All of Them Were Monsters

Xiao Wu, who had no idea what was going on, looked at Tang San and asked curiously.

"Who is she?"

Tang San said in a low voice, "She once tried to kill me!"

Dai Mubai, who had interacted with Tang San before, looked at Retsu Unohana and Tang San in confusion.

"Could there be some misunderstanding?"

Tang San gently set Xiao Wu down, his eyes never leaving Retsu Unohana as he said coldly.

"Everything I said is true. After I obtained my first Soul Ring in the Soul Hunting Forest, she suddenly rushed out and tried to kill me. She even said it was only for the sake of battle."

Dai Mubai was slightly startled. Looking at Retsu Unohana, he wanted to explain something.

"It seems you've grown quite a bit. We didn't finish last time. Do you want to continue now?" The corners of Retsu Unohana's lips curled upward as she looked at Tang San with keen interest.

Just as he had said, Tang San was becoming more and more attractive to her. The dangerous aura around him especially fascinated her.

Seeing Retsu Unohana readily admit what Tang San had said, Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu were both stunned.

"Sister Retsu, did Tang San offend you somehow? He shouldn't be that kind of person, right?" Dai Mubai looked at Retsu Unohana, sweating profusely.

Retsu Unohana's current expression in particular made Dai Mubai feel extremely uneasy. He was terrified that she might suddenly draw her blade and start cutting people down.

He had seen scenes like this more than once. Throughout Suotuo City, who did not know the name of the Sword Death God?

At this moment, the entrance to Shrek Academy was strangely silent.

From the instant Retsu Unohana appeared, the originally noisy line had fallen quiet.

Everyone had heard the conversation between Tang San and Retsu Unohana clearly.

Those who knew of Retsu Unohana's fearsome reputation could not help but worry for Tang San.

These children who had grown up in Suotuo City and come here to enroll had lived under Retsu Unohana's intimidating reputation for the past five years.

Whenever they failed to work hard or disobeyed, their parents only needed to mention the Sword Death God, Retsu Unohana, and they would immediately train diligently.

For no other reason than to ensure that, if they ever encountered Retsu Unohana, they could run fast enough instead of being cut down in a single strike.

Retsu Unohana was currently level forty and had not obtained her fourth Soul Ring, as though she had deliberately remained at this level for fun.

Her opponents could not be arranged below level forty. They had to be level forty-five or above, yet even then, Soul Ancestors were not necessarily her match.

Especially since every Soul Ring she possessed was for healing abilities.

Perhaps you injured her one second, but her wounds would be healed the next.

It was as though she possessed an immortal body. Unless Retsu Unohana was knocked out of the arena, the battle would never stop.

"Wouldn't it be inappropriate to fight in a place like this?"

Who was that?

Who was stopping Retsu Unohana, whose fighting spirit was overflowing?

Everyone looked over.

A handsome man with a stylish slicked-back hairstyle and a confident air stepped forward. Standing between the two of them, he smiled at Retsu Unohana.

It was none other than Aizen.

He was finished.

Dai Mubai and the others could not help but feel sorry for Aizen.

They thought Aizen was not from Suotuo City and did not know Retsu Unohana's reputation.

"Oh? Are you going to stop me from fighting him as well?" Retsu Unohana narrowed her eyes and asked with a smile.

"I have no intention of stopping your duel. I'm merely reminding you that fighting here would not be appropriate. We will all be classmates studying at this academy. There will be no shortage of chances to fight in the future, won't there?" Aizen explained with a smile.

At this moment, Aizen Sousuke also put on an innocent expression and stepped forward to say a few good words.

"That's right. We may become classmates in the future. This isn't good."

Aizen Sousuke's appearance immediately drew Retsu Unohana's attention.

Retsu Unohana gave Tang San a deep look and said meaningfully.

"We'll spar again when there's a chance."

After saying that, she left the academy and headed toward Suotuo City.

Everyone's hearts sank. Retsu Unohana was going to the Soul Arena to cut people down again!

"Don't take it to heart. That's just the kind of person she is. Whenever she encounters an opponent who interests her, she wants to go up and slash them a few times. You'll get used to it in the future." Only after seeing Retsu Unohana leave did Dai Mubai finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Tang San merely nodded without saying anything. He watched Retsu Unohana's receding figure, seemingly lost in thought, then continued waiting in line.

When Aizen and the others reached the front, the old man in charge of registration let out a surprised sound.

Two people approached from behind them.

A man and a woman.

The woman wore a simple white dress and had neat, ear-length hair. She was slightly shorter than Xiao Wu, with very fair skin and an exceptionally beautiful face.

Ning Rongrong!

The man, meanwhile, looked rather rugged. He wore a sleeveless shirt, his hair standing up like spikes, and the muscles beneath his bronze-colored skin looked extraordinarily powerful.

Kenpachi Zaraki.

When the old man saw the two of them, he was slightly startled.

"You actually came here. Does your family know?"

The young woman smiled. "They say education should be open to all. As long as I meet the academy's requirements, you have no reason to reject me. Besides, with him here, you should understand."

The old man hesitated for a moment, then sighed and waved at Dai Mubai. "No need to test them. Let them in."

When Dai Mubai saw the woman, a wolfish glint appeared in his eyes.

But when he saw the man beside her, his expression filled with hostility.

Everything returned to normal in an instant as he led the young woman and young man toward the academy.

When it was Aizen and the others' turn, they each displayed two Soul Rings, leaving the old man endlessly amazed.

"A retractable shortsword!"

"What a huge cleaver!"

"That flame is fierce!"

"Achoo, not bad ice-element abilities."

"What's this, mist?"

The others' martial souls made the old man's eyes light up, and he waved them all through.

When it was Xiao Wu's turn, they discovered that she actually had three Soul Rings.

After confirming her age and finding no deception, the old man became so excited that it was as if he had found a treasure.

"A genius! A true genius!"

Faced with the old man's praise, Xiao Wu grinned at Aizen and told him with her eyes, I didn't embarrass you, did I?

When it was Tang San's turn, the old man was likewise astonished that even Blue Silver Grass could be cultivated so quickly.

"Teacher, don't you only accept monsters? Do I count as one?"

The old man chuckled and nodded.

"Yes, yes. Both of you do."

After letting them through, the old man watched Tang San and the others leave and sighed.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. So many surprises. They're all monsters."

As Aizen left, he turned back to look at the last girl.

She had long black hair draped over her shoulders, her small face slightly lowered. She was about the same height as the white-dressed girl from before, though her skin could only be described as fair.

However, the aloof aura she exuded, combined with her beautiful face, made her seem like an icy beauty.

Zhu Zhuqing!

After escorting the girl in the white dress inside, Dai Mubai returned to the registration area and kept staring at this girl.

After entering the village, they found that it was filled with wooden buildings.

Put nicely, it was simple and rustic.

Put bluntly, it was poor.

However, Aizen and the others did not care, because Urahara Kisuke was here.

He had already begun constructing a new Shrek Academy in his mind.

Soon, everyone arrived at the second test.

"Big Brother Aizen, wait for me!"

Aizen turned around and saw Tang San and Xiao Wu catching up.

At this moment, everyone was testing their Soul Power Levels.

The old man overseeing the test looked heartbrokenly at the testing crystal, which was covered in cracks.

Each test added another crack to the testing crystal.

That was despite everyone doing their best to suppress their Soul Power output.

Inoue Orihime, who tested last, was still apologizing nonstop.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The old man waved his hand and sighed toward the sky.

"Why are there so many monsters this year? My poor testing crystal!"