Monster Academy? Tang San and the Others Would Face an Evolved Imperial Fighting Team

"Gather."

Ye Qing spoke those two words casually, but the members of the Imperial Fighting Team had already instinctively surrounded him.

no way,

For the past six months, every time Ye Qing used this tone to talk about gatherings,

What follows are either hellish special training or deadly combat missions.

Over time,

Upon hearing those two words, everyone automatically enters a state of combat readiness.

It can be described as a Pavlovian method of training Soul Master.

Ye Qing glanced at the crowd, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"There's a Soul Fighting challenge coming up, and the opponent has already been chosen."

Upon hearing this, Dugu Yan was the first to stand up.

"Finally!"

She clenched her fists, her eyes practically spitting fire.

After six months of intensive training, she was practically rotting away.

He spends all his time either cultivating or fighting Soul Beast, and he's never even gotten close to a decent Soul Master opponent.

"I thought we'd be training forever."

Dugu Yan snorted coldly, her tone revealing undisguised excitement.

Yu Feng chuckled as well, "Sister Yan, at least let Brother Ye finish what he was saying."

Osler: "That's right."

Shi Mo rubbed his hands together and grinned, "But you really should practice; your bones are getting rusty from sitting around all day."

Shi Mo nodded silently beside him.

Ye Qing raised his hand, suppressing the crowd's agitation.

"The opponent is Shrek Team."

Everyone looked at each other, their expressions surprisingly unanimous: Who is this?

The members of the Imperial Fighting Team knew every famous team on the continent like the back of their hand.

They know exactly which team has which Martial Soul configuration and what tactics they use.

The name Shrek was completely unfamiliar to me.

Ning Rongrong broke the silence first, her expression indescribable.

"... Shrek? That's such an awful name!"

She frowned in disgust.

"It sounds sticky and smells like green mollusks."

The crowd couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

Ye Lingling stood in the corner, covering her mouth and chuckling softly. Even Dugu Yan, who always had a cold face, twitched at the corner of her mouth.

What respectable person would name their student like that?

Ye Qing smiled and shook her head, then slowly said after the laughter subsided, "Don't be in such a hurry to laugh."

"The name Shrek is really not good; it's said to be taken from the name of a monster."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across everyone's faces.

Shrek Academy, meaning "Monster Academy," is a prestigious Soul Master Academy.

Ning Rongrong's smile froze in mid-air.

Yu Feng subconsciously exchanged a glance with Shi Mo.

Even Dugu Yan's expression changed slightly.

"What arrogance!"

Anyone who can put such words on their signboard is either a braggart or truly capable.

Ye Qing didn't give everyone much time to process the information before changing the subject and getting to the main point.

"Let me tell you what I know first."

He held up one finger. "The captain of the Shrek Team is named Dai Mubai, his Martial Soul is the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, and his Soul Power is around level thirty-eight."

Thirty-eight?

Yu Feng raised an eyebrow. "It's alright, barely passable."

Ye Qing continued, "The team member is Xiao Wu, with the Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul, level 31."

"Oscar, a food-type support Soul Master, his Martial Soul is a sausage, level 31."

"Etc."

Ning Rongrong raised her hand to interrupt, "Martial Soul... Sausage?"

"Sausage," Ye Qing repeated.

Ning Rongrong's expression could have been the subject of a short essay, but it ultimately boiled down to a heartfelt sigh, "I still think this team is a bit abstract."

Ye Qing suppressed a laugh and finished reading the rest of the list, "Ma Hongjun, Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul, Level 28."

"Zhu Zhuqing, Nether Civet Martial Soul, Level 28."

"There's another one named Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, level 32."

Not long ago, he investigated the Shrek Team and confirmed that all of them were present, plus an unheard-of support-type Soul Grandmaster.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's expressions visibly relaxed.

"Apart from Dai Mubai, who's at level 38 and not bad, the rest of them are way behind us."

Yu Feng leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his tone somewhat dismissive.

"Blue Silver Grass, Soft Bone Rabbit, Sausage... How should I put it, this combination is a bit meager."

Shi Mo nodded in agreement. "With just Sister Yan, a Soul King, we can dominate the entire arena."

Shi Mo added from the side, "Not to mention Brother Ye."

Everyone agreed, and the atmosphere relaxed again.

Ye Qing didn't speak, she just smiled.

Then he held up two fingers.

"There are two more prerequisites I need to tell you."

"First, I will not participate in this Soul Fighting."

Everyone was slightly taken aback.

Dugu Yan was the first to frown. "Why?"

"Do you think they'd have a chance against me if I played?"

Ye Qing shrugged and said, "This Soul Fighting was just a warm-up for you guys anyway."

It's a bit of a shame to lose a captain who could instantly kill Soul Emperor, but there's no need to panic.

After all, they still have Soul King Dugu Yan.

Then Ye Qing raised a second finger, her smile deepening.

"Secondly, I need to remind you that, apart from Captain Dai Mubai, most of the Shrek team members are only twelve or thirteen years old."

"What?!"

This sentence is as devastating as a depth charge.

Yu Feng's relaxed expression shattered instantly. "... How old did you say they were?"

"Twelve or thirteen years old."

Ye Qing repeated himself, speaking at a moderate pace.

The expressions on everyone's faces finally changed.

What does it mean to reach this Soul Power Level at the age of twelve or thirteen?

This means that among those of you at the same age, probably few could compare to you.

Ye Lingling muttered to herself, "Monster Academy... it's really not just a name."

Just as everyone was readjusting their mindset, Ye Qing dropped one last noteworthy point.

"There's one person I want to talk about separately."

He looked at everyone, his tone turning serious. "Tang San."

Dugu Yan narrowed her eyes slightly.

She's mentioned that name once already.

The Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, level 32, doesn't seem particularly remarkable at first glance.

But it's also somewhat strange.

The Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul is notoriously Trash Martial Soul, so Tang San, at the age of twelve, being able to cultivate it to level thirty-two is indeed a genius.

"Blue Silver Grass sounds unremarkable, but this person is proficient in a special technique called Hidden Weapon, which is unpredictable and difficult to defend against."

Ye Qing paused for a moment to make sure everyone was listening.

"More importantly, he was skilled in using poison."

These three words carried more weight than all the previous intelligence combined.

"Poison?"

Dugu Yan's brows furrowed sharply.

No one present knew more about drugs than her.

Yu Feng dropped all his playful expression and looked at Ye Qing seriously. "Hidden Weapon plus poison? Is this guy's fighting style that dirty?"

It's not dirty.

Ye Qing corrected him.

"It's dangerous."

"Blue Silver Grass is a control-type Martial Soul. When combined with Hidden Weapon and poison techniques, this person becomes the biggest variable on the battlefield."

"You think he's weak, but that's his sharpest weapon."

He needed to remind everyone of this.

Otherwise, we might suffer the same fate as in the original story, due to underestimating someone.

Osler clicked his tongue and muttered under his breath, "Making drugs... it feels a bit like Yanzi's methods."

Dugu Yan glanced at him coldly. "When I use poison, I call it art."

Osler immediately shut up, his survival instinct kicking in.

Ye Qing clapped his hands and concluded, "In short, we must not let our guard down in this battle."

"Their level is lower than yours, but their talent and methods are not to be underestimated."

"Especially Tang San, don't give him a chance to injure himself with Hidden Weapon."

The group nodded in unison, their previous disdain completely gone.

After everyone left, Ye Qing leaned back in his chair alone, tapping the table with his fingers.

He described Shrek as very special just to warn the Imperial Fighting Team not to underestimate them.

But he knew in his heart that after his hellish training, the Imperial Fighting Team was no longer the same as before.

Leaving aside the Soul Power Level.

The team's coordination and teamwork have reached a new level.

More importantly, the extra boost from the Soul Bone gives everyone an additional trump card.

Especially Dugu Yan.

Her Martial Soul Evolution the Green Phosphorus Flood Dragon, and the extent of her transformation surprised even Ye Qing himself.

Today, Dugu Yan is already an overwhelming presence among her peers.

Even among the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall, none could compare to her.

Even without their personal involvement, Tang San and his group would find it incredibly difficult to win.

Ye Qing crossed his legs, glanced out the window, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

However, to be fair, he wasn't actually that concerned about the outcome of this match.

What he was truly curious about was Tang San.

"With the protagonist's halo around you, how real are you?"