The Prince Fleeing Disaster

Lu Fan was quite confident in his own heart regarding this.

However, compared to the current records of Tang Hao breaking through to Title Douluo in his forties, Lu Fan seemed to recall that Bibi Dong had reached that realm at around thirty-six.

Half a year later.

Lu Fan, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun went to the cafeteria together to eat.

They had originally planned to go out to a restaurant today to improve their diet.

But for some reason, Flender had gone mad, insisting that there was a major announcement and forbidding them from leaving the academy.

In the end, no matter how much they asked, they couldn't get a straight answer out of him.

"What do you think is wrong with the Dean? Do you think he's planning to raise the tuition fees?"

Oscar leaned in, speaking in a cheeky tone.

Lu Fan raised an eyebrow and joked, "Really? I can't afford the tuition, so I'll have to run away."

"Oh? And who is it that wants to betray the academy?"

Flender's voice rang out.

The three of them quickly looked over.

They saw that Flender had brought along a golden-haired youth dressed in luxurious, noble attire.

Flender adjusted his glasses and glared at Lu Fan.

Then, he introduced him: "This kid is named Dai Mubai. From now on, he will be cultivating with you all. Go ahead and introduce yourself to them."

Dai Mubai nodded and stepped forward. "Dai Mubai, 11 years old, Level 25 Battle Soul Master."

As he spoke, his White Tiger Martial Soul possessed him, and two yellow century-level soul rings rose to hover beneath his feet.

Seeing that Dai Mubai's Martial Soul quality was so high and his Soul Power Level was quite decent, the three of them finally looked at him with serious expressions.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Dai Mubai curled his lips, assuming they were stunned by his talent.

He stepped forward and smiled at the group: "Judging by your looks, you should all be younger than me. If you don't mind, call me Boss Dai. From now on, we're brothers. If you run into any trouble in the future, just come to me for help."

The three of them looked at each other upon hearing this, then burst into loud laughter.

Seeing this, Dai Mubai frowned.

"What are you laughing at?"

However, as he spoke, Flender behind him, and even the other teachers of Shrek Academy, couldn't help but chuckle.

For a moment, Dai Mubai was stunned.

He looked at Flender in confusion.

Flender smiled at the three of them and said, "You should also introduce yourselves to this new classmate. Hongjun, you're the weakest, you go first."

Hearing this, Ma Hongjun pouted and stood up with a look of reluctance. "Ma Hongjun, Level 19 Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul Evil Fire Phoenix, 9 years old this year."

Oscar stood up with a smile. "Oscar, Level 22 Tool Soul Master, Martial Soul Sausage, 10 years old this year."

Finally, the grand finale was Lu Fan.

"Lu Fan, Level 27 Tool Soul Master, Martial Soul Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, 9 years old this year."

"A 9-year-old Level 27 Soul Grand Master? How is that possible!"

Dai Mubai looked at Lu Fan in disbelief.

He was clearly at least two years older than the other boy, yet the other's Soul Power was actually two levels higher than his own.

Lu Fan smiled and stepped forward to pat Dai Mubai on the shoulder: "Welcome to our group. Shrek Academy recruits one or two new students every year, but to this day, only the three of us have managed to stay. I hope you can persevere."

"Also, it's the academy's rule: whoever is strongest is the boss. You can call me Brother Lu or Brother Fan, whichever you prefer."

Dai Mubai was momentarily speechless, but he still retorted stubbornly: "Higher Soul Power doesn't necessarily mean stronger combat ability. It's only a two-level gap; my White Tiger Martial Soul might not necessarily lose."

Hearing this, Lu Fan chuckled: "Heh, you don't think the quality of my Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum is low, do you?"

The atmosphere between the two became somewhat tense.

Regarding this scene, Flender nodded with a smile: "Not bad. Shrek students should have some spirit. Since neither of you is convinced by the other, why don't you have a fight and see?"

Hearing this, Dai Mubai turned his head to look at Flender in disbelief.

He hadn't expected a teacher to actually incite students to fight.

However, Dai Mubai thought this wasn't bad either.

He was a prince, after all; how could he possibly lose to a mere commoner?

The group arrived at the playground.

Lu Fan patted his stomach: "Just in time to get some exercise after eating to help with digestion."

Seeing Lu Fan treat him with such disregard, a flicker of anger rose in Dai Mubai's heart.

He snorted coldly, and his White Tiger Martial Soul possessed him.

Seeing this, Lu Fan likewise summoned his own Martial Soul.

One yellow and one purple soul ring appeared beneath Lu Fan's feet.

"What? A thousand-year second ring!"

Dai Mubai stared at the color of the soul rings beneath Lu Fan's feet in disbelief.

Lu Fan smiled faintly: "It has always been me who fights those of higher ranks, I never expected someone would actually want to fight me while being lower-ranked today."

"Come on, let me see what you're made of."

Lu Fan beckoned to Dai Mubai with his finger.

The provocation was full-blown.

Dai Mubai's eyes no longer held their previous dissatisfaction, replaced entirely by deep wariness.

At the same time, a thought rose in his heart: I came to the right place.

"I never expected this small, seemingly dilapidated academy to be so full of hidden talent—a Soul Saint principal and a student with a thousand-year second ring."

"Could it be that this school has mastered the secret to helping students absorb soul rings beyond their age limits!"

Dai Mubai's heart burned with excitement for a moment.

But for now, he had to finish this fight first.

"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Intense Light Wave."

The second soul ring beneath Dai Mubai's feet lit up as he leaned forward, and the White Tiger phantom behind him spat a white beam of light toward Lu Fan.

"First Soul Skill, Singular Velvet Protection, Second Soul Skill, Golden Power."

The two soul rings beneath Lu Fan's feet flashed simultaneously.

He stood right where he was, remaining as steady as a mountain.

He made no move to defend, choosing instead to take Dai Mubai's second soul skill head-on.

When the white light dissipated, it revealed Lu Fan, whose clothes were not even stained.

Lu Fan chuckled: "Is that all your attack power amounts to?"

Dai Mubai frowned and rushed forward, swinging his tiger claws, but Lu Fan simply stood there with his hands in his pockets, and Dai Mubai could not even break through his most basic defense.

Dai Mubai unleashed technique after technique, yet he could not even force Lu Fan to take a single step back.

Seeing this, Lu Fan laughed: "The outcome is already clear; you cannot even break my defense."

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai stopped his attack, though he still stubbornly retorted: "I didn't expect your defense to be this strong. It is true that I cannot break your defense, but you might not be able to break mine either."

As he spoke, Dai Mubai activated his first soul skill, White Tiger Protection Barrier.

A faint golden protective barrier enveloped Dai Mubai.

Seeing this, Lu Fan merely smiled faintly.

He raised the metallic Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum: "Falling Blossoms."

The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum was lifted high into the air by Lu Fan's soul power.

It began to rotate at high speed, following Lu Fan's will.

As it spun, countless petals, sharp as small knives, were flung outward.

Ding, ding, ding.

The knife-like petals struck Dai Mubai's protective barrier, creating a clanging sound.

Unlike Lu Fan, who had stood still with ease just moments before, Dai Mubai now looked as if he were under immense pressure, constantly retreating.

Before long, cracks began to appear on Dai Mubai's barrier.