This Is the Comic Version of Douluo Continent!

"Teacher Zhao." Ye Lin looked up at Zhao Wuji.

"This is my strongest punch. Whether I get into Shrek Academy or not, it's the last thing I've got."

"And if I don't get in, I'll accept it!"

His second Spirit Ring flashed again.

Soul-Transformed Strength, one hundred percent.

Ye Lin converted every last drop of Soul Power in his body into pure strength.

A faint white glow appeared on his skin.

The two yellow Spirit Rings beneath his feet trembled violently,

and his aura surged.

Dai Mubai's expression changed as he felt the sudden swell of power from Ye Lin.

He'd thought he had already seen Ye Lin's limit, but the pressure bearing down on him now made the hairs on his back stand up.

He tried to gauge the scale of that power and swallowed involuntarily.

"Holy shit..."

"If this kid ever hits me with that punch, won't he smash me to pieces?"

Zhao Wuji's expression changed too.

As a Soul Sage, his senses were far sharper than Dai Mubai's. The power gathering within Ye Lin had gone far beyond anything a Soul Grandmaster should possess.

Those boosts were stacking one on top of another:

Great Strength, Soul-Transformed Strength, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's targeted boost.

With all those percentages added together,

I was only about this strong back when I was a Soul Ancestor.

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes. His muscles tensed slightly, and he eased his feet farther apart.

The earth-yellow light of his Immovable Wisdom King Body covered him again.

"You brat..."

"Using that much power—"

"aren't you afraid you'll blow yourself apart?"

Ye Lin didn't answer.

He stamped his foot, blasting a crater in the packed earth, and shot forward like a cannonball.

His right fist, packed with Soul-Transformed Strength at full power and every stacked boost, drove straight at Zhao Wuji's chest.

Xiao Wu's eyes widened. Zhu Zhuqing's cat ears flattened slightly, and the light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's palm flickered.

Zhao Wuji crossed his arms before his chest.

Boom!

His feet slid three feet backward across the earth, carving two deep furrows.

His arms tingled, and he liked Ye Lin even more.

He looked at Ye Lin.

Ye Lin's right arm hung at his side, his hand shaking uncontrollably.

Bloody lines streaked his arm, and his skin had split in several places.

He knelt on one knee in the dirt, his chest heaving.

Zhao Wuji walked over and crouched in front of him. He patted Ye Lin's shoulder. "All right. You've passed the fourth test."

Ye Lin looked up at him and managed a faint smile.

"But that incense stick hasn't burned out yet."

Zhao Wuji rolled his eyes.

"The first test checks your age and Soul Power, the second checks your Martial Soul's potential, the third checks your control over it, and the fourth checks how you fight."

"Meet the standard in each, and you pass. That incense stick has nothing to do with it."

At Zhao Wuji's words, Ye Lin's tense body finally relaxed.

Still crouching before him, Zhao Wuji glanced at the cuts on his arm and bellowed toward the courtyard gate,

"Oscar! Get over here! Someone needs your help!"

Footsteps sounded at the gate. A young man hurried in, with slightly long hair, peach-blossom eyes, a pointed chin, fair skin, and delicate features.

Oscar crouched beside Zhao Wuji. He took one look at Ye Lin's battered arm, sensed how empty his Soul Power reserves were, and nodded at once.

"Got it. Soul Power exhausted, plus external injuries, right?"

His first Spirit Ring lit up.

At the sight of Oscar,

the three girls immediately remembered what Tang San had said earlier:

that creepy Oscar, always asking people if they wanted to eat his big sausage.

Oscar took a deep breath and activated his first Spirit Skill.

"Cute, fragrant, tender tofu!"

Light flashed in his palm, and a pale, tender piece of Thousand-Leaf Tofu appeared. It actually looked rather appetizing.

Oscar pushed the tofu into Ye Lin's hand.

"Eat it. My first Spirit Skill makes Recovery Tofu. It restores stamina and Soul Power, and it heals injuries too."

Tang San stared, his mouth slightly open and his eyes full of confusion.

What the fuck is this?

I clearly remember that Oscar's first Spirit Skill in my previous life was Recovery Sausage, and the chant was "I've got a big sausage."

Whenever he offered it to Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, or Xiao Wu, all three were disgusted.

So why is it Recovery Tofu now? Why has the chant changed to "Cute, fragrant, tender tofu"?

Did my rebirth change the timeline so much that even Oscar's Spirit Skill changed?

But that's absurd. Sausage turned into tofu? How is that any different from changing his Martial Soul?

Zhao Wuji and Dai Mubai heard Tang San's thoughts.

Both reacted in exactly the same way.

So that's it. Oscar's Martial Soul was a sausage in the previous life?

No wonder he kept asking people if they wanted to eat his big sausage. It was a dirty joke with an easy excuse.

If they said yes, great. If they called him a pervert, he could say it was just his Spirit Skill.

Then again, that's exactly the sort of thing a creep like Oscar would do.

Good thing it changed in this life. Just thinking about Oscar offering us his big sausage makes me sick!

I'd rather have someone stab me in the back with a knife!

Tang San's thoughts reached the three girls too.

All three had the same thought:

Thank goodness it's tofu, not sausage.

The idea of having to eat Oscar's sausage from now on would be disgusting. This is much better.

But whenever they saw Oscar, they would still remember what Tang San had said.

They couldn't help projecting the Oscar from that previous life onto the one before them,

and labeling him a complete creep.

Ye Lin put the Recovery Tofu in his mouth.

Warmth spread through him. The cuts on his arm quickly scabbed over,

and his depleted Soul Power began to recover.

There's just one problem.

Which version of Douluo Continent have I ended up in?

This is the comic version of Douluo Continent.

In the comic, Oscar's Martial Soul is the God of Food, and his first Spirit Skill is Recovery Tofu.

Zhao Wuji glanced at Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai called out, "All right, you've all passed. I'll sort out the dorm rooms. Follow me."

"Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, you two share a room."

"Zhu Zhuqing gets a room to herself."

Dai Mubai looked at Tang San and Ye Lin.

One of them still had to share with Oscar.

In the end, he sent Tang San there

and gave Ye Lin a room of his own.

Ye Lin was the only normal boy left at Shrek Academy. If Oscar corrupted him too,

how could they argue when people said there wasn't a decent person at Shrek Academy?