The Disappearance of Tang Hao?

Dai Mubai's eye twitched, and he smacked the back of Ma Hongjun's head again.

"I'd advise you to put those thoughts away. Not one of these freshmen is easy to mess with."

Ma Hongjun rubbed the back of his head and said irritably, "Really? Are they all from major factions or something? Or did you already fight them, Boss Dai?"

At those words, Dai Mubai immediately recalled what had happened at the Rose Hotel two days ago.

His face darkened as he lowered his voice in warning. "For the sake of our brotherhood all these years, I advise you not to provoke that guy in black."

"Of course, if you're not afraid of dying, go ahead and try."

Hearing that, Ma Hongjun immediately glanced at Jiang Chen. The moment he saw that outrageously handsome face, jealousy surged in his heart.

Damn, the heavens were way too unfair!

He had thought Boss Dai was handsome enough, but this guy was not only more handsome, he was taller, and several beauties were gathered around him!

It made his eyes turn red!

He was furious and shaking with cold! When would fat people like them finally rise up?

Still unconvinced, he clicked his tongue and asked Dai Mubai in a low voice, "Boss Dai, what's that guy's background? Is his Soul Power Level very high?"

Dai Mubai glanced in Jiang Chen's direction, his expression strange. "His Soul Power... I don't know. But his strength is absurd, and he seems to have mastered some special way of exerting force. I fought him at the Rose Hotel two days ago. This injury to my right hand came from that."

Ma Hongjun sucked in a breath. "Boss Dai, you're a level thirty-seven Soul Elder!"

"That's why I'm telling you to behave yourself."

Dai Mubai silently took a couple mouthfuls of porridge. "Otherwise, when you get beaten up, don't blame me for not warning you."

Ma Hongjun touched his round belly, then secretly glanced at Jiang Chen and the others, who were chatting and laughing nearby. In the end, he shrank back.

Forget it, forget it. Beauties were precious, but his life was worth more.

But... if he couldn't beat the one in black, then the one in blue looked easier to bully, didn't he?

Ma Hongjun's gaze shifted to Tang San, who was quietly drinking porridge. His small eyes rolled twice as he seemed to plot something.

After a simple breakfast, the group gathered at the academy square and stood in a row.

Before them stood two figures, one tall and one short.

They were Zhao Wuji and Flender.

Jiang Chen noticed that although Zhao Wuji's face was somewhat swollen, most of the injuries had been left over from yesterday's battle.

It seemed Zhao Wuji hadn't suffered a crushing blow from a Title Douluo last night.

After gaining an initial grasp of the Glazed Divine Eyes, Jiang Chen could already sense Tang Hao hiding in the shadows.

After all, one of the abilities granted by the Glazed Divine Eyes was the ability to detect fluctuations of Soul Power in the air.

No matter how well Tang Hao concealed himself, as long as he had used Soul Power, he could not escape the Glazed Divine Eyes' perception.

Thus, before every action, Jiang Chen would instinctively check whether Tang Hao was hiding nearby.

Yet what surprised him was that Tang Hao's aura seemed to have completely vanished after they entered Shrek Academy.

Could this guy be preparing to take revenge on Spirit Hall?

"Eh? Isn't that swindler?"

At that moment, Xiao Wu suddenly spoke from beside him, interrupting Jiang Chen's thoughts.

"Ahem, everyone's here, right? Let me introduce myself first."

Flender cleared his throat and stood directly before the five of them. Though he was not tall, he carried an imposing presence.

"I am Flender, headmaster of Shrek Academy. A level seventy-eight Soul Saint, with the Four-Eyed Cat Eagle as my Martial Soul."

After hearing his introduction, Xiao Wu let out an "Eh" from within the group.

So the swindler she had cursed for so long was actually a level seventy-eight Soul Saint!?

He wasn't going to hold a grudge against her, was he?

The others were also surprised.

It was not Flender's strength that surprised them, but the fact that an academy founded by several Soul Saints had such harsh conditions.

Soul Saint-level experts were figures royal families and nobles sought to recruit at any time. Combined with the resources a Soul Saint possessed, the academy they established should not have been so shabby.

"I know you have many questions right now, but I won't answer a single one of them."

Flender adjusted his glasses, and a sharp glint flashed across the lenses. "But there is one thing I can tell you."

"You are the strongest monsters Shrek Academy has ever admitted!"

After saying that, Flender deliberately paused. His gaze swept across the five of them in turn, expecting to see surprise, excitement, or fighting spirit on their faces.

Instead, no one responded.

For a moment, the silence in the air was rather awkward.

"Uh... then I'll continue."

Flender coughed dryly a few times. After briefly introducing the history of Shrek Academy, he assigned their training tasks for the day.

"Support-type Soul Masters, come with me. Everyone else, follow Teacher Zhao."

After Flender finished speaking, Zhao Wuji stepped forward and grinned at Tang San and the others. The bumps on his face had yet to fully subside, making him look somewhat comical.

"Yesterday, I was careless. Today, there won't be any incense for you lot. We'll take our time playing."

Seeing this, Xiao Wu shrank back. "Tang San, why do I feel like Teacher Zhao is smiling as if he wants to eat us...?"

Tang San did not find anything wrong with it. "It's fine. We can just have Brother Chen treat us afterward."

"That's true." Xiao Wu nodded.

The reason they had progressed so quickly was inseparable from Jiang Chen's outrageous healing ability.

It allowed them to fully squeeze out their potential during every training session without worrying that it would burden their bodies afterward.

After another brief exchange, everyone except Jiang Chen and Ning Rongrong left with Zhao Wuji.

"Before we officially begin training, I want to ask you a question."

At that moment, Flender suddenly said, "What do you think is the guiding principle of a Support-type Soul Master?"

Ning Rongrong answered almost without hesitation, "Of course, it's protecting yourself and providing your teammates with the most effective support on the battlefield!"

"Mm, a very standard answer."

Flender looked at Jiang Chen. "What about your answer?"

Ning Rongrong also looked over curiously.

If she had not experienced Jiang Chen's healing and enhancements firsthand, she would never have believed that he was a Support-type Soul Master.

The sight of him sending Zhao Wuji flying with a single punch was still vivid in her mind.

Facing their questioning gazes, Jiang Chen thought for a moment before giving his answer.

"I think that as a Support-type Soul Master, the first thing you need is to be able to fight and take a hit. Only then can you provide your teammates with the greatest possible help without becoming their weakness."

Hearing his answer, Ning Rongrong fell into thought.

That was right. No matter how powerful her support abilities were, without the ability to protect herself, she would still become a burden to the team.

"Besides, as a Support-type Soul Master, you don't necessarily have to support your teammates all the time."

As Jiang Chen's words fell, Ning Rongrong was visibly stunned for a moment.

If not her teammates, then who was he supporting? Could he possibly support the enemy?

Flender had not expected Jiang Chen to answer that way either, and he instinctively adjusted his glasses.

"Interesting. Can you elaborate?"