Tang San's Day of Suffering, Part One

However, no one present could identify this Martial Soul.

Li Yusong's eyes betrayed a hint of confusion: "What kind of Martial Soul is this? It's all black and murky..."

The Martial Soul was a purplish-black hue with a tinge of cyan, looking exactly like a twisted vine...

Tang San's face turned black in an instant, and the corner of his eye couldn't stop twitching again.

Insulting him was one thing, but insulting the hard work he and his teacher had poured into it was absolutely unacceptable!

"This is... Blue Silver Grass. I am the most talented Blue Silver Grass Spirit Master on the continent, level twenty-six... It's perfectly normal for outsiders not to recognize it since my Martial Soul has changed its appearance."

But Tang San had no choice but to endure it.

He couldn't defeat a Spirit Emperor right now.

Meanwhile, the group behind Tang San was filled with shock: twelve years old, a level twenty-six Blue Silver Grass Spirit Master?!

A trash Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass could actually be cultivated to level twenty-six?!

Li Yusong nodded: "Fine, the little girl over there, come over."

Xiao Wu walked up to the table.

She took ten Gold Soul Coins from her pink purse: "Teacher, I can pay my own registration fee. Could you let him take back the extra Gold Soul Coins he paid for me?"

Li Yusong had no objections.

"Fine, kid, hurry up and take your money back. The little girl doesn't care for you paying her way."

Xiao Wu placed the Gold Soul Coins into the wooden box and repeated the words she had already said three times to Tang San:

"I've said it three times on the road: thank you, but I have money, you don't need to pay for me."

Tang San looked aggrieved: "Xiao Wu, I was just trying to help you!"

Xiao Wu repeated herself: "Thank you, no need."

After having her bone age tested, she summoned her Martial Soul and two century-level Soul Rings:

"Martial Soul, Soft Bone Rabbit."

Li Yusong felt the spirit power radiating from Xiao Wu, nearing level thirty, and his interest was piqued: "Not bad, not bad."

Shrek had truly been getting better and better over the years.

This little girl's spirit power was high, and this dark-skinned kid wasn't bad either; good, all of them were good!

"Mm, good."

He couldn't stop nodding.

He said to Dai Mubai behind him: "Mubai, take them inside."

Tang San looked at this person named Dai Mubai and discovered that he wasn't looking at him, but rather at someone behind him.

His eyes were fixed, revealing an undisguised desire, shimmering with an strange luster.

Tang San turned his head to look behind him.

His pupils dilated.

So... so beautiful!

In the line of three people behind them, there were two stunning young girls.

The girl standing in front had a cold temperament, a slender figure, skin as white as snow, an exquisitely delicate face, and clear, bright eyes. Her figure was absolutely perfect; even in black clothing, it couldn't hide her terrifying waist-to-hip ratio.

The girl behind her was the complete opposite extreme. She had yellow hair, wore a goose-yellow dress, and a gentle smile graced her delicate, pretty face, making her look extremely well-behaved and adorable.

She was simply a healing little angel!

Just by standing there, the two of them were a beautiful sight at the village entrance.

Dai Mubai didn't lead the others away immediately, choosing instead to wait for the two girls.

Tang San had no objections; although in his heart Xiao Wu was the most beautiful, waiting a little longer didn't matter.

Xiao Wu didn't care either.

The cold girl finished her test first.

She passed.

Next was the well-behaved and adorable girl.

The girl summoned her Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul.

Li Yusong's expression changed: "You... is your family willing to allow this?"

The young girl chuckled, her voice soft, melodious, and supple, carrying a tender quality that made one's heart itch.

"Isn't it said that as long as one meets the criteria, they can enroll?"

"Could it be that I don't qualify?"

Li Yusong fell silent for a moment.

He thought about it; he was only responsible for recruitment, so if they met the requirements, he would accept them. If there were any issues later, they would be looking for that old lecher, which had nothing to do with him.

"Fine, go ahead."

A heat flared in Dai Mubai's eyes—it was actually the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul?!

He stepped forward and offered Ning Rongrong a gentle smile, his attitude warm and friendly: "Two junior sisters, I am your senior. If you have any problems in the future, feel free to come to me. Now, follow me."

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and giggled: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Senior..."

She looked exactly like a well-behaved young lady.

Dai Mubai felt as if the sun were shining brightly in his heart.

Afterward, Dai Mubai led the four of them toward the village.

Upon reaching the second round, because other students in line were dissatisfied with them being exempted from the test, they all underwent martial soul and soul power verification.

They were all geniuses above level 25.

Tang San was shocked to discover that he was actually the weakest one?!

Xiao Wu was level 29, Zhu Zhuqing was level 27, and Ning Rongrong was actually level 26!

It was the same as his own soul power!

One had to know that the cultivation speed of support-type soul masters was the slowest.

And yet, she was on par with him?!

Tang San had originally wanted to rely on his supreme talent to show off his skills at Shrek Academy, to demonstrate his charm to Xiao Wu, but how could he show off now?

I've become the weakest!

In an instant, Tang San fell into an extreme state of psychological imbalance. Ever since he arrived outside Shrek Village, nothing had gone his way.

Li Yusong had insulted his and his teacher's hard work on the Blue Silver Grass, and now he was being outclassed by everyone.

This was truly... a terrible start!

Tang San could only console himself: The Blue Silver Grass is a trash martial soul by nature; it is only because of your hard work and your teacher's guidance that you have reached level 26, which is already very good. It doesn't matter if the improvement is slow. Don't look at the low soul power; your actual strength exceeds theirs!

In the face of your poison, who can stop you?

You are the strongest!

The second round ended, and they were exempted from the third round.

On the way to the fourth round, Oscar was pushing his stall cart, preparing to go to the entrance to sell sausages.

The scent of the sausages traveled with him.

Suddenly, from over a hundred meters away, Wow!

Oscar's eyes lit up instantly.

So beautiful!

And there were three of them!

What kind of good luck had the academy stumbled upon?!

Last year there was Xia Yan, and this year there were three more new students!

It wasn't easy to make it to the fourth round!

Then he noticed, why was there a dark-skinned guy following them?

No, he should be called a dark-skinned man; this person looked much older than him, even older than Dai Mubai.

A family member?

That wasn't right; weren't family members forbidden from entering?

After pondering for a moment, Oscar realized, Could he be a new student too?

Four new students this year?!

At the thought of Xia Yan's terrifying display earlier, the curiosity in Oscar's heart was thoroughly piqued.

No, forget about making money; I have to follow them and take a look.

Oscar trailed after them.

Tang San keenly sensed that the stall owner, who had been a hundred meters away, was actually following them.

He frowned, "Why is that sleazy uncle following us?"

If I teach that sleazy stall owner a lesson, would I be able to show off my strength in front of Xiao Wu?

Would Xiao Wu change her opinion of me?

Tang San felt eager to try and was already preparing to walk over and teach Oscar a lesson, but unexpectedly, Dai Mubai merely glanced behind them, "That's also a student of the academy named Oscar. His Martial Soul is a sausage. Don't let his beard fool you; he's actually only fourteen, just two years older than you all..."

Ning Rongrong and the others looked back at Oscar's thick beard, and could vaguely discern the aura of a peer, sighing at how truly novel it was.

Tang San, however, wore a look of disappointment; he wouldn't be able to show off after all.

Under the clear sky, above a forest that stretched as far as the eye could see, a cyan figure was flying at high speed along the river.

Xia Yan sat on the back of the Jade Green Bird, observing everything around him.

He had come here, of course, to find the Blue Silver Emperor, but since he didn't know the exact location of Holy Soul Village, he could only search along the river.

He knew that the Blue Silver Emperor was beneath a waterfall.