Murdering the heart!

Then Lu Qian and Ning Rongrong heard Oscar call out in his somewhat sleazy voice:

"I Have a Big Sausage!"

As a burst of yellow light suddenly gathered in his palm, two yellow rings rose from beneath Oscar's feet.

Immediately afterward, a sausage identical to those on Oscar's little cart appeared in his palm.

"Haha."

Although Lu Qian had been somewhat prepared, he still could not help laughing aloud. This soul incantation really was fucking sleazy!

Ning Rongrong fared much worse. At first, she looked somewhat bewildered, then her stomach immediately began churning, and she dry-heaved toward the empty ground beside her.

"Urgh... blech!"

Lu Qian glanced at Oscar with a smile, then took some tissues and water out of his Storage Soul Tool and handed them to Ning Rongrong beside him.

The reason Lu Qian had gone this far was not actually Oscar, but the person who had just sent Oscar over to disgust him and Ning Rongrong: Dai Mubai!

According to the original plot, Dai Mubai should already have given Oscar a talking-to when he sold Tang San sausages. Yet now, his appearance had been far too timely.

Seeing Ning Rongrong react so strongly, Oscar hurriedly explained:

"I can't help it. When using a food-type martial soul, you have to accompany it with different soul incantations to make the food change. What I said was an incantation, not something I wanted to shout. Besides, there's absolutely nothing wrong with the quality of my sausages."

Unfortunately, Ning Rongrong did not want to acknowledge him at all right now. She did not even want to look at him.

Oscar then turned toward the culprit, Lu Qian. If Lu Qian had not tempted him with Silver Soul Coins, he definitely would not have offended Ning Rongrong!

What Oscar never expected, however, was for Lu Qian to hold out his hand in front of him and say:

"Give me my money back."

"What did you say?"

The mention of money made Oscar even more agitated!

"I said, give me my money back."

Lu Qian spoke very seriously.

"Why should I?!"

Oscar was somewhat angry. It's all your fault I can't chat with this beauty! With such a bad first impression, there's probably no chance for me in the future, either. Yet now Lu Qian actually wanted his money back. He was dreaming!

"Because we didn't eat them."

"But!"

Oscar was momentarily speechless. Yet just as his eyes darted around, trying to come up with a countermeasure-

Lu Qian spoke again:

"We're all students. As our senior, you wouldn't scam us, would you? I wonder what would happen if the dean heard about this. Ten Silver Soul Coins for one Soul Power sausage."

At the mention of Dean Flender, Oscar simply surrendered. He did not want this to blow up.

"You're ruthless!"

In the end, Oscar could only helplessly return the twenty Silver Soul Coins that had barely had time to warm up in his hands.

Oscar had thought the worst possible outcome would merely be Ning Rongrong blacklisting him. He had never expected there to be a bastard like Lu Qian, too!

Now, not only had he offended Ning Rongrong, but he had even returned the Silver Soul Coins already in his hands.

Perhaps this was what they called losing the bride and the troops as well!

In Lu Qian's eyes, however, this move of his was called murdering the heart!

Utterly dejected, Oscar pushed his cart away with his tail between his legs, while Lu Qian turned to Ning Rongrong, who was still dry-heaving, and said:

"He's gone. Are you feeling any better?"

"I'm... all right!"

After resting for a while, Ning Rongrong's complexion improved considerably.

"All right, let's continue the assessment."

Lu Qian then led Ning Rongrong back into the line for the second assessment, and their turn soon came.

Without wasting words, Lu Qian directly revealed three Soul Rings, enough to prove his Soul Power was far above rank twenty-five and that he could proceed straight to the fourth assessment.

Ning Rongrong, however, had to undergo the Soul Power crystal test. With her rank twenty-six Soul Power, she naturally had no trouble either, and was likewise exempted from the third assessment and allowed to proceed to the fourth.

Soon, Lu Qian and Ning Rongrong arrived at the site of the fourth assessment: the practical combat stage overseen by Zhao Wuji.

At that moment, Zhao Wuji was still resting on a reclining chair, while Dai Mubai stood beside him, staring coldly at Lu Qian.

If Lu Qian's guess was right, Dai Mubai was probably waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Tang San and Xiao Wu were also waiting there. Upon seeing Lu Qian and Ning Rongrong, Tang San spoke first:

"It's you."

"Brother San, they're a couple too."

Xiao Wu suddenly said to Tang San.

"Uh..."

Lu Qian did not know whether he should deny it, but Ning Rongrong beside him suddenly flushed bright red.

He seemed displeased to see Lu Qian and Tang San, these two fellows with Blue Silver Grass martial souls, gathered together. After all, both Lu Qian and Tang San had fought Dai Mubai, and now both had girls with them.

"Enough!"

Dai Mubai directly interrupted their conversation and said coldly:

"This stage tests practical combat ability. Some students have good martial souls and good control over them, but they grew up in noble households, raised in a honey pot, knowing nothing about the outside world, much less combat. The academy won't accept students like that either. The dean has said that anyone spoiled and pampered is to be rejected!"

"In other words, if you can't pass this stage, you still won't be able to enter Shrek Academy!"

Dai Mubai's expression was extremely stern, as though he were a superior reprimanding his subordinates.

With that attitude, never mind Lu Qian-even Tang San could not stand it. He asked Dai Mubai directly:

"May I ask how we're supposed to pass this stage?"

"Hmph, what's the hurry? I haven't finished speaking!"

How could Dai Mubai possibly show Tang San a pleasant face?

After a pause, he continued:

"Your opponent is me... the person beside me! Shrek Academy's vice dean, the rank seventy-six Battle Soul Saint known as the Immovable Wisdom King!"

Although Dai Mubai had deliberately played a little joke during the introduction, he noticed that neither Lu Qian nor Tang San had looked at him from beginning to end.

Tang San was better in that regard, as he was at least paying close attention to Zhao Wuji. Lu Qian, however, was somewhat outrageous, actually turning to look behind him from time to time.

Seeing how full of themselves the two were, Dai Mubai could not help sneering inwardly. Just wait. You'll have a bitter fruit to swallow!

"Mubai, is everyone here?"

Zhao Wuji asked somewhat lazily.

"Teacher Zhao, that should more or less be everyone. Four students have already made it here."

"That's quite a few!"

Looking slightly excited, Zhao Wuji rose from his reclining chair and swept his gaze over each of them.

"Not bad, not bad. I heard from Mubai that all of you were exempted from the earlier assessments and came straight to my stage. In that case, naturally, I'll have to take you on personally. But the four of you can come at me together. As long as you can hold out for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, you'll pass!"