Flender

The battlefield turned into a one-sided affair. Because Zhao Wuji was restricted in every way, he was being directly beaten by Su Ge!

But gradually, Zhao Wuji suddenly became afraid to use his full strength, because he had realized what was happening.

The strength Su Ge had displayed so far was indeed very powerful, even capable of defeating some Spirit Emperor-level powerhouses. Yet, it was precisely this display of power that made him overlook one fact.

Su Ge was currently just like him—he hadn't used any spirit skills from a ten-thousand-year spirit ring!

And if he were to use his full strength, it was even possible that he still wouldn't be able to defeat Su Ge!

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji's heart gradually sank, and he began to pray incessantly for time to pass more quickly.

In the past, he had always liked using the time it took for a stick of incense to burn as a measurement, and sometimes he even felt that the time passed too quickly.

But now, he felt that the time for a stick of incense had never been so long!

It wasn't until he was knocked back again and his defense faltered that Su Ge seized the opportunity, throwing a punch with the momentum, aimed straight at his face!

Just as Zhao Wuji thought he was about to lose face in both a physical and social sense, Su Ge's fist stopped right in front of him.

He only felt a violent gust of wind from the punch hit his face, then whistle past his ears, but the pain he had imagined never came.

Zhao Wuji opened his eyes and saw the fist stopped before him. He looked to the side with a sense of realization.

He saw that the incense he had stuck into the ground earlier had already burned out.

"It seems the time for a stick of incense has passed."

Su Ge opened his fist, a faint smile on his face, and he slowly retracted his martial soul into his body.

"Good lad!"

Zhao Wuji grinned, knowing that Su Ge was saving his face. He grabbed his hand and used the leverage to stand up.

Although he had held back, the force of the blows had been real. It had to be said, Zhao Wuji's assault-type beast martial soul was truly durable!

He had been beaten for the duration of an incense stick, yet he hadn't made a sound, and he stood up as if nothing had happened.

"Alright, this assessment counts as passed for all of you. Mubai, take them to the dorms."

Zhao Wuji endured the soreness throughout his body and, without looking back, spoke to Dai Mubai before leaving the area.

He needed to tell Flender about this monster immediately. The strength and talent this kid had displayed were simply too terrifying.

If cultivated properly, their Shrek might truly become famous across the continent!

When Dai Mubai heard this and looked at Su Ge, who had been kicking Zhao Wuji around like a ball, he suddenly felt exceptionally embarrassed. At the same time, there was unwillingness in his heart; if he had Su Ge's talent and strength...

He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and, under the curious gazes of the others, led them to the academy dorms.

Inside the village, on the balcony of a two-story house, Flender was sitting on an old recliner, looking at two letters in his hand.

One was from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of the current Upper Three Sects. The person briefing him was the sect master, Ning Fengzhi, who was Ning Rongrong's father. The other was from his old friend Yu Xiaogang, who mentioned in the letter that he would be coming to Shrek Academy in a while and entrusted him with a few matters.

"Tang San, Xiao Wu, and that Su Ge..."

Flender put down the envelopes, his fingers tapping lightly on the chair as a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

The gist of the letter was that Xiaogang intended to take Su Ge as a disciple, but he knew very little about him, only that his spirit power level had already reached the terrifying Spirit Ancestor level!

However, he couldn't accurately judge the specific spirit power level, and the spirit skills and their effects were also unclear, making it impossible to provide theoretical support.

Therefore, he hoped they would learn as much as possible about Su Ge to provide him with some intelligence.

Seeing this, Flender naturally knew what his old friend was thinking. But according to the contents of the letter, Su Ge being twelve years old and having the strength of a Spirit Ancestor couldn't be explained by talent alone.

Even if no one had taken him as a disciple to cultivate him behind the scenes, Yu Xiaogang wouldn't have much of a chance.

The letter also mentioned some things about Su Ge: even Tang San, a control-type spirit master who was a Spirit Elder, couldn't force Su Ge to use his full strength under Yu Xiaogang's guidance, which proved his combat power;

He lacked nothing in terms of food, clothing, or expenses, yet he hadn't undergone spirit master level certification at Spirit Hall, which meant someone was already investing in him in the shadows—funds, theory, and so on were no longer restricted for him;

The fact that Su Ge could hide himself so deeply showed he was a smart person, so the fact that Yu Xiaogang's multiple attempts to probe him had been ignored meant Su Ge had no intention of taking a master.

Beyond these three points, there was the fact that Su Ge's current strength had reached the Spirit Ancestor realm; this alone blocked Yu Xiaogang's path!

It was just a pity...

"Xiaogang is unwilling to believe it, or rather, he knows, but still hasn't chosen to give up."

Flender shook his head slightly. Xiaogang still had that familiar temper!

Just as he stood up, preparing to go see how this year's enrollment was going, Zhao Wuji's voice rang out from behind him.

"Boss Flender, Boss Flender!"

Hearing Zhao Wuji's call, Flender looked toward the door behind him.

Bang!

The wooden door was pushed open, the immense force slamming it heavily against the wall and causing the wood to groan.

"Do you have too much money, or do you want to spar again?"

Flender looked at the teetering wooden door, his gaze dangerous as he looked at Zhao Wuji.

"Boss Flender, forget about the door for a second. I got beaten up today."

When Zhao Wuji saw Flender, a bitter smile appeared on his lips again, and he slowly began to recount what had happened during the assessment earlier.

Flender stood up with a start after listening, no longer caring about the wooden door. He stared intently at Zhao Wuji, his voice turning a few degrees colder: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, absolutely certain. My whole body is still aching!"

After saying this, Zhao Wuji rubbed his waist, his expression twisting in pain. After all, the matter was urgent, and he hadn't even gone to find Shao Xin before coming to tell Flender about it.

"Where are they?"

"I had Mubai take them to the dorms."

Hearing this, Flender finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down on the recliner.

He began to get a headache again. Although the monsters in Shrek Academy were either extremely talented or had terrifying backgrounds.

Ma Hongjun was his disciple, not to mention Dai Mubai was a prince of the Star Luo Empire, and Zhuqing's martial soul spoke for itself.

Ning Rongrong was the little princess of the Upper Three Sects, and Tang San, besides being Xiaogang's disciple, was the child of Haotian Douluo.

The remaining Oscar was an auxiliary-type spirit master with innate full spirit power, and besides Tang San, Xiao Wu and Su Ge were also innate full spirit power users.