The male student lounged leisurely, a blade of grass between his lips. Its stem was pale and tender, and as he slowly chewed it, it even left behind a faint sweetness.
"It feels like a dream. A great Buddha like Shrek actually came to a tiny academy like ours. Every one of them is above level thirty.
"The teachers are even more terrifying: three Soul Saints, and one of them is from the food system!"
"Yu Tianheng, heir to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Dai Mubai, whose martial soul and surname are exactly like the Dai Family of the Star Luo Empire. For all we know, he might be from the Star Luo Imperial Family.
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon and the White Tiger... I never thought I'd attend the same academy as people with martial souls like those.
"From now on, I can brag about it until the day I die."
"That Tang San really is dark, like a lump of charcoal, and short too. But he's genuinely strong. Fourteen years old and already over level thirty. I'm eighteen, yet I can't even compare to a fourteen-year-old with Blue Silver Grass!"
"Not to mention Oscar from the support system. People are trying to recruit him both openly and secretly.
"And the fattest one, Ma Hongjun—someone saw him walking out of Spring Breeze Courtyard yesterday, looking completely refreshed...
"Sigh, my goddess Xiao Wu never shows up. I wonder what she's doing now."
At the thought of Xiao Wu, a sweet curve appeared on his lips as he sank into the hazy longing of a lovestruck youth.
His waist could not help but twist.
"Roar, roar, roar... Goddess Xiao Wu..."
The last time he had seen Goddess Xiao Wu's retreating figure had been a month ago. That captivating silhouette...
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