, working hard to plow the fields.

These people are worth helping; only those who are fundamentally unwilling to learn are the ones we give up on.

Besides, junior brother, although we spirit masters are a noble profession, it is only because they fear our power.

What truly makes this profession noble are those predecessors, those who led the human race to expand territory, drove the spirit beasts into the Star Dou Great Forest, and protected all living beings.

We are currently relying on our own talent to enjoy the blessings of our predecessors, enjoying the food grown through the hard work of the common people, and enjoying the support and services of those who have no talent."

Ma Hongjun followed behind Oscar, lost in thought.

Not long after, the two arrived at the main gate of Shrek Academy.

At this moment, quite a few people had already gathered outside, and Li Yusong was sitting behind a table at the entrance, checking people's ages and spirit power.

"Didn't I tell the dean to fix the gate? Why is this broken plaque still hanging here?"

Oscar looked at the tattered plaque hanging at the entrance, feeling somewhat speechless. It didn't cost much to make a new plaque, but his foster father was too stingy; he had agreed several times but never actually followed through.

Sure enough, Oscar heard voices of doubt.

"Are you kidding me? This is the so-called spirit master academy, the one that claims you can become an empire viscount upon graduation?"

The speaker was a boy's mother, looking at the Shrek plaque with disdain.

"This is what the people from Martial Soul Hall said, so it shouldn't be wrong. But this academy is a bit too dilapidated."

The boy's father tried to persuade her, but what he didn't know was that Shrek Academy had paid the people... a kickback.

Since the last batch of students graduated when Oscar was eight, more than two years had passed, and they hadn't recruited a single student.

For this reason, Flender had gritted his teeth and spent money to bribe a few people from a branch of Martial Soul Hall to say some good words for him.

"Dad, I don't want to study here, it's too embarrassing. I'd rather go to Suotuo Intermediate Spirit Master Academy. No matter what, I was considered a genius when I was in the primary academy."

The boy's father frowned and said, "Since we're already here, it'll be our turn soon. Let's wait and see."

Similar conversations were definitely not rare among the people in line, and most of the teenagers and their parents wore expressions of deep disappointment.

Finally, this family reached the front of the line, and Li Yusong glanced at them lazily.

"Extend one hand."

The boy did as he was told and held his hand out to Li Yusong. Li Yusong squeezed his hand twice, shook his head at him, and said:

"Your age doesn't meet the requirements, you can go."

The boy was stunned for a moment and turned to look at his father.

The boy's father hurriedly smiled apologetically: "Teacher, my son just turned thirteen. Look, can you make an exception?"

Li Yusong was already feeling frustrated. Ever since Shrek Academy canceled the registration fee, their reputation had indeed improved quite a bit.

This had led to a significant increase in the number of people signing up every year, but those who could pass were one in a thousand!

You know the rules of Shrek, so why come and test them?

Don't I need to cultivate?

"I've said it many times, Shrek Academy only recruits monsters! We only accept geniuses under the age of thirteen here. Anyone over thirteen will not be accepted. Leave quickly, don't waste everyone's time here!"

The boy's family felt a bit in the wrong; they did indeed know about this rule.

But thinking that their child was considered a genius in primary academy, they thought they might be granted an exception, but they didn't expect reality to be so cruel.

Just as they were about to leave, a voice came from the back of the line.

"I have heard that Shrek Academy only recruits monsters. May I spar with a student from your esteemed academy?"

Everyone's gaze instantly turned toward me, and Oscar saw it was an old acquaintance, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

So he really came, Dai Mubai.

Li Yusong looked at Oscar and Ma Hongjun; although these two children were young and hadn't reached level 20 yet, their total spirit power was at least two or three times higher than that of Spirit Masters at the same level.

The troublesome new students who came to sign up every year were the ones taught a lesson by these two kids.

"Hongjun... Little Ao, you go. Hongjun doesn't know his own strength and is likely to hurt someone."

Oscar nodded at Li Yusong, his hands behind his back and his expression calm as he walked forward.

"I don't think you need to invite this trouble. I'll give you one chance: please return to the line. This duel will only bring you inconvenience."

Dai Mubai looked at the fair-skinned, slender-framed Oscar and let out a cold snort.

"Feel free to come at me; I'll cover the medical expenses."

Dai Mubai could tell that this white-clad pretty boy definitely hadn't reached the age of twelve!

This Shrek Academy... they really were arrogant!

Seeing that Dai Mubai had made up his mind, Oscar sighed, stepped forward, and assumed a stance.

"Shrek Academy, Oscar, please advise."

"Win against me, and you will know my name."

Although Dai Mubai knew he was in the wrong, he felt infuriated every time he remembered the words Half-Immortal Ma had said.

At the crack of dawn, he had set out to find the Shrek Academy that Half-Immortal Ma had praised so highly.

He hadn't expected this academy to be located in a village, and it was extremely dilapidated at that!

Feeling as though he had been played for a fool, a wicked glint flashed in his eyes. He suddenly raised his right fist and, accompanied by a forward charge, struck directly at Oscar's chest.

His movement was simple, without any flashy techniques.

But Oscar's expression turned slightly grave; an expert knows the ropes.

The momentum of Dai Mubai's punch reached its peak instantly, bolstered by his strength and speed. Someone without extensive combat experience could never achieve this!

He might need to reveal a little bit of his strength!

Oscar took a step and rushed forward. His charging speed was neither fast nor slow, but his stance was incredibly steady.

Facing Dai Mubai's fierce straight punch, Oscar turned slightly to the side and pushed one hand toward Dai Mubai's elbow, executing the fifth form of Taiji Fist: Hand Playing Pipa.

Realizing something was wrong, Dai Mubai tried to pull his arm back, but he felt a strange force from the other's hand, as if his arm were being gripped tightly by him!