Firepower Coverage When Rich

"It was actually true! Monster! You're the real monster!"

Ning Rongrong curled her lip and stepped forward.

"Ning Rongrong, twelve years old, Martial Soul: Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, level thirty-one!"

The same three Spirit Rings—yellow, yellow, purple—appeared.

Another wave of exclamations erupted.

Li Yusong's eyes widened.

It was actually the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda! Everyone knew auxiliary Soul Masters cultivated slowly, yet she had reached level thirty-one at only twelve!

She was even faster than ordinary battle Soul Masters!

Zhu Zhuqing stood there blankly, staring at the two of them. She suddenly felt as though her six years of cultivation had gone to the dogs.

They were all twelve years old, so why were they so outstanding?

Lin Xiao waved a hand before her eyes.

"Zhuqing, it's your turn."

"Mm, okay."

Zhu Zhuqing came back to her senses and stepped forward, her voice cool and clear.

"Zhu Zhuqing, Martial Soul: Hell Spirit Cat, level twenty-seven."

Li Yusong let out a long breath, secretly relieved.

"Whew... thank goodness... there's finally a normal one. You pass!

"The remaining boy, your turn."

After Lin Xiao stepped forward and had his bone age examined, he said,

"Martial Soul: Guga. Soul Power: level forty-three."

Four Spirit Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, black—appeared.

As for why they were all Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, yet not all black...

That could only be credited to Painter Guga's efforts.

With a few buckets of paint and several swipes of a brush, she had changed their colors.

"Soul Ancestor... a twelve-year-old Soul Ancestor... wouldn't that mean he graduates the moment he enrolls?"

Li Yusong muttered blankly.

Then his eyes suddenly lit up, and his mind immediately began racing.

If such a heaven-defying prodigy remained at Shrek Academy, he would undoubtedly grow into a top-tier powerhouse in the future, perhaps even a Titled Douluo!

Their shabby academy might truly become famous across the continent!

And when that happened, wouldn't Flender finally be able to pay the wages he had owed them for two years?

He hurriedly coughed twice, suppressing his excitement as he looked solemnly at Lin Xiao.

"Ahem, you pass! But I heard you say your Martial Soul is Guga? What kind of Martial Soul is that?"

Lin Xiao turned slightly and raised a hand, pointing directly at the thousand Gugas lined up densely behind him.

"My Martial Soul is them."

Li Yusong's brows twisted into a knot.

A thousand detached Martial Souls? What kind of bizarre thing was this?

Forget it. It didn't matter, as long as he was a prodigy.

"Alright, I'll take you to—"

"Wait! Teacher Li! There's one more student!"

Dai Mubai walked over, supporting the limping Tang San.

The moment Tang San saw Lin Xiao and those damn Penguins, joy surged in his heart.

They were here too! Great!

He still had a chance to get revenge!

He had been careless yesterday. Those shameless Penguins had actually launched a sneak attack! Once his injuries healed, it would be their death day!

When Ning Rongrong saw that scumbag, she immediately rolled her eyes and turned away, not even wanting to look at him.

Dai Mubai was somewhat baffled, but he did not pay her any mind.

"Teacher, this is Tang San. He's also a monster, a Soul Master capable of cultivating Blue Silver Grass to level twenty-nine."

Li Yusong raised a hand and checked his bone age.

"Hm? I can't feel it? Have you trained your hands with a Soul Skill?"

"Yes... use... use my legs..."

Tang San said through cold sweat.

Li Yusong nodded, grabbed Tang San's leg, and placed it on the table.

"AAAAAH!!!"

His wound tore open once more. Tang San screamed in agony, and a huge pool of blood instantly began flowing from the back of his pants.

Even Li Yusong jumped in fright.

"What happened to him?"

"Uh... the back of him got stabbed to pieces..."

Dai Mubai said awkwardly.

The moment those words came out, the way Li Yusong looked at the two of them changed.

No wonder Mubai had disappeared early in the morning. He had thought the boy went to visit prostitutes, but instead he had found himself a man...

Hiss...

Could it be that women could no longer satisfy Mubai's tastes?

Li Yusong hurriedly withdrew his hand and rubbed it vigorously against his clothes.

"He passes. Bring him inside with you."

"Th... thank you..."

Tang San tremblingly lowered his leg, his fingertips rapidly tapping several acupoints on his body to forcibly suppress the surging agony and bleeding.

Dai Mubai supported him steadily, then turned to Lin Xiao's group and introduced himself with a smile.

"Hello, my name is Dai Mubai. My Martial Soul is the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, and I'm a level thirty-seven Soul Elder. You could say I'm your senior. If you have any problems in the academy from now on, feel free to come to me."

Before he could finish speaking, Ning Rongrong beside him snorted disdainfully and curled her lip.

"Tch, what use would you be? Should we call a mother hen over?"

That single sentence made Dai Mubai's face stiffen, and the smile on his face vanished instantly.

"You may have misunderstood. Yesterday, I saw her—"

"Forget him, Brother Lin Xiao. Let's hurry inside."

Ning Rongrong could not be bothered to listen at all. She tugged Lin Xiao and Zhu Zhuqing toward the academy.

"Bleh, bleh, bleh."

Xiao Wu made a face, then skipped after them with the Gugas.

Dai Mubai's expression darkened instantly.

I only made the mistake every man makes. Why were they treating me like this?!

Was that pretty boy beside them really so spotless? Had he never done anything either?!

Who were they pretending for?

Hmph!

He stepped forward, and immediately afterward, a wisp of black aura curled around his forehead.

After only a few steps, he suddenly stepped on a stone and twisted his ankle.

Dai Mubai lost his balance and pitched forward uncontrollably!

He was supporting Tang San, and that stumble directly dragged Tang San down with him.

Thud!

Two dull impacts rang out at once.

Tang San slammed his head into the ground.

Dai Mubai, meanwhile, smashed his entire face heavily into Tang San's ruined backside and got sprayed from head to toe with blood.

"AAAAAH!!"

"PSSSH!!!"

"Cough, cough, cough! Ptooey!! Blergh!!"

Miserable howls of pain and desperate vomiting echoed through all of Shrek Academy.

At Shrek Academy's training grounds.

Zhao Wuji lay on a recliner, sunbathing with one leg crossed over the other.

"La-di-da-di-da~~"

"Hm?"

Sensing people approaching, he opened his eyes and looked over.

"Old Li, four showed up all at once this year? Why is there even a flock of Penguins?"

"Old Zhao, these little ones are peerless geniuses. I think we should let them enroll without the test."

"No, no. Geniuses are better—I like fighting geniuses! Come on! Let Old Zhao test what you're made of!"

Zhao Wuji rolled his wrists, and his bones cracked explosively.

"The rules are the same! For Shrek's final assessment, withstand Old Zhao's attacks and hold out for one incense stick's time. Then you'll officially enroll!"

Li Yusong sighed, then turned to Lin Xiao and the others.

"Zhao Wuji is a Soul Sage. His Martial Soul is the Vajra King Bear, and his Spirit Rings are..."

He revealed all of Zhao Wuji's Soul Skills.

"That's about it. Discuss it among yourselves."

With that, he stepped aside.

Zhu Zhuqing was somewhat nervous. She was only a Soul Grandmaster; she probably could not even withstand the aftershocks of a Soul Sage's battle.

She looked toward Lin Xiao, the backbone of their group.

"How do we fight?"

Lin Xiao looked relaxed as he spoke calmly.

"How else? When you're rich, blanket the target with firepower. When you're poor, strike precisely."

"???"

Zhu Zhuqing looked utterly confused.

"Hey, just follow the Gugas and move with them. They'll help you."