Four Strange People Fall from the Sky

At the entrance of Shrek Academy.

Xiao Wu stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at Dai Mubai: "Boss Dai, you stole my carrot!"

Dai Mubai, chewing on half a carrot, looked indignant: "I, the dignified Young Master Dai, would steal your carrot? I got this from the cafeteria."

"The cafeteria's carrots are mine too! I made an agreement with the cafeteria lady yesterday to save them for me this morning!"

"Then why didn't you write your name on it?"

"I took a bite! There are tooth marks on it!"

"There are no tooth marks on this one."

"That's because that's a different one!"

The two were arguing incessantly. Oscar stood to the side, gnawing on a sausage and watching the show, while Ma Hongjun bit into a chicken leg, gloating. Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing stood nearby, one shaking her head in resignation, the other watching with cold indifference.

Tang San watched it all with a smile, feeling that this was the life he wanted.

Then the sky exploded.

Four figures descended from the heavens, slamming into the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The speed was so fast that there was no time to react. Only four loud bangs were heard, dust billowed into the sky, and the ground shook violently.

Four large craters appeared at the entrance of Shrek Academy.

Xiao Wu's carrot dropped, and Dai Mubai's half-carrot fell as well. Oscar's sausage slipped from his mouth, and Ma Hongjun nearly choked to death on his chicken leg.

Everyone stood frozen on the spot, as if struck by a paralysis spell.

Amidst the swirling dust, the first figure crawled out of a crater.

Han Li was in rags, his face covered in grime, his hair as messy as a bird's nest.

Yet his eyes remained calm, like two pools of stagnant water, quickly scanning the surrounding environment.

He frowned slightly, sensing the spiritual power within his body, and calculated silently: the spiritual energy in this realm was peculiar, completely different from the Immortal World.

His cultivation had been suppressed to... barely Foundation Establishment? This was not good.

He calmly tucked the Heavenly Bottle into his sleeve, stood straight, brushed the dust off his body, and expressionlessly sized up this group of strangers.

Keep a low profile, Han Li told himself silently. Until I figure out the rules of this world, it is best not to reveal my trump cards.

From the second crater, Xiao Yan crawled out, covered in dirt.

His clothes were riddled with holes, revealing the faint, flickering Exotic Flame patterns on his right arm.

He slapped the dust off his body irritably, cursing: "Damn it, what is this place? Where is the Dou Qi? Why can't I sense any Dou Qi?"

He tried to mobilize the Exotic Flame within him, but only weak sparks flickered at his fingertips, lacking even one-ten-thousandth of their former power.

Xiao Yan's face turned livid, and he smashed a fist into the ground: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river... wait, did I say that too early?"

The third crater caused the biggest commotion.

Shi Hao jumped straight out of the pit, his upper body bare. His clothes had been completely shredded during the transit, revealing a well-defined, muscular physique that glistened in the sunlight.

He took a deep breath, his eyes shining like two lanterns. He looked around and shouted excitedly: "Good! Good! Good! This place has the scent of battle!"

Everyone watched this muscular man jumping around on the spot like a monkey on stimulants, and they all took a step back in unison.

His first reaction was to fight?

Oscar muttered under his breath: "A muscle-bound man falls from the sky... should I eat a sausage to calm my nerves?"

The fourth crater was the quietest.

Wang Lin walked out of the pit in a leisurely manner.

His clothes were surprisingly neat, clearly protected by his last shred of strength during the final moments of the transit.

His face was pale, his features so delicate they didn't look like a man's, and his long hair hung over his shoulders, giving him a cold, aloof temperament.

He elegantly brushed the dust off his sleeves, glanced at the "ants" around him, and let out a cold snort.

"A bunch of ants."

The tone, the expression, the posture—it was as if he hadn't crawled out of a pit, but had descended from the Nine Heavens.

The four men stood in a row, disheveled yet each with their own distinct demeanor: one calm as ice, one irritable as fire, one excited as a monkey, and one arrogant as a god.

The Shrek group finally regained their senses.

Xiao Wu covered her mouth, her eyes wide: "Wow, the way these four appeared is so strange..."

Dai Mubai frowned, his soul power perception telling him the truth: "Their soul power fluctuations... so weak, only around one ring?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Wang Lin with curiosity: "That person looks so pretty..."

Zhu Zhuqing replied coldly: "Too bad he's a man."

Tang San let out a long breath, suppressing the shock in his heart.

He was the quickest of them all to regain his composure; after all, he was someone who had seen big scenes! He stepped forward, his Blue Silver Grass martial soul releasing instinctively, a gentle aura radiating from him.

He cupped his hands politely and asked with a smile: "Friends, are you... alright? Are you injured? Do you need any help?"

Tang San's smile was gentle and sincere; he was truly the warm-hearted pillar of Shrek Academy.

The gazes of the four individuals landed on Tang San simultaneously.

Han Li examined him with an expressionless face. This person's aura is amicable, but his smile is overly enthusiastic. There must be something fishy here. I'll make a note of it.

Xiao Yan scanned him up and down. Blue hair, blue clothes, and he even released his Martial Soul? Grass? A trash Martial Soul? Tsk, even weaker than me.

Shi Hao tilted his head. This guy's body is a bit strange; it feels like he's hiding some secret. But whatever, as long as he can fight, it's fine.

Wang Lin cast a glance. His cultivation is low and insignificant, but there is something on his causal line... interesting.

Tang San felt somewhat uncomfortable being stared at by four pairs of eyes and was just about to ask again.

The four exchanged glances and, for the first time, spoke in unison: "Who are you?"

Tang San's smile froze on his face.

Behind him, Xiao Wu burst into a giggle.

Oscar whispered, "Third Brother just got shut down."

Dai Mubai gloated, "Serves him right, who told him to play the nice guy."

Tang San took a deep breath, struggling to maintain his smile: "I am Tang San, a student of Shrek Academy. This place is called Douluo Continent, and it is..."

Xiao Yan interrupted him: "Douluo Continent? Never heard of it."

Shi Hao cut in: "Can you fight?"

Wang Lin sneered: "This Seat is not interested either."

Han Li remained silent, but his eyes were filled with the same sentiment.

Tang San opened his mouth, his train of thought interrupted for the second time. He felt as if he were conversing with four creatures on entirely different frequencies.

In the distance, Dean Flender stood by the window upstairs, holding a teacup and watching the scene, muttering to himself: "A strange phenomenon from the heavens... these four people are no ordinary folk."

Yu Xiaogang stood behind him, adjusting his glasses: "Their soul power fluctuations are very strange; they don't seem like natural-born Spirit Masters."

"That's what makes it interesting." Flender took a sip of tea. "Shrek Academy is about to get lively again."

Downstairs, Han Li had already quietly retreated two steps, standing in the shadows.

Xiao Yan was still grumbling while checking the Dou Qi inside his body.

Shi Hao had already started doing push-ups to warm up, preparing to find someone to fight.

Wang Lin leaned against the wall, closing his eyes to rest, as if nothing had anything to do with him.

Tang San stood in the middle of the four, feeling like a rabbit caught between four wild beasts.

He looked back at Xiao Wu, his eyes pleading for help.

Xiao Wu spread her hands, indicating she was unable to help.

Tang San took a deep breath and reorganized his words: "Since you have traveled from afar, why not come to the academy to rest for a while? We can talk slowly."

The four exchanged glances once more.

Han Li: I can take this opportunity to learn about this world. I'll go.

Xiao Yan: I'm hungry; resting is fine.

Shi Hao: There should be people in the academy who can fight, right?

Wang Lin: This Seat is indifferent.

Tang San revealed a smile for the third time. This one was genuine; at least they didn't ask who he was again.