"Though you have met Shrek Academy's admission standards, you have only barely met them. Your talent and abilities have greatly disappointed me."
Zhao Wuji stood in the field and spoke without the slightest mercy.
Before him, the four new students looked at one another, their eyes filled with defiance.
Though all four were only twelve years old, Spirit Masters of Douluo Continent matured early. They understood very well where their talents placed them. While they might not be capable of crushing an entire generation, they were more than enough to overwhelm most Spirit Masters their age.
Zhao Wuji clearly knew that this group would not be convinced. Pointing at the three senior disciples standing nearby, he said:
"Ma Hongjun is eleven this year, with level thirty-three Soul Power. Despite being younger, he has already surpassed every one of you. His martial soul is the Fire Phoenix, and among you, only Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has the qualifications to contend with his martial soul talent.
"Dai Mubai is fifteen this year, with level thirty-nine Soul Power. Though he is somewhat older than you, are you confident that you can surpass Dai Mubai by the time you reach fifteen?
"The last one is someone you all know. His name is Oscar. Not yet fourteen, he has already surpassed level forty and is now a Soul Ancestor. Are you confident that you can surpass him in the future?"
After Zhao Wuji finished speaking, the four new students wore different expressions.
Zhu Zhuqing was naturally convinced. She had long witnessed just how absurd Oscar was. She believed that if the other three were told Oscar was a Support Spirit Master right now, none of them would believe it.
Ning Rongrong, however, was somewhat unconvinced. She felt that she had done everything