Oscar's showmanship

Admittedly, that fatty Ma Hongjun really could be annoying sometimes.

But no matter what, he was still one of their own.

Besides, Oscar had his own aims and calculations in showing off now, and his target was none other than Ning Rongrong.

"You want to fight me?"

"Then come on!"

Xiao Wu did not care who her opponent was, as long as she could beat up someone from this academy and vent her anger.

"Oscar, sausage martial soul, level 39 support-type Soul Master."

Oscar slapped Ma Hongjun awake, then tossed him aside and turned to Xiao Wu.

Had they been anywhere but the academy, he would never have announced his martial soul and soul power level.

"A support-type Soul Master? You're a support-type Soul Master?"

"Can you even fight?"

Xiao Wu was already surprised to hear Oscar's soul power level, and learning that he was a support-type Soul Master left her even more astonished.

"Just try me, and you'll find out."

Oscar smiled calmly, looking every inch the refined gentleman at all times.

Ma Hongjun walked up to Dai Mubai, his face full of shame.

"Big brother, I'm sorry. I've embarrassed you."

Ma Hongjun had never imagined that he would fall at that little girl's hands.

"Yes, you certainly have."

Dai Mubai merely offered that calm assessment before turning his gaze to Oscar.

Xiao Wu's Charm control skill was indeed impressive. Coupled with her foundation as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the fact that Ma Hongjun had only just begun practicing a method to improve his spiritual power, and the distracting thoughts in his mind that maximized her Charm's effect, this outcome did not surprise him.

"I..."

At Dai Mubai's words, Ma Hongjun's already ashamed face grew even more embarrassed.

He had come to Dai Mubai partly because he truly felt ashamed, and partly, of course, because he wanted a few words of comfort from his big brother.

That was how it had gone every time he had done something wrong before.

But this time, his big brother had broken with his usual behavior.

Ma Hongjun knew that his big brother was truly angry.

This is the first time, and it'll be the last.

Ma Hongjun silently swore that oath to himself.

Dai Mubai had no idea what Ma Hongjun was thinking. At the moment, more of his attention was on Xiao Wu.

In a sense, they were the same kind of existence: both were soul beasts who had taken human form.

However, there was a fundamental difference between them. His soul was human, and Xiong Jun's power had also been sacrificed to him.

Another real piece of work?

Looking at Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai truly did not know what to say.

If he remembered correctly, she had taken human form and entered the human world to seek revenge.

Where on earth has that revenge gone?

Into a romance?

Most importantly, she truly possessed innate full soul power, supported by the origin power of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. After so long, her strength should not have improved so little.

He had not thought much of it before, but only after he himself could largely be considered a soul beast who had taken human form did Dai Mubai learn how quickly they could advance.

The origin power of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was like a mobile spring, constantly supplying what was needed for cultivation.

Under such conditions, having only reached level 29 at present rather suggested that she had lost her ambition in idle pleasures.

Or is she deliberately suppressing her cultivation speed because she doesn't want to surpass Tang San and upset him?

As he watched Xiao Wu face off against Oscar, that absurd thought surfaced in his mind.

It sounded utterly ridiculous, but the problem was that such things were perfectly normal on the Douluo Continent.

Never mind anyone else-wasn't Feng Xiaotian the most obvious example?

No matter how much he distracted himself by practicing his self-created soul skill, given Feng Xiaotian's age and talent, his strength should not have advanced so slowly.

The reason was simple: he had done it deliberately to spare Huo Wu's feelings.

"Fine. Since you want to fight, don't say I'm bullying you."

Seeing Oscar remain unruffled throughout, Xiao Wu hesitated no longer. She activated her first soul skill, Waist Bow, and charged straight at him.

"An enhancement-type soul skill?"

"Very good, but your body is too weak, and your own speed is too slow."

Even though Xiao Wu had already used her soul power, Oscar stayed where he was. With the ease of someone strolling through a courtyard, he not only evaded her soul skill but also seized her ankle in the same motion.

He had used no soul skill and no other ability-only pure anticipation and perception to avoid a head-on collision, relying on his own physical strength to accomplish this.

"How is that possible?"

Xiao Wu's face was filled with horror. How could such a thing be possible?

The fellow before her was a support-type Soul Master!

"All right, back you go."

Oscar then tossed Xiao Wu back.

As he spoke, he summoned his martial soul.

Three recovery Big Sausages appeared in his hand, and he tossed them out, landing them unerringly in Tang San's, Xiao Wu's, and Ma Hongjun's hands.

"These are recovery Big Sausages. They can restore your stamina and heal your injuries."

After saying that, Oscar stepped back.

From beginning to end, he had never taken Xiao Wu seriously.

It was as though he had merely stepped forward to settle a conflict.

The same methods and techniques as Xiao San...

Looking at the sausage in her hand, Xiao Wu finally began to feel afraid.

If he had truly wanted to kill them, they might very well have already lost their lives just now.

"Thank you!"

After hearing Oscar's explanation, Tang San hesitated briefly but still ate the recovery Big Sausage.

"He really is..."

Seeing Oscar show off like that, and Ning Rongrong's shining eyes not far away, Dai Mubai knew that Oscar had achieved his aim.

He looked utterly relaxed, but probably only he himself knew just how tense he was.

"Old Zhao, she doesn't need to be tested."

Dai Mubai spoke as he looked toward where Zhu Zhuqing stood.

"All right, as you say."

Zhao Wuji naturally had nothing more to say.

At this point, the so-called assessment was more or less complete.

Only the girl named Ning Rongrong had yet to demonstrate her abilities, but judging by Oscar's performance, that no longer seemed necessary either.

"So this is Monster Academy?"

"Perhaps we really have come to the right place."

Tang San looked at the group opposite him, his eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.

Here, he could become stronger.

As for the remaining arrangements to receive them, Oscar naturally took care of those.

Dai Mubai, meanwhile, came up to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Come with me. Whatever questions you have, I can answer them."

Dai Mubai had long since worked out how to hoodwink her.

In truth, he was more curious about something else: now that his martial soul had completed its evolution, could the two of them still perform a martial soul fusion skill together?

If they could no longer form a martial soul fusion skill, then Zhu Zhuqing's value as someone to nurture would be much lower.