Nothing happened that night.
The next day, dawn had barely broken, and the eastern sky showed only a faint fish-belly white.
Several boys and girls were already scattered across the relatively level clearing at the center of Shrek Academy.
Besides the six familiar faces—Lin Qingmo, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ning Rongrong—two new faces had joined the group.
One of them was a short, chubby boy.
Though still young, he was already round as a ball.
He wore a... well, deeply contemptible smile.
With his shifty eyes and the way his gaze kept drifting toward the girls, he looked exceptionally sleazy.
His name was Ma Hongjun. He was twelve years old, a level twenty-seven power-attack type Soul Grandmaster, and possessed the rather rare Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul.
Yet with that appearance and personality, it was truly difficult to associate him with a noble creature like a phoenix.
He looked more like a sleazy Grass Chicken.
The other was his complete opposite.
He was a tall, skinny boy with fair skin.
He was rather delicate-looking.
But he seemed somewhat frail, as though a gust of wind could knock him over.
His name was Oscar. He was also twelve, but his Soul Power had reached level twenty-nine, only one step away from becoming a Soul Elder.
His Martial Soul was Sausage, a rare food-type support Martial Soul.
At that moment, however, the food-type genius was staring blankly in one direction—at Ning Rongrong.
In fact, the group had already had an "informal" meeting not long ago.
It was just that the encounter had been far from pleasant.
Because Ma Hongjun could not control either his eyes or his mouth, he had offended Xiao Wu with his words.
The enraged Xiao Wu had promptly taught him a lesson with