And perhaps because he had no money to afford the twins and had never been to the Rose Hotel.
Dai Mubai was not well acquainted with Tang San and Xiao Wu.
Neither of them greeted Dai Mubai at any point.
Under the intimidation of Dai Mubai, a level thirty-seven Battle Soul Elder with the optimal soul ring configuration of two yellow and one purple.
Of the original queue of over a hundred people, only a dozen or so applicants remained.
Lin Yuan discreetly sized up those who remained and discovered that several others in the queue were also looking around, though they were far bolder about scrutinizing others than he was.
The most conspicuous among them was a handsome boy in a long black robe with silver patterns, his hair tied in a high ponytail.
His height made him stand out like a crane among chickens, even taller than Lin Yuan at a full one hundred and eighty-nine centimeters.
Broad-shouldered and powerfully built, with a long torso and long legs, coupled with a protagonist's face as exquisite as a work of art crafted by nature, he looked exceptionally devilishly handsome and flamboyant, like a young nobleman from the demon realm.
From the very beginning, his gaze had never left Zhu Zhuqing.
He looked exactly as though he had stumbled upon a treasure, his eyes regarding her as something that would soon belong to him.
Zhu Zhuqing's expression turned cold. She instinctively frowned and turned her head away. Clearly, she did not like being stared at so brazenly; to her, it was deeply offensive.
But the devilishly handsome boy paid it no mind. With a light chuckle, he casually turned around and looked toward Tang San and Xiao Wu, who were registering ahead.
Tang San, martial soul: Blue Silver Grass, soul ring configuration: yellow, yellow, level twenty-nine Control System Soul Grandmaster.
Xiao Wu, martial soul: Soft Bone Rabbit, soul ring configuration: yellow, yellow, level twenty-nine Power Attack System Soul Grandmaster.
Seeing that their cultivation and soul ring configurations were no different from the original story.
He turned his gaze back to those waiting behind him. After looking at Zhu Zhuqing once more and earning a disgusted look from her, he directed his attention toward Lin Yuan, who stood at the very end of the queue.
Among everyone present, Lin Yuan might not have been the most handsome, but he was certainly the one whose looks best stood up to scrutiny, the type who scored above eighty-five in every respect, even reaching ninety.
Judging by appearance alone, Lin Yuan was undoubtedly the man present most likely to inspire a favorable impression.
But after sensing his soul power fluctuations, which were below level twenty.
A trace of disdain flashed through the devilishly handsome boy's eyes, and he stopped paying attention to Lin Yuan, turning his gaze instead toward the two people standing in front of him.
Those two stood between Lin Yuan and Zhu Zhuqing.
One boy and one girl.
The boy had short, tousled black hair and wore a bright green, gold-trimmed fighting outfit that gave him a very noble air. He was about the same height as Lin Yuan, roughly one hundred and eighty centimeters.
The girl had the classic look of long, straight blue hair, her azure locks falling to her waist. She wore the same style of black leather outfit as Zhu Zhuqing. Although her figure was not as voluptuous as Zhu Zhuqing's, it was extremely well proportioned.
Because their backs were turned to Lin Yuan, he could not see their faces, but the lines of their necks and the sides of their cheeks made it easy to tell that they fell into the handsome-boy-and-beautiful-girl category.
The two had been looking around from the very beginning.
Like the devilishly handsome boy, the boy in green kept fixing his gaze on Zhu Zhuqing from time to time, occasionally looking toward Xiao Wu as well. Finally, when he turned to look behind Lin Yuan, seemingly waiting for someone.
Lin Yuan finally saw his face. He bore a thirty-to-forty-percent resemblance to Dai Mubai, and his eyes had double pupils.
The girl, meanwhile, had kept her gaze on Tang San, whose appearance was the most unremarkable, from beginning to end.
Seeing this, Lin Yuan had more or less determined what types of Transmigrators the two were.
The boy resembled Dai Mubai so closely, yet Dai Mubai did not recognize him at all. In all likelihood, he was an illegitimate son of Dai Tianfeng, the Emperor of the Star Luo Empire.
His soul power appeared to be around level thirty-four or thirty-five.
There was no telling whether he had consumed immortal herbs and whale rubber, or whether he had some sort of cheat.
As for the girl, her soul power appeared to be only around level twenty-eight or twenty-nine.
She had stared at Tang San the entire time.
Whether the two were too naive, too carefree, or simply blinded by their respective targets was unclear.
When the devilishly handsome boy looked at them, they actually failed to notice anything amiss.
Only when Li Yusong, who was in charge of registration, finished checking the devilishly handsome boy's bone age and motioned for him to release his martial soul.
Did the two finally react.
Four soul rings-yellow, purple, purple, purple-rose from beneath the devilishly handsome boy's feet, and a black dragon over ten meters long spiraled out from behind him.
The instant this martial soul appeared, the entire sky seemed to darken.
Seeing this, however foolish the two might have been, they knew that he was a Transmigrator just like them.
Never mind those two somewhat airheaded Transmigrators-even Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others were badly startled, staring blankly at the devilishly handsome boy with disbelief filling their eyes.
Tang San, who had just finished registering, could not help murmuring, "A thousand-year second ring? How is that possible..."
There was a distinct air of gritted teeth in his words.
His teacher, Yu Xiaogang, had once said that there was a limit to the absorption of every soul ring.
The absorption limit for the first soul ring was 423 years, the second soul ring 764 years, the third soul ring 1,760 years, and the fourth soul ring around 5,000 years...
Yet the soul ring configuration of the person before him had reached an unprecedented one yellow and three purple. Starting from his second soul ring, they were already thousand-year rings, and his fourth soul ring was already showing faint signs of turning black.
Presumably, it had already exceeded nine thousand years.
Such a high-grade soul ring configuration, together with the terrifying cultivation of a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor at just twelve years old.
He was simply so powerful that it was like breaking the rules.
Tang San could not help recalling Lin Tian from five years ago. He had thought that after Lin Tian's death, no one his age could threaten him again.
He had never imagined that while he was feeling smug about having cultivated to level twenty-nine at twelve years old, someone else had already become a Soul Ancestor at that age.
Lin Yuan likewise put on a shocked expression, as though frightened, but inwardly muttered, It looks like this Yu Tianlong comes from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.
Barring anything unexpected, that Titled Douluo who brought him back then should have been Yu Xiaogang's father, Yu Yuanzhen.
Taking in everyone's reactions, the devilishly handsome boy unhurriedly announced his name, martial soul, and soul power level. "Yu Tianlong, martial soul: Dark Sacred Dragon, level forty-five Power Attack System Battle Soul Ancestor."
"Level forty-five!"
Another wave of exclamations rose from those present. Li Yusong could not help saying "Good!" three times in succession, making it easy to imagine just how excited he was at that moment.
It was as though he could already see Shrek Academy's name resounding across the continent.
In contrast, Tang San had long since clenched his fists, his gaze fixed firmly on the devilishly handsome boy as he thought, filled with unwillingness, Yu Tianlong, just how strong are you now?
After Yu Tianlong finished his test, several more people were tested. Their soul power was all around level twenty-one or twenty-two, barely passing the first round of Shrek Academy's entrance assessment.
But judging by their martial souls, which did not seem particularly powerful, they would probably be eliminated in the second and third rounds.
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