Shrek Academy still adhered to Flender's set of admission rules.
Dai Mubai could not be bothered to consider or care whether those rules were a rip-off.
There was, however, one thing that was completely different from the original story.
Now, at least, the annual tuition of ten Gold Soul Coins was worth it.
As usual, Li Yusong stood guard at the entrance.
Thus, everyone who made it this far was a genius Soul Master.
"Couldn't there be a few surprises?"
Dai Mubai shook his head lightly as several figures appeared in his sight one after another.
He had been hoping someone unexpected would show up.
Instead, it was still the same four people from the original story.
Tang San, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong.
"Sure enough, before his bloodline awakened, Tang San was just a little lump of charcoal."
Looking at Tang San's rather unremarkable appearance, Dai Mubai shook his head lightly.
Tang Hao really was unreliable.
On this point, Dai Mubai thought Tang Hao was not even as good as Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang, a mere level-29 Soul Grandmaster, dared to declare that he would destroy Spirit Hall.
Yet Tang Hao, the youngest Titled Douluo, had nothing but strength. His reputation had been praised to the skies, but he had none of a man's sense of responsibility.
In Dai Mubai's view, if Yu Xiaogang had Tang Hao's cultivation, he might well dare to storm into Spirit Hall and confront Qian Xunji.
These thoughts were not meant to whitewash Yu Xiaogang.
He was simply judging the matter on its own merits, comparing which of them was worse.
Where on the Douluo Continent could anyone find a normal person? He, too, was a rotten person.
As for Xiao Wu, she was indeed rather cute, but she was not his type.
Ning Rongrong went without saying.
He did not like them flat.
Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, surprised him greatly.
Her cultivation had actually reached level 34.
After all, Zhu Zhuqing had not consumed any Immortal Herbs at this stage.
"Are the evolved Mysterious Heaven Skill and the improved Purple Demon Eye really that effective at increasing soul power and spiritual power?"
Dai Mubai was still quite surprised by this.
After all, he had left Zhu Zhuqing a great many things when he departed.
Even with those things helping her, Zhu Zhuqing should not have attained such cultivation by now.
Unless she had absorbed every soul ring beyond her age limit; only the soul power that came with those soul rings could have brought her cultivation to its current level.
"Not bad at all."
Dai Mubai smiled faintly, quite satisfied.
While Dai Mubai was looking at Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuqing was also looking at him.
There was no hatred or anger in her eyes, only excitement and confusion.
She had come because she could no longer stay in the Star Luo Empire, because she wanted to see Dai Mubai, and also to ask about a question troubling her.
"Hongjun, go up and test what they're made of."
Zhao Wuji had no intention of taking action himself. What had happened with Dai Mubai before had truly left quite a shadow over his heart.
He might not recognize the others in the group, but he could still identify certain distinctive accessories worn by that lavishly dressed girl.
Someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
If he went up and bullied the younger generation, who knew what might happen afterward?
Oscar was a support-type Soul Master and was not suited for combat.
As for Dai Mubai, forget it. He would be even more savage than Zhao Wuji himself.
That would be nothing but outright bullying.
After considering all the choices, only Ma Hongjun was suitable.
"Don't worry, Teacher Zhao. I'll make sure these juniors learn what their senior's strength is like."
After saying this, Ma Hongjun turned his gaze toward the three girls standing together.
The moment he set his eyes on Ning Rongrong, Oscar silently appeared behind him and gently rested a hand on his body.
That single gesture instantly sent a shudder through Ma Hongjun.
"Damn fatty, don't look where you shouldn't. One of them is Boss's woman."
Oscar's voice was very faint, yet it reached Ma Hongjun's ears clearly.
At those words, all the fat on Ma Hongjun's body suddenly quivered.
He no longer dared to let that gaze of his wander over Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.
As for Xiao Wu, their positions and interactions gave him some idea of her relationship with Tang San.
In other words, this junior had nothing to do with Oscar or Boss.
Then he began looking her over.
By now, Fatty had eaten his fill and seen the world; naturally, he would not reveal an inappropriate gaze at first sight.
On one hand, his actions were purely appreciative. On the other, they were a provocation.
A provocation aimed at the only male there, Tang San.
Xiao Wu was Tang San's reverse scale, and that single look instantly sent him into a fury.
"Take back that disgusting gaze!"
Tang San stepped forward and spoke coldly.
As he spoke, pure killing intent spread.
Well, well. Another tough customer.
Although Ma Hongjun thought this, his words remained utterly merciless.
"The weak have no right to say that."
"Want to teach me a lesson? Simple. Defeat me."
"Of course, if you can't even last ten minutes against me, you'd better slink away with your tail between your legs."
Ma Hongjun verbally provoked Tang San.
In truth, however, he had already grown more wary.
He had experienced several fights to the death in Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena. Although he rarely used his head in everyday life, he could still sense the killing intent of the person before him.
"You've gotten pretty good at using your spiritual power, but forget about trying for a ten-thousand-year fourth soul ring. The physical strengthening and enhancement support-type Soul Masters receive are too weak."
Dai Mubai looked at Oscar beside him and gently advised him.
"Boss, is it really impossible?"
Oscar was still somewhat unwilling to give up.
"It's very difficult. Only if you can fuse with a ten-thousand-year Torso Bone will you have enough support to obtain a ten-thousand-year fourth soul ring."
Dai Mubai truly did not have one of those on him.
Torso Bones were far too rare.
"All right, then. I'll work toward a fourth soul ring as close to ten thousand years as possible."
Having received a conclusion from Dai Mubai, Oscar finally gave up completely.
"Boss, do you think Fatty can beat that Tang San within five minutes?"
With nothing else to do, Oscar began sizing up Ma Hongjun and Tang San as they prepared to fight.
"Beat him within five minutes? Not a chance."
"It'll already be good if Fatty doesn't lose too miserably."
Dai Mubai shook his head lightly. Although Ma Hongjun's soul power level and Martial Soul both countered Tang San, leaving Tang San almost no chance of winning in a Martial Soul battle,
Tang San possessed more than just the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.
Hidden Weapons and the Tang Sect Secret Arts were his real key.
"Boss, do you think that highly of Tang San?"
Hearing Dai Mubai's words, Oscar's expression grew somewhat graver.
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