Selection Tournament?
For the next period of time, life was unusually peaceful.
Within the Shrek Academy's tightly-knit system, as long as you don't cause trouble, life is a simple routine: attending classes, training, and rushing to the cafeteria for food.
Dai Huabin, on the other hand, found himself with nothing to do.
The Ultimate Ice essence within him, after being fused with the External Soul Bone the Ice Jade Scorpion Tail, has become increasingly pure, and he has been familiarizing himself with his new power these past few days.
When he has free time, he sits by the window, fiddling with his teacup, pondering what lies ahead.
Something big happened in second grade.
For ordinary students, passing the Class Promotion Assessment is considered a great success.
But for the core disciples, especially those like Dai Huabin who know the details, there is a major event in the second year.
The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament.
That afternoon, the bell had just rung.
The trainees poured out, heading to the cafeteria for a late-night snack.
Mu Jin, the new homeroom teacher of Second-Year Class One, stood on the podium and patted the attendance list in her hand.
"Dai Huabin, Zhu Lu, Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao, Cui Yajie, you guys stay behind for a moment. And Xue Qingyao, please wait a moment as well."
Mu Jin is usually kind and gentle, wearing a simple dress and speaking softly, which is the complete opposite of Zhou Yi, who used to wear a mask and scold people every day.
Upon hearing the name, everyone stopped what they were doing.
The classroom quickly emptied. Mu Jin walked up to them, smoothed her hair, and spoke in a very formal tone.
"I have something to inform you of. Tomorrow morning, the academy will be holding a Selection Tournament for core disciples of the Outer Academy. You are all on the list and must attend on time. The location is the Great Soul Arena on the south side of the Soul Fighting Zone."
Wang Dong'er scratched her long, light blue hair, somewhat puzzled. "Selection Tournament? What are we selecting? Aren't regular sparring enough? Why do we have to drag it into the Soul Fighting Arena?"
"I can't say exactly what to choose. That's a rule set by the college's higher-ups."
Mu Jin smiled and turned to look at Dai Huabin.
"Huabin, you're the class monitor. Remember to lead the team tomorrow. Don't be late; this is very important."
Dai Huabin nodded. "I'll remember, Teacher Mu Jin."
Stepping out of the teaching building, the sun hadn't completely set yet, casting long shadows of the group.
Wang Dong'er walked with her hands behind her head, taking large strides, and seemed to be in a very good mood.
Last night, she fused with the Bright Left Arm Bone worth 9.5 million Gold Soul Coin, and now her Soul Power is so abundant that it seems ready to overflow at any moment.
"Huabin, you're quick-witted. Guess what the academy is up to?"
Wang Dong'er turned her head and asked.
Dai Huabin, who was walking ahead, stopped when he heard this and turned around to look at her.
"No need to guess." He said calmly.
"The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament, held every five years, is about to begin. Gathering all the core disciples for the Selection Tournament at this time can only have one purpose."
Xiao Xiao reacted quickly, her mouth slightly agape. "Shrek Seven Devils Reserve Team?"
"Smart," Dai Huabin said with a smile.
This was exactly what he wanted. More importantly, winning the Selection Tournament would allow him to enter the Inner Academy ahead of schedule.
But meditation on the Golden Tree, that is the most important.
Wang Dong'er's eyes lit up after hearing this.
She glanced at her companion, then at Xue Qingyao who stood silently next to Dai Huabin, and suddenly burst out laughing.
"That makes things simple. There are seven spots in total, right?"
Wang Dong'er counted on her fingers:
"You, Zhu Lu, Xue'er, me, Xiao Xiao, and Cui Yajie. That's six already. Does that mean that with so many core disciples from the Outer Academy, they can only compete for that last spot?"
Cui Yajie, fiddling with her pink hair, couldn't help but mutter:
"Dong'er, the tone you're using now is even more arrogant than the class monitor."
"I have the right to be arrogant."
Wang Dong'er raised her chin. The confidence that the Golden Radiance Left Arm Bone gave her was truly overwhelming.
She paused, then added:
"As for the last person, I think Ning Tian is quite suitable. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support capabilities are impeccable. We'll handle the fighting, and she'll handle the stat boosts—a perfect setup."
Dai Huabin listened to her detailed arrangements, a slight smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
"That's wishful thinking." Dai Huabin patted Wang Dong'er on the shoulder.
"The spots aren't allocated by dorm. If a fight breaks out tomorrow, you might be the first one kicked out."
"Don't look down on me!"
Wang Dong'er slapped his hand away, her eyes widening.
"Tomorrow I'll show you my newfound power."
Zhu Lu stood aside, watching Wang Dong'er's sullen expression, gently shook her head, and didn't respond.
The next morning, at the Outer Academy's Great Soul Arena.
When Dai Huabin led Zhu Lu and the others to the sidelines, quite a few people had already arrived.
They were all core disciples of the Outer Academy.
Ning Tian and Wu Feng stood together, with Nanmen Yun'er beside them. Upon seeing Dai Huabin, Ning Tian nodded slightly.
Looking further over there, I saw several unfamiliar faces from older students.
And in the most conspicuous position among this group of people stood two people.
He had long, dark blue hair, a tall and straight figure, and wore Shrek's school uniform, exuding an air of elegance and composure.
It was none other than Bei Bei, the Grandmaster of the Tang Sect and one of the Outer Academy Twin Stars.
Standing next to Bei Bei was a burly boy with fair skin, a square face, and a much stronger build than his peers, exuding a fierce aura.
This man, Dai Huabin, has a minor grudge against Xu Sanshi, the young master of the Mysterious Underworld Sect.
Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao, and Cui Yajie have all joined the Tang Sect. Seeing Bei Bei there, the three of them naturally went over to her.
"Grandmaster," Wang Dong'er called out.
Bei Bei turned her head, saw the three of them, and a gentle smile appeared on her face:
"Dong'er, Xiao Xiao, Yajie, you're here too. It seems this Selection Tournament competition is going to be very fierce."
While they were exchanging pleasantries, Dai Huabin noticed Jiang Nannan standing at a considerable distance.
She stood alone at the edge of the crowd, not speaking to anyone, just looking down at the ground.
Clearly, this Selection Tournament brought together the most outstanding students from the Outer Academy.
Dai Huabin walked slowly forward, nodded to Bei Bei from a distance of a few meters, and said nothing.
This is just a brief encounter. After all, the relationship between the two sides is currently in a delicate balance.
Bei Bei smiled and responded to Dai Huabin's greeting. But as soon as Dai Huabin turned around, the smile on Bei Bei's face immediately faded.
Xu Sanshi leaned close to Bei Bei's ear, lowered his voice, and spoke with undisguised frustration.
"Bei Bei, what did this kid eat to grow up like this? I heard that his Soul Power was already 45 when he took a test at the beginning of this semester."
Bei Bei sighed:
"Level 45. I specifically went to Teacher Mu Jin yesterday to confirm. Not only him, but his fiancée Zhu Lu has also broken through to level 41."