Does This Count as an Internship?

Faced with Zhao Wuji's blatantly self-serving proposal, he felt no disgust or resistance at all and agreed readily.

Hearing this, Dai Mubai, who stood nearby, could not help stepping forward to dissuade him. He had originally been hoping that in the fourth assessment, he would be able to properly spar with Qian Ren Shuang's Guilmon. "Teacher Zhao, this doesn't really fit the academy's rules. Our admissions have always followed a fixed procedure. In total, candidates have to go through..."

"I'm the vice dean! With the dean absent, what I say goes here!"

Zhao Wuji directly put on the airs of the vice dean and rudely cut Dai Mubai off.

After handling the dispute in front of him, Zhao Wuji immediately switched to an amiable smile and turned to Qian Ren Shuang, introducing things enthusiastically:

"Our Shrek Academy currently has four active teachers in total. They are me, Zhao Wuji, Dean Flender, as well as Lu Qibin and Shao Xin..."

"Dean Zhao, sorry, let me interrupt for a moment."

Qian Ren Shuang stroked Guilmon with one hand to coax it into behaving, while pointing at Ning Rongrong with the other and speaking bluntly. "I was entrusted by her father, Ning Fengzhi, to come here specifically as her personal guard. If she can't pass the entrance assessment, then I might as well leave with her and not come here at all."

When Zhao Wuji heard someone call him Dean Zhao, his heart filled with delight, though his face deliberately showed a troubled look. "Ah, little brother, listen to what you're saying. Our Shrek rules are just like this. If someone wants to enter, they have to get through all four assessments. When you put it that way, you're really making things difficult for me."

When Qian Ren Shuang heard that Zhao Wuji had not refused outright, he knew this matter was not without room for discussion—the man just wanted to squeeze out some benefits. He immediately turned and called out to Ning Rongrong, "Rongrong, come over and give Teacher Zhao here some benefits. Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect may not have much else, but we've got more than enough gold soul coins!"

"I don't want to!" Ning Rongrong stomped her foot in anger, her face full of defiance as she muttered inwardly, You lousy Qian Ren Shuang, you actually look down on me this much? Do you really think I only know how to rely on my family?

Seeing Qian Ren Shuang's awkward expression, Zhao Wuji burst into loud laughter on the spot.

After he finished laughing, Zhao Wuji hurriedly leaned close to Qian Ren Shuang's ear, winking as he muttered quietly, "Don't worry, little brother. I'll give you face. When that little girl takes the assessment in a bit, I'll have them go a little easy on her and not make things hard."

After saying that, he patted him on the shoulder and joked, "I'm helping you this much, so when you go back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in the future, don't forget to bring me two jugs of good wine to try."

"That's a must. I definitely won't forget!" Qian Ren Shuang immediately agreed without hesitation.

The two of them chatted casually just like that, their eyes fixed on the field the whole time as they paid attention to Ning Rongrong's assessment.

Back when they had been at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong pestered Guilmon to play every day, so Ning Fengzhi had simply set a rule: she had to obediently cultivate for a full hour before she could go find Guilmon to play.

Ning Rongrong had originally wanted to use her old trick again and act spoiled with Sword and Bone Douluo to get this rule abolished.

But this time, the two of them were surprisingly united in what they said: "Qian Ren Shuang isn't one of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's people. As the next sect master, you should strive to surpass him in soul power level as soon as possible and let him know how formidable our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is."

It was precisely because of this that Ning Rongrong's current soul power level was not level 26 as in the original work, but level 33.

Very soon, it was time for the fourth round of the assessment, which was Ning Rongrong's match against Dai Mubai.

Zhao Wuji immediately shouted at Dai Mubai at the top of his lungs, "Little Bai! She's an auxiliary-type soul master. You're not allowed to activate your White Tiger martial soul, and you can't even use your fists!"

"Got it, Teacher Zhao." Dai Mubai instantly wilted, lowering his head as he helplessly agreed, while inwardly roasting him like mad. It's like this every time. The moment the dean isn't around, he throws his weight around.

Ning Rongrong's thoughts were simple, and she had no idea about the tricks behind it. She really thought this academy's assessment was flexible and immediately raised her head, looking proud and haughty.

Qian Ren Shuang was focused on watching the match when two figures suddenly hurried over. One was a little fatty with red hair and red clothes.

The other was a male student with peach blossom eyes, a face full of stubble, and a rather sharp voice when he spoke.

As soon as the two arrived, they anxiously asked, "Teacher Zhao, just now a strange evil aura popped up from this side. What happened?"

Zhao Wuji was quite happy to see the two of them return. He even deliberately puffed out his chest to show off his muscles and put on a stern look as he replied, "With me here holding the fort, what major thing could happen? It was nothing much."

Then he turned his head and introduced them to Qian Ren Shuang. "These two are our Shrek's little monsters. The fatty is Ma Hongjun, martial soul Evil Fire Phoenix, and the other is Oscar, whose martial soul is sausages."

Qian Ren Shuang gently stroked Guilmon's head and explained casually, "Hello. My name is Qian Ren Shuang. That evil aura just now came from it. My martial soul, Guilmon, possesses four attributes: evil, destruction, poison, and fire. It belongs to the reptile category."

The moment Ma Hongjun heard that, he became interested and immediately leaned in to strike up a conversation. "Big bro! What a coincidence! My martial soul has evil and fire attributes! Your martial soul definitely has side effects too, right? How do you usually deal with them? I can't suppress my evil fire, so I can only find girls to vent the fire."

On Douluo Continent, the moment the evil deeds committed by a soul master had a major impact, they would immediately be hunted down by the Qian Clan's Angel Legion.

And soul masters who possessed the evil attribute were usually extreme in temperament, making them the most likely to do bad things.

Ma Hongjun had finally run into someone of the same kind, and the floodgates opened all at once.

At this moment, Guilmon, which was lying off to the side, pouted its little mouth and spoke in a huff, "Don't call out randomly. You have to call me by my name, or I won't talk to you."

That one clear sentence of human speech directly stunned Tang San and Xiao Wu, who were taking the assessment, silly.

Tang San's teacher, Yu Xiaogang, also had an externalized martial soul, Luo Sanpao, but Luo Sanpao could only howl and yelp. It could not speak human words at all.

Tang San immediately made up his mind inwardly. I have to tell Teacher about this quickly. Maybe Teacher can use research on the other party to find a way to raise his soul power.

Douluo Continent as a whole was still in the era of feudal slavery, where hierarchy and rank were strictly observed.

When Ma Hongjun saw a martial soul actually throwing a tantrum, he immediately looked down on it a little and mocked casually, "You're just an externalized martial soul. You're not a real person, so what are you throwing a tantrum for?"

The moment those words came out, Guilmon was about to flare up on the spot, but Qian Ren Shuang moved even faster than it did.

Without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed Ma Hongjun by the hair, then raised his hand and slapped him twice. After that, he pinched his face, his tone flat yet carrying anger. "You treat your Evil Fire Phoenix like a treasure, and I treasure Guilmon just as much."

After saying that, he let go and swept his gaze over Dai Mubai, Oscar, Tang San, and the others before saying bluntly, "All of you, remember this well. Today, I'll teach you your first lesson: learn respect. Calling others properly by their names is the most basic form of respect. Don't run your mouth and cause trouble for yourself."

The group was so frightened that they nodded repeatedly, not daring to say another word.

Qian Ren Shuang gently tugged Ma Hongjun's hair upward and said unhurriedly, "All right, Turkey Boy. Say what you said just now again."