Shrek Admissions Exam Final Round (Part 1)

"Boss Dai! Make sure to look your best when you reach the gate; first impressions are crucial!"

Le Bai shouted at the distracted Dai Mubai, "Let her know that you haven't given up over these past few years, that you've been working hard, and that you only came here to seek a better environment for growth!"

After shouting, Le Bai went on his way toward the location Zhao Wuji had specified.

"What is that kid talking about?"

Zhao Wuji looked back at Le Bai while walking, but seeing that Le Bai had already headed in another direction, he immediately withdrew his gaze: "Mubai, what was that kid saying to you?"

"He's right!"

Dai Mubai suddenly regained his spirit, head held high and chest out, his entire demeanor instantly rising to its peak: "I must let Zhuqing know that I haven't given up these past few years, that I've been working hard!"

He strode forward.

"???"

Zhao Wuji wore a look of utter confusion: "Are the kids these days all this strange?"

Upon reaching the gate and handing Dai Mubai over to Li Yusong, Zhao Wuji walked straight back to the fourth assessment point set up beside the playground.

"Teacher Zhao, you're here."

Le Bai had already tidied up the assessment area.

The field was cleared, any potential obstacles were removed, and even the slightly larger stones had been cleared away.

Finally, he took the liberty of adjusting the lounge chair he had brought over: "Teacher Zhao, this is a lounge chair for you to rest on. Try it out and see if it's comfortable."

"You kid, your craftsmanship is truly excellent!"

Zhao Wuji lay down on the chair and subconsciously touched the bracer-shaped Soul Guidance Device on his wrist: "Ever since I started using this Pressure Bracer of yours, my Soul Power cultivation speed has increased quite a bit. If it weren't for your Dean not wanting to reveal your situation too early, just providing this kind of Soul Guidance Device to the world of Soul Masters would be enough to make your influence comparable to a Title Douluo!"

"To forge iron, one must be strong oneself."

Le Bai shook his head: "The Dean's considerations are correct. After all, the interests involved in this kind of Soul Guidance Device are too great. With my current Soul Power and strength, I have no way to ensure my own safety."

"You clearly know this, yet you still made Soul Guidance Devices for us teachers and for Oscar and the others."

Zhao Wuji closed his eyes and rocked the chair leisurely: "All of us owe you a favor."

"Hey! Teacher Zhao, that's not fair of you to say!"

Le Bai waved his hand dismissively: "I am where I am today all thanks to the Dean bringing me and Oscar out of the village. I learned Soul Guidance Device Crafting because of the books in the academy and the Soul Guidance Devices the Dean gave me. There are so many hardworking people in this world; why should I be the one to succeed? I still have to thank you all for providing the conditions and protection!"

Zhao Wuji couldn't help but smile: "I actually think that while many people in this world can access books on Soul Guidance Devices and dismantle them, you are the only one who has succeeded so far, so it's your own talent. Besides, the Dean's luck is truly good!"

"Hahaha..."

Le Bai chuckled softly and continued: "Teacher Zhao, let's stop blowing smoke. How about we guess whether we'll be able to recruit any new students this year?"

"What's there to guess?"

Speaking of recruitment, Zhao Wuji immediately looked helpless: "You know our academy's requirements. Although there are many geniuses now, the monsters who can meet our Shrek standards are very few. Moreover, our reputation isn't as big as Martial Soul Hall or other high-level Soul Master academies; why would they come here?"

"I actually think there will be a lot of monsters this year."

Le Bai suggested: "Teacher Zhao, if a few more people come to the fourth round later, can I give them an extra chance? After all, you know my situation; if I don't hold back, Soul Masters who don't understand me basically can't last a single round."

"You want even more?"

Zhao Wuji curled his lip: "If two people can make it to this round later, you can handle it yourself. As long as they don't perform too poorly, giving them an extra chance isn't impossible."

Zhao Wuji didn't commit to a hard rule, but Le Bai had already achieved his goal.

"What I need to do next is just wait for them to arrive."

Le Bai glanced toward the gate, kneaded a piece of bread to eat, and began to cultivate on the spot.

Zhao Wuji's eyelids twitched: "This kid is actually eating bread and starting to cultivate and regulate his breath ahead of time. It seems he attaches great importance to the people coming later. There aren't many people who can make this kid take them seriously; I wonder what kind of children will arrive."

Over an hour later, a strong ripple of Soul Power suddenly came from the direction of the gate.

Zhao Wuji raised an eyelid: "Old Li has released his Martial Soul."

"There are people like that every year."

Le Bai stopped cultivating and began to stretch his body: "They think their children are just a little bit away from meeting the standard, come to sign up with a fluke mentality, and then want their registration fees back when they fail."

"It's best if more of those people come; the academy can earn a bit more."

Zhao Wuji closed his eyes again: "Why aren't you cultivating for a while longer?"

"That's enough. Boss Dai will be bringing people over soon."

Le Bai looked toward the gate: "Among the Soul Power ripples coming from over there, there are four whose intensity is clearly higher than the others. Their Soul Power should all be at Level 25 or above."

"You can even sense that?"

Zhao Wuji opened his eyes and sat up, carefully trying to sense the direction of the gate, but he couldn't feel anything, so he lay back down: "Tch! This kind of delicate work is definitely not my strong suit!"

"Ha, this is mainly about practice."

Le Bai comforted him: "However, your fighting style, Teacher Zhao, is naturally more rugged. It's better to leave these delicate tasks to me."

"You say that as if your fighting style is very delicate."

Zhao Wuji expressed his skepticism: "If I hadn't seen you fight, I wouldn't have known a Support System Soul Master could be so aggressive."

"How can you confuse fighting style with combat method?!"

Le Bai said very seriously: "Fists connecting with flesh is a man's romance!"

"Then you had better pray that there are no Control System Soul Masters among the people coming later."

Zhao Wuji imparted his experience: "Our Academy only has Old Lu as a Control System Soul Master, but his Star Luo Chess Martial Soul is quite different from the average Control System type. Therefore, you currently have very little experience fighting against Control System Soul Masters. Based on my experience, your style of combat is very easily countered by Control System Soul Masters."

"Teacher Zhao, have you forgotten? My academic grades have always been perfect. Being easily countered by Control System Soul Masters—that is something I have naturally known for a long time."

Le Bai took off his Pressure Bracer: "Opportunities like this are rare. If there is a Control System Soul Master among the people coming later, I will show you the method I use to fight against Control System Soul Masters."

Seeing Le Bai remove the Pressure Bracer, Zhao Wuji raised an eyebrow: "Fine, I will look forward to it."

After saying that, he suddenly sat up and raised both eyebrows: "Heh! There really are four of them!"

In the direction of the entrance, Dai Mubai was walking toward them.

The four people walking behind him cast their gazes in unison toward the two people at the assessment point—which one of them would be the person they were going to have a mock battle with?