"Cough, cough, cough... I'm alive again... Little Tang San... ugh... ugh..."
With Little Tang San's help, Yu Xiaogang finally managed to struggle his heavy eyelids open.
But just as he tried to thank Little Tang San beside him, his throat suddenly churned like a raging sea, and he couldn't help throwing up violently.
Filthy, murky stuff kept pouring from his mouth, splattering all over the ground. He looked utterly miserable.
Yu Xiaogang stared at the mess on the floor, his face full of disbelief. Then he turned to Little Tang San, who stood beside him looking worried, and asked in confusion,
"Little San, I didn't even have spicy pepper soup or soy milk this morning. How did I end up throwing this stuff up?"
As Yu Xiaogang spoke, Little Tang San hurriedly covered his mouth, afraid he might start throwing something up too.
He shook his head hard again, the corners of his eyes reddening. He looked as if he might burst into tears from grievance at any moment.
But Yu Xiaogang's attention was soon drawn elsewhere, leaving him no time to pay any mind to Tang San.
His gaze locked onto Xiao Yexuan in the distance like a hawk's, his face livid as he ground his teeth.
That was a way to break through the limits on his Soul Power!
Yet he had been defeated by this mere One-Ring Soul Master—and in such a humiliating fashion.
His mouth was full of a sour, rancid taste, mixed with the lingering stench of vomit.
Remembering how Luo Sanpao's foul farts had surrounded him and left him reeling, his stomach lurched. He dropped to the ground again and began retching violently.
Watching Yu Xiaogang suffer so miserably at his hands, Xiao Yexuan couldn't help feeling delighted.
At the same time, he had gained a whole new appreciation for his Soul Skill. He hadn't expected such an unassuming ability to have so many ingenious uses.
In the future, when dealing with enemies who specialized in area-of-effect attacks that released smoke, this Soul Skill would surely come in handy.
"Teacher, our young master defeated a level twenty-nine peak Soul Grandmaster with the weakest Soul Power. With skills like that, he should be able to enter Blue Tyrant Academy and be accepted, right?"
After dealing with the mess involving Yu Xiaogang, Ning Rongrong beamed and looked at the Blue Tyrant Academy teacher, her voice brimming with barely restrained anticipation.
The Blue Tyrant Academy teacher had already taken a liking to Xiao Yexuan just from looking at his handsome, distinguished face, and couldn't wait to bring him into the academy.
Blue Tyrant Academy's admissions standards weren't particularly strict to begin with. The teacher stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly, smiling broadly. "Excellent, excellent."
"If this student joins our school, he'll surely bring us a wonderful surprise in the future."
Those words struck a chord with Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu. All three were positively beaming.
Ning Rongrong lifted her chin with a smug, proud look. "Of course! You'd better believe it—our young master is no ordinary person!"
"He's so refined and handsome, and so courageous. How could he possibly be like that pile of rotten fish and shrimp from Shrek Academy?"
"Not only are their students all filthy and disheveled, enough to make you sick just looking at them, but even their teachers are cold and callous, standing by while someone dies."
Ning Rongrong was still fuming, and everything about them rubbed her the wrong way.
Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she glared straight at Flender, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"His good friend was nearly suffocating, but he had the nerve to use moral principles to order his students to help Yu Xiaogang. Meanwhile, he just stood there and watched, refusing even to give Yu Xiaogang mouth-to-mouth resuscitation."
"Honestly, what kind of harm would a heartless teacher like that bring to Blue Tyrant Academy if he joined the school? Teacher, don't you agree with me?"
Ning Rongrong stared intently at the Blue Tyrant Academy teacher, her eyes full of accusation.
These people from Shrek Academy would be living alongside them at Shrek Academy in the future, and training alongside their young master. Did they even deserve to?
They all had to be driven out!!
The Blue Tyrant Academy teachers followed her gaze toward the people from Shrek Academy. The more they looked, the more they felt that this bunch had questionable character. Their faces clouded over with worry.
Just as the teachers were wavering, Flender, Zhao Wuji, and the others glanced over at them, their gazes carrying a hint of contempt and oppressive menace.
The several Blue Tyrant Academy teachers trembled involuntarily under the Soul Power pressure bearing down on them.
After all, in this world where strength ruled, how could a few mediocre Soul Masters like them possibly stand a chance against Soul Saints like Flender and Zhao Wuji?
They didn't dare provoke such powerful people.
So the teacher leading the group cleared his throat lightly, breaking the standoff, and said cautiously,
"Cough, cough. We old fellows aren't very strong. In our day-to-day work, we only dare recruit students whose Soul Power is about on par with ours. That way, we can be sure they'll be able to attend Blue Tyrant Academy."
"But everyone here is far stronger than we are... Decisions about whether you'll stay, as well as your salaries and treatment, will have to wait until you meet our dean."
"Our dean is in the little forest outside the school right now. You can come with me to meet her."
Then the leading teacher instructed the other two, "Take the people from Shrek Academy to meet the dean."
After that, he turned to Xiao Yexuan, his face breaking into a thoroughly satisfied smile. He beckoned to him warmly and said,
"Your name is Xiao Yexuan, right? I'm very pleased with your strength and your performance just now. I'll take you to the academic affairs office to register!"
Xiao Yexuan gently closed the folding fan in his hand with a fluid motion, then gave the teacher a slight nod. A faint smile spread across his handsome face as he replied calmly, "Of course, teacher. I'll follow your arrangements."
Then Xiao Yexuan slowly turned to Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu, and gave them a smile as warm as a spring breeze. He said gently,
"Ladies, I'm going with this teacher to register. I hope we'll meet again someday."
Xiao Yexuan had meant to say a proper farewell, but the three girls' affection for him had already soared to its peak. He was all they could think about, and they simply couldn't bear to part from him.
So all three hurried forward at once and looked earnestly at the teacher, speaking urgently.
"Teacher, we want to join this school too! We want to go with you to the academic affairs office and register!"
"That's no problem at all. Come along with me—hurry!"
After speaking, the Blue Tyrant Academy teacher hurried off toward the school grounds.
Xiao Yexuan followed close behind him.
The three girls were like three cheerful little sparrows, overjoyed and chattering as they gathered around Xiao Yexuan and followed him every step of the way.
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