Douluo: I Brought the Entire Dragon King
Chapter 7

Tang San: I Will Attack in My Strongest Form!

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In the middle of the line, a young girl stood quietly, somewhat out of place amid the noisy surroundings.

She wore a simple white dress. Beneath her neat, ear-length short hair was an exquisite face, her skin soft and dewy, her bearing noble. She was none other than Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. This time, she had run away from home and secretly come out to have fun. She had originally planned to join that shabby academy, but after taking a look around, she still chose to join the side with more people.

Farther up in the line, another young girl was also waiting quietly.

Her long black hair fell loose over her shoulders. Her skin was fair, her features delicate, and what drew the most attention was her extraordinarily full, fiery figure, far beyond what her age should have allowed. Even a relatively loose-fitting combat outfit could not conceal it.

It was Zhu Zhuqing. There was little expression on her face, and she looked cold and indifferent, like an iceberg.

After Wu Zhangkong revealed that terrifying soul ring configuration, Zhu Zhuqing knew which academy she wanted to join. She wanted to become stronger. She wanted to break free from her fate.

She followed the line, inching forward step by step.

Le Zhengyu stood at the registration desk, paper and pen in hand, a perfectly measured smile on his face.

"Everyone, don't crowd. One at a time."

He glanced at the long line and silently counted in his heart. Sixty-three people.

"Parents and students who have finished registering, please follow me inside for the first round of testing."

After Le Zhengyu finished speaking, he led the first group of registered applicants through the academy gates.

Tang San and Xiao Wu were in the middle of the line, following the flow of people inside.

Beyond the gates was a courtyard that was not particularly large. Several tables and chairs had been set up in the yard, with a few transparent crystal balls placed on the tables.

Le Zhengyu walked up to one of the tables and pointed at the crystal ball on it.

"The first round is a soul power test. Place your hand on the crystal ball and channel your soul power into it."

He paused, then added with a smile.

"Don't worry. No matter what level your soul power is, as long as you pass the later assessments, you can enroll. This test is only to record your information."

The first to step forward was a boy of about ten, with dark skin and an honest, simple look.

A little nervous, he placed his hand on the crystal ball.

The crystal ball lit up with a faint white glow.

"Rank fourteen."

Le Zhengyu announced the number and wrote it down on the paper.

"Not bad. Next."

The second was a girl with two little braids. She timidly placed her hand on it.

"Rank fifteen."

The third.

"Rank thirteen."

Tang San stood off to the side watching, his brows slightly furrowed.

These people's soul power levels... Most of them were around rank fourteen or fifteen. Occasionally, one at rank seventeen or eighteen appeared, and that was already considered relatively high.

Can these people enter Shrek Academy too?

Tang San felt somewhat puzzled.

Although Le Zhengyu had said from the start that this academy's philosophy was to train ordinary people into monsters.

Tang San still felt that even so, there ought to be a basic standard, right? They couldn't possibly accept just anyone.

He glanced toward the academy on the left.

The standard of "only accepting monsters" actually had its reasoning.

If geniuses and ordinary people were mixed together, how could the teaching pace be unified?

A teacher's time and energy were limited. If too much time was spent on students with average talent, then those with true potential would instead be delayed.

Tang San thought silently to himself. Ever since he was young, he had been judged to have a "trash martial soul"—Blue Silver Grass, something that was practically equivalent to trash in this world.

But through his own hard work and Grandmaster's guidance, he had forced his soul power up to rank twenty-nine, and he was still young.

If he joined that academy that "only accepted monsters," he should count as qualified.

He could even be considered outstanding.

Only by proving myself in an academy full of monsters can I truly prove my own worth.

Tang San thought to himself.

But... since he had already come, it would not be good to simply turn around and leave.

Tang San glanced at Wu Zhangkong and Le Zhengyu, still holding a bit of expectation in his heart. Perhaps this academy would conduct further screening in the later assessments? Or maybe it would teach in separate classes, pulling out the more talented students on their own?

"Next."

Le Zhengyu's voice pulled Tang San back from his thoughts.

The people in front of him finished their tests one after another, and very soon, it was Tang San's turn.

Tang San walked forward and placed his palm on the crystal ball.

Soul power flowed in.

The crystal ball lit up abruptly, almost filling the entire sphere in an instant, so bright it was a little dazzling.

"Rank twenty-nine."

His voice was not loud, but everyone around heard it.

The originally noisy courtyard fell silent for a moment, then erupted in gasps of astonishment.

"Rank twenty-nine? Did I hear that right?"

"The highest just now was only rank eighteen, right? He jumped straight to rank twenty-nine?"

"That boy doesn't look very old either. How is he this strong?"

The parents and children all looked toward Tang San, their eyes full of shock and envy.

Tang San's face showed little expression, but he felt somewhat pleased inside.

Rank twenty-nine—at his age, that was top-tier anywhere, especially among this group of rank-fourteen and rank-fifteen people. His level was almost twice theirs.

This feeling of standing above others... was not bad.

Le Zhengyu recorded Tang San's level on the paper, looked up at him, and smiled faintly.

"Not bad. Next."

Xiao Wu skipped forward and placed her hand on the crystal ball.

The light shone again.

"Another rank twenty-nine?"

"Those two came together, right? That's way too strong!"

Rank twenty-nine. Both of them were rank twenty-nine. With this, they should have drawn everyone's attention, right?

He subconsciously glanced at Wu Zhangkong, who was standing not far away.

That Soul Sage with long lake-blue hair still had no expression, as if reaching rank twenty-nine at this age meant nothing in his eyes.

Tang San swept his gaze over the people still waiting in line, and that feeling of being a cut above others returned to his heart.

At that moment, across the street, Li Yusong sat at the entrance, his face gloomy.

In front of him, there was nothing at all.

No parents, no students, not even anyone watching the show.

Everyone had run to the other side.

He had thought that today would be the same as in previous years: he would sit at the entrance, lazily call out, "The registration fee is ten gold soul coins. Come if you want, leave if you don't."

Then those parents would obediently line up and pay. When he encountered those whose talent was insufficient, he would drive them away with a cold face and keep the money; when he encountered those with good talent, they would pass.

That was how they had always done it in previous years, and the results had been fairly good.

But today...

Li Yusong glanced at the packed crowd across the street, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

He had failed to show off, and instead had become the clown.

What worried him even more was that just now, he had seen two rank-twenty-nine youths actually register on the other side, and they did not look very old. Monsters like that had joined the other party, and even the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect had joined them.

This time, the academy had truly suffered disastrous losses.

The test ended very quickly. Many people's gazes landed on Tang San and Xiao Wu. After all, both of them were rank twenty-nine, placing them among the strongest tier in this group.

The corner of Tang San's mouth lifted slightly. Next, he would enter this academy in the most powerful, high-profile manner and enjoy the cultivation of all the best resources!

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