Is This Proper?

"Ma Hongjun goes to the brothel every single day to vent his heat. He claims he's forced to go, but did you see a single trace of unhappiness on him when he went? He was excited instead."

"Dai Mubai embraces women with his left arm and holds them with his right every single day, keeping mistresses, and even says he is going to find mistresses right in front of his fiancée."

"Oscar's Martial Soul is just a sausage, and he goes around saying I Have a Big Sausage all the time—how could that possibly be any good?"

"Especially since Oscar even asks other people if they eat it,"

"He doesn't distinguish between men and women, and doesn't spare beasts."

The courtyard suddenly went quiet.

Xiao Wu's ear tips twitched slightly.

She turned her head to glance at Tang San, and then looked at Ye Lin.

Perhaps the teaching ability of this academy was indeed quite good, but the people inside seemed none of them very proper.

Xiao Wu quietly crept half a step toward Ye Lin, her shoulder almost brushing against his arm, and made up her mind in her heart.

From now on in this academy, among the boys she would only grow close to Ye Lin alone, and as for the others, she would stay as far away from them as possible.

The smile on Ning Rongrong's face did not change, but her gaze had already sunk a fraction. She also realized the same problem,

and subconsciously glanced at Ye Lin again.

That fellow Tang San was also no good thing.

Ning Rongrong sighed in her heart. She hoped this Ye Lin was a good person; otherwise, there were very few people in this Shrek Academy she could safely deal with.

Zhu Zhuqing's facial expression didn't change much, but her fingers were already tightly clenched.

She didn't care what Shrek Academy was like, as long as she herself could grow stronger,

but just thinking about the talk regarding Dai Mubai made her feel sick all over.

She had struggled for her life through every twist and turn within the Star Luo Royal Family,

and had even gone so far as to escape the imperial palace, running thousands of li to come to Suotuo City, all for the sake of finding Dai Mubai.

And the result was that he was embracing women left and right and keeping mistresses over here?

Keeping a second mistress, keeping a third mistress?

Zhu Zhuqing's teeth gnashed with a rattling sound.

His fists clenched tightly, the blue veins on the backs of his hands slightly bulging,

Since you hold Shrek Academy in such contempt, what did you run over here for?

We are no good things, but did you think you were any good thing yourself?

Tang San, you just wait for me, I will definitely find a chance to hack off your third leg.

Zhao Wuji stood in the center of the courtyard.

Shrek Academy was built up by him and Flender single-handedly; even if it was battered and dilapidated, it was still their blood and sweat.

Dismissed as a trash academy by a wet-and-green punk, he didn't flare up on the outside, but the breath of anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

And that mention of a wanted criminal,

this was a name he thought nobody had brought up for ages, yet he hadn't expected this kid to casually point it out with a single sentence.

I see you know way too much! You had better not have any thoughts of speaking it out, or else I won't mind making my crimes a bit heavier.

Ye Lin stood in the center of the courtyard, looking left and looking right, then looking left and looking right again.

Several people harbored their own sinister designs, yet not a single person spoke a word.

Ye Lin opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He lowered his head to look at the tips of his shoes, sighing silently in his heart. Since the others weren't speaking, he wouldn't speak either.

Being a transparent background character was pretty good; anyway, when it was time to fight he would output effort, and when it was time to shut his mouth he would shut his mouth, keeping himself untangled from everything.

The nail that sticks out gets hammered down. It was better to wait for someone else to speak.

Finally, Tang San couldn't hold back.

He gave a cough, just breaking that dead silence,

"Teacher Zhao, can we begin the evaluation?"

Zhao Wuji looked at him with a smiling chuckle,

"You can, of course you can."

Dai Mubai spoke up,

"I'm also getting a bit impatient to start the fourth rank evaluation!"

"Your fourth rank evaluation requirement is to persist under my attacks for the duration of an incense stick,"

"Tang San, I see you're quite anxious, so let's start with you."

Dai Mubai walked over, coming to stand beside Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji patted him on the shoulder and lowered his voice, saying,

"Mubai, ah, I see that fellow surnamed Tang over there has a rather poor temperament, all hot-headed and rash; in a moment you must properly temper and hone him."

"I originally planned to make a move personally, but thinking it over, it's still more appropriate for you to do it."

"If I made a move, I'd be afraid of accidentally injuring the others."

Zhao Wuji muttered inwardly, Dai Mubai, bite him to death for me!

The corners of Dai Mubai's mouth hooked up slightly,

"Teacher Zhao can rest assured. I see his temperament is indeed no good either, and he truly needs to be properly tempered and honed."

Zhao Wuji nodded, very satisfied with Dai Mubai's sensibility.

Dai Mubai's gaze landed on Tang San,

"Tang San, step forward. The others step back, clear out the combat arena."

Ye Lin, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing reacted with extreme speed, almost simultaneously taking several steps backward to yield a large open space in the middle.

Tang San stood in place, his whole person somewhat dazed.

His mind was spinning at high speed,

In my past life, clearly it was the four of us—myself, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong—persisting under Zhao Wuji's hands for the duration of an incense stick. How did it change in this life into me alone fighting Dai Mubai?

His inner thoughts fell into Zhao Wuji's ears.

The corners of Zhao Wuji's mouth raised slightly.

This past life Tang San spoke of was the four of them persisting under his own hands for the duration of an incense stick.

That really was a good idea.

He rubbed his chin,

"Alright, since Mubai is examining Tang San, I'm idle anyway. The four of you,"

he gave a sweeping wave of his large hand, pointing at Ye Lin, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing,

"The four of you come at me together. Persist under my hands for the duration of an incense stick, and that will also count as you passing the fourth rank."

The four of them started in unison.

Zhao Wuji waved his hand, his tone sounding quite generous after all,

"Rest assured, I will use at most my first four soul skills, and won't make things too difficult for you."

"You can first discuss how to deal with me, I'm not in a rush."

Ye Lin and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance, the two of them nodding in tacit understanding.

The four of them had just gathered together, not yet having time to speak a word, when a shrill roar suddenly came from the other side of the courtyard,

"Dai Mubai, I fuck your grand-uncle!!!"

Zhao Wuji and the four people's gazes simultaneously turned over there.

They saw a platinum-colored light wave blast squarely onto Tang San's crotch. Tang San's entire person was blasted flying backward, his backside carving a deep ravine into the training ground.

After the dust cleared away, that newly changed blue pair of pants of his had another large hole blown open, the edges charred and curled,

turning into a brand-new pair of split-crotch pants.

Tang San curled up on the ground, both hands covering his crotch, his face flushed red, his lips trembling, and the veins on his forehead bulging out one by one.

Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu all glanced toward Tang San, their faces turning slightly red, and then they swiftly averted their gazes.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing grew even more certain that what Tang San had said just now was right.

This Dai Mubai was a lewd person.

What kind of good person specifically attacked people's kinds of places like that?

Fortunately, they weren't the ones persisting under Dai Mubai's attacks for the duration of an incense stick.

Otherwise, they would very likely have faced the exact same scene as Tang San,

and by then one would be wearing a split-crotch skirt and the other split-crotch leather pants.

Was this still a proper academy?