Soon, led by Dai Mubai, Tang San and the others began the remaining tests.
Ning Rongrong quickly caught up.
"Come one, come all, don't miss out! Oscar Food Specialty Shop, low prices and generous portions~"
They had barely walked any distance before they heard someone hawking his wares.
Tang San turned his head in puzzlement. "You can set up stalls inside the academy?"
Dai Mubai pressed a hand to his forehead and said helplessly, "Go take a look, and you'll understand."
Following the cries, they spotted a sign in the distance. In fact, it was only a white cloth with a Soul Mark projected onto it.
"Using a Soul Mark as a sign?"
Ning Rongrong lightly covered her mouth. "This is the first time I've heard of Soul Marks being used like this."
Two students stood around the stall.
Looking like an old grandpa, Oscar lifted the cloth covering his stall. "Today's special: Oscar-branded Stinky Tofu! Delicious and tasty, only five copper coins a piece! The worse it smells, the better it tastes! Come try one~"
As the cloth lifted, an indescribable "fragrance" spread through the air.
The two students' faces immediately turned miserable as they fought back the urge to vomit. "Forget it, forget it. We really can't stand this fragrance."
Oscar hurriedly tried to stop them. "Don't go! How about four copper coins?"
"No, thanks..."
"Another failed sale... Still nobody buying..."
Oscar squatted on the ground and drew circles.
"Uncle, is this corn for sale?"
Xiao Wu poked her head forward and asked, pointing at the corn beside the stall.
"Uncle?"
Oscar jerked his head up.
"Who are you calling uncle? I'm only fourteen!"
"Fourteen?"
They all froze.
With hair growing that thick, he hardly looked fourteen, no matter how they looked at him.
"That's right. My name's Oscar, a junior student at Shrek Academy. You can't call me uncle just because I'm a little hairy, can you?"
Xiao Wu ducked behind Tang San in fright. "Calling you uncle already makes you sound younger, okay? We should really be calling you grandpa."
"I'm still a handsome young lad in the bloom of youth!"
Clang!
Dai Mubai slammed a fist down on his head. "Shave off your beard before saying that. I'm pretty sure I've warned you more than once not to sell stinky tofu in the academy."
"Why can't I sell it? Are you looking down on food types?"
Oscar protested indignantly.
"Food types?"
Tang San was puzzled.
"Make one now and show them."
Dai Mubai folded his arms.
Oscar immediately put on a bashful look. "Boss Dai, something so private..."
"Hurry up! Stop acting so girly!"
"Don't yell~ I'll make it, okay~"
Then, under everyone's gaze, Oscar held both hands in delicate orchid-finger poses. "Cute and fragrant~ Tender tofu~"
Accompanied by a Soul Mark and a Soul Spell, a golden piece of stinky tofu appeared in his hand.
Xiao Wu jumped back in fright. "Eww~ A cross-dressing uncle! So creepy!"
Even Tang San could not help covering his mouth and nose. The smell truly defied description.
Oscar was a little embarrassed too. "For a food-type Martial Soul to change the food it produces, it needs different Soul Spells. It's not like I wanted to chant this one..."
Tang San fanned a hand in front of his mouth. "I remember my teacher mentioning that. If you use a pose unique to yourself to support your Soul Spell, you can focus your mind and increase the speed of your Soul Power. My teacher had me practice that too."
"Let's not make this so serious. Come taste my tofu~"
Xiao Wu hid behind Tang San, using him as a shield. "You can eat that stinky tofu yourself!"
Dai Mubai immediately flew into a rage. "Are you trying to stink all the new students to death? Or are you itching for a beating?"
The tofu went flying just as a figure approached from the distance. The instant before it struck her, she blurred into an afterimage and dodged aside.
Dai Mubai's expression went blank. He stared at that black silhouette, rooted to the spot.
"Hey, hey, hey! Snap out of it, Boss Dai~"
Oscar leaned over.
"She's a beauty~"
"Get lost, you damn sissy!"
Tang San's attention had also been caught by that black silhouette, and he instinctively looked her way.
Then pain shot through his waist. "Hiss! Xiao Wu, why are you pinching me?"
"Hmph!"
Soon, they arrived at the second test.
Anyone whose Soul Power Level exceeded twenty-five could skip straight to the fourth test.
Xiao Wu and Tang San had already revealed their Soul Rings, so their Soul Power Levels were definitely above twenty-five, and they did not need testing.
Ning Rongrong took the crystal ball, which immediately glowed with a pink halo. Within it, the phantom of a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda flickered. "Hello, everyone! My name's Ning Rongrong~ A rank twenty-six Soul Grandmaster!"
Zhu Zhuqing flashed forward and picked up the crystal ball. "Zhu Zhuqing. Rank twenty-seven Soul Grandmaster."
Not wanting people to gossip, Tang San and Xiao Wu also tested their Soul Power Levels.
Tang San was a rank forty-two Soul Ancestor, and Xiao Wu was a rank forty-one Soul Ancestor!
An uproar immediately swept through the crowd.
Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and stared at them in astonishment. "Soul Ancestors? Are you really twelve?"
Tang San smiled and nodded.
Once everything was confirmed to be in order, Dai Mubai led them toward the fourth test.
Dai Mubai pressed a hand to his forehead. "Sigh, this fourth test won't serve much purpose for you two either."
"Oh? What does the fourth test involve?"
"Fighting me."
At that, Xiao Wu giggled. "I like fighting! I won't go easy on you!"
"Hmph, you stinking tiger! I wanted to beat you up last time. Now I've got the perfect chance."
"Hey, don't think I'll be scared of you just because you're a Soul Ancestor. I won't hold back either."
"Hahahaha! Stop arguing. I'll play with you."
Dai Mubai froze at those words, then turned around. "Teacher Zhao, you're going to fight?"
Sure enough, up ahead, a burly man who looked a full two meters tall stood laughing in the clearing.
Dai Mubai then introduced him to the others. "Teacher Zhao is our academy's vice dean."
"Um, Teacher Zhao, didn't we agree? I'm the examiner for the fourth test. It's against the rules for you to fight them yourself, isn't it?"
"The dean's away. What I say goes."
Teacher Zhao laughed heartily.
"Don't be nervous. For this test, I'll let the four of you work together to withstand my attacks for one hourglass. As long as one of you lasts until the end, all of you pass. How about it?"
Xiao Wu was still secretly delighted. "So cocky. Four against one will be much easier."
Dai Mubai, however, sighed.
Tang San asked in puzzlement, "What level of Soul Master is the vice dean?"
"A rank seventy-six Soul Saint!"
"A Soul Saint?"
All four were slightly startled.
Tang San and Xiao Wu knew perfectly well how strong a Soul Saint was. Before Liu Erlong had broken through, she had given them plenty of practical combat training.
That was someone who could stand against thousands of troops and horses!
"Hahahaha! I'll give you a little time to discuss what you're going to do."
Teacher Zhao stood with his arms folded.
Dai Mubai said helplessly, "Since Teacher Zhao wants to fight, there's nothing I can do. Let me tell you about him first. Teacher Zhao has a power attack system beast Martial Soul, the Great Strength Vajra Bear. I heard that back then, he fought his way out of an encirclement of sixteen Soul Emperors above rank sixty, all by himself. He was only a Soul Emperor himself at the time. There's no telling how strong he is now."
"Great Strength Vajra Bear... He's the Immovable Wisdom King?"
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