Your courage pleases me, but your viciousness displeases me

"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu! How are you?"

Seeing Xiao Wu collapse to the ground with a scream, Tang San hurried over, helped her up, and sent Soul Power into her to stabilize her breathing.

Bai Yu swept his gaze over the four of them, then looked at Xiao Wu and said:

"She's fine. Remember this in the future: don't use Mental Spirit Skills on someone whose cultivation is far above yours. Not only will they be ineffective, but they'll also backfire on you."

Then he turned to Ning Rongrong. "Why aren't you getting down on your own? Are you waiting for me to do it?"

Ning Rongrong shuddered, then pulled a face at him. "I don't need you. I'll do it myself!"

She then dismissed the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda and ran over to Zhu Zhuqing, who had been left numb all over by the quake and had only just climbed to her feet.

"Not bad. Although you didn't hold out for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, your teamwork was decent, and your timing was on point. You've passed."

Standing before the four of them, Bai Yu spoke loudly with a smile at the corner of his lips.

At that moment, Tang San helped Xiao Wu slowly to her feet and walked up to Ning Rongrong. "Can you help me look after her?"

Ning Rongrong froze for a moment before recovering and nodding. "No problem."

Tang San placed Xiao Wu in Ning Rongrong's arms, then turned to Bai Yu. His face was dark, with a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Can I fight you again?"

Bai Yu's expression turned strange. He hadn't expected Little Scoundrel to jump out again after letting all four of them pass.

Was Xiao Wu Little Scoundrel's switch for showing off? Once it was flipped, did he just have to show off no matter what?

"Heh, sure. But the four of you couldn't beat me together. You think you can manage it alone?" Bai Yu chuckled.

"Whether I can or not, we'll find out by trying."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San began circulating the Mysterious Heaven Skill. Purple light filled his eyes, turning his pupils completely violet, while his hands took on the color of white jade.

Ning Rongrong and the other two girls watched the pair with inquisitive expressions, wanting to see what kind of person this so-called Outerworld Demonic God was. Xiao Wu also lowered her hand and focused intently on him.

Watching Tang San take his stance, Bai Yu raised a brow and slowly walked toward him.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—Tang San's hands at his waist suddenly blurred into afterimages, and ten streaks of light shot forward.

Amid a rapid succession of piercing whistles, ten Bone Piercing Nails flew straight at Bai Yu's vital points—his brow, throat, heart, groin, and more.

Bai Yu's mouth twitched. He opened his palm forward, and an invisible barrier appeared, freezing every Bone Piercing Nail in midair. Then, with a flick of his hand, he sent them flying back toward Tang San.

Tang San's expression changed in shock. Not only had the Bone Piercing Nails failed to work, they had been thrown back at him. He hurriedly caught them with his Mysterious Jade Hand, leaping backward as he released Blue Silver Grass to block Bai Yu.

Bai Yu held two fingers together and pointed at Tang San. His figure seemed to skip frames as he moved with incredible speed, while the surrounding Blue Silver Grass shattered one after another.

So heavy! Tang San tried to use Dragon Capturing Crane Controlling to divert Bai Yu's sword fingers aside, only to find them impossible to shift.

Clang!

A metallic crash rang out as Tang San's arm, used to block the attack with his Mysterious Jade Hand, shook violently.

Enduring the pain, Tang San performed a Sparrowhawk Somersault. A small blade sprang from the sole of his shoe, kicking toward Bai Yu's jaw. Bai Yu flicked it with a finger, snapping the blade in half.

Tang San used the force to fly away. In midair, he raised a hand and sent a cluster of golden gleams shooting out—Dragon Whisker Needles!

Bai Yu narrowed his eyes and drew a circle in the air. A whirlpool-like current appeared, gathering all the Dragon Whisker Needles together and crushing them into a small ball.

Bang! After landing, Tang San dropped to one knee. His back shifted, and a Crossbow Bolt as long as his forearm shot out from behind him.

"Seriously, do you ever stop?" Impatience appeared in Bai Yu's eyes. He caught the Crossbow Bolt between two fingers and casually flung it aside.

Then his figure flickered, and he appeared before Tang San. He reached out, covered Tang San's face, grabbed his cheekbone, and began shaking him at a high frequency—more than ten times per second.

Though the movement was small, the number of shakes was more than enough. After nearly ten breaths, Bai Yu released Tang San.

Tang San immediately collapsed to the ground and could not stop vomiting. His head continued to wobble involuntarily, while his limbs flailed uncontrollably, each moving with a mind of its own.

Looking at the struggling Tang San, Bai Yu said:

"I'm glad you had the courage to attack, because the strong need fearless hearts. But I really don't like your viciousness, because I'm not your enemy. I'm your senior."

"So you don't pass with me. Of course, if the Dean and the others agree, I don't really care."

Then he turned and walked over to Dai Mubai, throwing an arm around his shoulders. "Little Bai, come on. Let's go drink."

Watching the two of them leave, Zhao Wuji gave a bitter smile. "That brat never acts properly."

Then he said to Tang San and the others:

"Alright, you've all passed. Come with me. Rest today, and classes officially begin tomorrow."

By the time Bai Yu and Dai Mubai returned to Shrek, the sky had already darkened somewhat.

Dai Mubai looked at Bai Yu. "Bai Ge, it's getting late. I'm going back to rest. See you tomorrow."

"Go on, go on."

Bai Yu waved a hand and headed toward his room, thinking, It's time to update today's diary!

[Ah! Today is another day full of hope! Let's pick up where we left off.]

After returning to his room, Bai Yu lay on his bed and began writing with focused concentration.

Those who possessed the Dungeon also steadied themselves and began watching the screen.

[Before talking about Tang Hao, let's talk about what happened today. Today was the starting point of Tang San becoming a god—the day Shrek held its admissions, and the day Tang San began his journey of showing off and slapping faces.]

[As for me, I appeared today as the chief examiner. Watching Little Scoundrel show off, I couldn't help giving him a wake-up call.]

[I really wanted to slap him to death, but Tang Hao was watching from behind him. And behind those two, there was also an Asura God King. If I acted, there would be too many variables!]

Everyone watching the screen underwent a drastic change in expression. They had never expected a god to be involved as well.

"Asura!" From beneath the Lake of Life, the Silver Dragon King let out an angry roar. The lake water surged backward and overturned the entire lake, while the Beast Lords outside looked on in stunned confusion, not knowing what had happened to their master.

[Still, it's not too bad. At least in this life, I'm ahead of Little Scoundrel. Thinking about my past life... it was truly too painful!]

[Without the Twin Martial Souls of this life, let alone some God-Tier Spirit, I had only a Blue Silver Grass with innate Soul Power at level two. It took me more than four years just to reach level ten.]

[When I obtained my second Spirit Ring at seventeen, I was fortunate enough to obtain Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma to make up for my weak foundation, but I was still only level twenty-four.]

[Compared to Little Scoundrel, who barely cultivated seriously and still reached level twenty-nine at twelve, all I could do was look up at him.]

[Forget it, enough about me. Let's get back to Little Scoundrel. He truly deserves to be the Child of Destiny—just look at the lineup around him!]

Everyone watching the screen nearly choked. Go on about your past life already! Stopping halfway through like this is unbearable!