Descendant of Feng Xiaotian?

Beibei calmly stepped forward, activating his Martial Soul as he introduced himself.

"Beibei, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, Level 34 assault-type Soul Elder. Please advise!"

After studying in the Outer Court these past days, Beibei's confidence had returned.

Because he had realized something: in front of Lin Ming, he was the little brother—but aside from Lin Ming, everyone else was the little brother!

There was simply no one who could put up a fight!

Lao Bei's confidence had long since exploded; he looked at everyone as if they could be taken down in seconds.

Seeing the enormous phantom of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon behind his opponent, much of Zhao Tai's anger vanished.

Because he realized that his opponent dared to be so arrogant because he truly had the strength to back it up!

But this was the Freshman Assessment, and he absolutely could not back down now!

Zhao Tai encouraged himself and charged toward Beibei.

Beibei smiled confidently. As his first Spirit Ring flashed beneath his feet, both hands transformed into dragon claws crackling with blue lightning.

"First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"

The dragon claws collided with the bear paws, sending fierce sparks flying.

Zhao Tai was a power-oriented assault-type Soul Master. He had always been confident that his strength could rival that of a strength-type Soul Elder.

Yet after that exchange with Beibei, he was shocked to discover that he had actually lost to Beibei in the strength he was most proud of.

The characteristics of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul were well known to every student at Shrek Academy. It did not possess innate strength attributes like Zhao Tai's Earth Crushing Rock Bear Martial Soul.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was a purely assault-type Martial Soul.

Under such circumstances, there was only one reason Beibei could defeat Zhao Tai in raw strength: his physical condition had reached an astonishing level.

"Second Soul Skill, Rock Impact!"

Zhao Tai's second yellow Spirit Ring suddenly lit up. A layer of rock tightly wrapped around his arms, extending all the way to his chest, though it did not cover his entire upper body.

He raised both arms and charged at Beibei.

This time, Beibei also used his second Soul Skill.

The century-old Spirit Ring beneath his feet, which was very close to reaching a thousand years, lit up as vast amounts of lightning formed around him.

"Second Soul Skill, Thunderous Might!"

Countless lightning snakes formed an electric net that descended upon Zhao Tai.

Faced with such a large-scale attack, Zhao Tai felt utterly powerless, as though his fists had struck cotton.

The parts of his body not protected by the rock, however, became severely numb as soon as they came into contact with Beibei's second Soul Skill.

Seeing this, Zhao Tai's other two teammates hurried forward to help.

But their arrival did not change the situation in the slightest.

The wide-area lightning coverage of Beibei's second Soul Skill was simply not something two Soul Grandmasters could withstand.

The agility-type Soul Grandmaster barely managed to break free from the electric net and immediately ran toward the edge of the arena.

But before he could take more than a few steps, his entire body began moving backward.

He could only feel a tremendous suction force pulling him back.

Beibei raised his left hand. That was right—what he had used was the Tang Sect's ultimate technique, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon.

Under the pull of Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, the agility-type Soul Grandmaster had no chance of escaping.

Looking at the Blue Lightning dragon claws right before his eyes, he could only concede helplessly.

Next, Beibei defeated them one by one. He first took down the strongest, Zhao Tai, then unleashed another wave of powerful attacks that forced the defense-type Soul Grandmaster to surrender, securing victory in this match.

The entire match took less than five minutes. Lin Ming had not even finished cracking a plate of sunflower seeds.

He and Tang Ya had remained at the edge of the arena the entire time, never moving from their spots.

After all, Beibei had managed to fight three opponents alone while keeping them from approaching his teammates.

Tang Ya was undoubtedly the happiest of them all. This match had let her truly experience the joy of being carried.

She did not need to do anything at all to win so easily.

Tang Ya was currently only Level 17. There was no helping it—the talent of Blue Silver Grass was simply far too weak.

In the original work, even after receiving a great deal of Beibei's resources, Tang Ya had only barely broken through Level 30 during the vacation of her third year.

Otherwise, if she had not reached the Soul Elder rank by the start of fourth year, the academy would have directly advised her to withdraw.

Put nicely, it was called being advised to withdraw. Put bluntly, it was expulsion.

After all, Shrek Academy upheld the banner of accepting only monsters and not ordinary people. Even the most basic Outer Court had a strict elimination system.

Reaching the appropriate school year without attaining the corresponding rank was also one of the criteria for elimination.

Judging by Tang Ya's current progress, she likely would not break through to Soul Elder even by the vacation of her third year. As for what Tang Buddha Ancestor in the heavens would do, no one knew.

They could only take things one step at a time and adapt their plans to changing circumstances.

Lin Ming's team's second match was against Feng Xiu, the student with the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf Martial Soul.

Lin Ming was quite interested in this person's information. Among the people from the era ten thousand years ago in the original work, aside from the protagonist group, Feng Xiaotian was one of those who interested Lin Ming the most.

For Feng Xiu to break through to Soul Elder in his first year, his Innate Soul Power could not possibly have been lower than Level 8.

Combined with the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf Martial Soul, it was difficult not to connect him with the genius Feng Xiaotian from ten thousand years ago and assume Feng Xiu was the latter's descendant.

The members of both teams entered the arena.

Feng Xiu had short white hair, and his entire bearing was like the wind itself—elegant yet cold.

"Lin Ming, am I taking this match too?"

Beibei had also read Feng Xiu's information and asked eagerly.

Lin Ming shook his head. "I'll take this one. You handle his other two teammates. I want to see whether this Feng Xiu has anything special about him."

When Feng Xiu saw all three members of Lin Ming's team step onto the stage, a serious expression appeared on his face.

He had watched Lin Ming's team's previous match. He believed that even if he went all out, he might not be able to defeat Beibei unless he used that trump card, and even then, he would only have a slight chance of winning.

And from the conversation between the three of them, Lin Ming was clearly the core of the team.

Beibei was already this strong. The strength possessed by Lin Ming, the captain who had never made a move, was what Feng Xiu feared most.

"Feng Xiu, Gale Twin-Headed Wolf Martial Soul, Level 31 agility-type assault Soul Elder. Please advise!"

Like Feng Xiaotian, Feng Xiu followed a route that combined agility attacks with assault strength.

Of his two teammates, one was defense-type and the other control-type. Overall, the team lacked strong offensive power, which Feng Xiu had to make up for.

Two yellow and one purple Spirit Rings pulsed beneath his feet. Those who could enter Shrek Academy generally possessed the optimal Spirit Ring configuration.

Under the gazes of the students below the stage, Lin Ming slowly released his Martial Soul.

Students from the other classes had long heard from Class One's students about their seemingly miraculous class monitor. Now, they could finally witness Lin Ming release his Martial Soul with their own eyes.