Lu Yu watched the farce unfolding ahead with great interest, his gaze casually sweeping over the group.
Suddenly, Lu Yu raised an eyebrow as he spotted a man and a woman at the front of the line.
The man was wearing a blue vest and blue trousers; the woman was wearing a pink dress and had a long ponytail that almost touched the ground.
These two are none other than Tang San and Xiao Wu, the protagonists of Douluo.
Looking at Tang San and Xiao Wu, Lu Yu thought of how Zhao Wuji had been beaten up by Tang Hao on the night of their enrollment. So she controlled the Somersault Cloud floating in the sky and began to search for Tang Hao's figure in the vicinity.
A few seconds later, Lu Yu actually spotted a figure that resembled Tang Hao, on a field ridge about a kilometer to his left and behind.
A burly man dressed in a black robe sat on the edge of a field, drinking alone, his large hood covering most of his face.
Lu Yu wanted to confirm whether this person was Tang Hao himself, so he controlled his Somersault Cloud above the black-robed man, blocking the sunlight and creating a huge shadow that enveloped the black-robed man sitting on the ridge of the field.
The man in the black robe paused in his drinking, glanced sideways at the white clouds floating above his head, but only for a moment before continuing to drink.
Lu Yu chuckled. It seemed this person was Tang Hao; there was absolutely no Soul Power fluctuation on the Somersault Cloud.
If Lu Yu hadn't been connected to the Somersault Cloud, he would have thought that the Somersault Cloud floating in the sky was just an ordinary white cloud.
"As expected of the number one person below the god level, this perception... tsk tsk tsk..."
Lu Yu sighed inwardly and sent the Somersault Cloud back to float above his head.
Soon it was Lu Yu's turn. Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were the first to pass the test. Ning Rongrong turned around and looked at Lu Yu with a proud expression.
"Well, now you know how powerful I am! How about considering becoming my follower!"
Lu Yu pursed her lips and looked at Ning Rongrong with amusement, "Let's talk about it after your Soul Power Level surpasses mine!"
you...
Ning Rongrong was so angry that she jumped up and down. No one in the sect gave her any leeway. Even the two Titled Douluo in the sect liked Ning Rongrong very much. She had never been treated like this before.
The more nonchalant Lu Yu seemed, the more Ning Rongrong wanted to conquer her.
"Fine, I'll see just how capable you are!"
Ning Rongrong turned her head to the side, but still kept glancing at Lu Yu of the corner of her eye.
"Stretch out your hand." Li Wensong looked at Lu Yu, who was joking with Ning Rongrong, and was somewhat surprised. What kind of person could walk with this young lady?
Lu Yu did as he was told and extended his right hand. Li Wensong reached out and squeezed Lu Yu's wrist, his eyes widening in shock and a cold sweat breaking out on his body.
"This... this physical body is even stronger than mine."
Li Wensong swallowed hard, speechless with shock for Jiujiu.
Ning Rongrong, standing to the side, was not happy about it and slammed her hand on the table. "Hey! Old man! Did he ask you for permission or not? Say something!"
Li Wensong glanced at Ning Rongrong; he couldn't afford to offend her either. So, he steeled himself and squeezed Lu Yu's wrist again.
His voice was dry and hesitant, "13 years old, too old!"
Pfft~
Ning Rongrong burst out laughing on the spot.
"You're nothing special, aren't you? Too bad you won't be able to enter the academy with his girlfriend one day!"
"However, if someone is willing to be my little follower, I wouldn't mind bringing him in!"
Lu Yu's lips twitched. This little girl.
Shaking her head, Lu Yu looked at Li Wensong again and said, "Didn't you say Shrek only accepts monsters? I just don't know if I count as a monster."
After saying that, Lu Yu immediately summoned his Soul Ring.
When Li Wensong saw the White Soul Ring, the disdain on his face did not diminish at all; Ning Rongrong's face also showed a hint of arrogance.
Then came the second, third, and fourth, four neat white Ten-Year Soul Ring that appeared and slowly rotated around Lu Yu's waist.
The disdain on Li Wensong and Ning Rongrong's faces froze completely as they stared blankly at the four White Soul Ring on Lu Yu's body.
"So, a 13-year-old, level 41 Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, wouldn't you call that a monster?" Lu Yu raised an eyebrow, his tone calm, but he was very satisfied with the expressions on the two people's faces.
Even Zhu Zhuqing was stunned for a long time when she first saw the four White Soul Ring on Lu Yu's body.
Hearing Lu Yu speak, the two of them snapped out of their daze and gasped in shock.
Ning Rongrong couldn't help but speak first, asking, "Four Ten-Year Soul Ring, Lu Yu, are you serious?"
As she spoke, Ning Rongrong leaned closer and looked at the room carefully from left to right.
Lu Yu ignored Ning Rongrong, looked at Li Wensong with amusement, and continued to ask, "So? Am I a monster?"
Li Wensong pursed his lips, unsure of what to do. "It's possible to calculate, but what you're saying..."
Lu Yu clapped her hands. "That settles it then. I'm 13 years old and at level 41. You can calculate how many levels I'll be at age 12."
After saying that, Lu Yu ignored Li Wensong, raised her chin triumphantly at Ning Rongrong, and took Zhu Zhuqing's hand as they walked into the Shrek Academy.
Li Wensong, standing behind him, raised his hand as if to speak but hesitated. Remembering Lu Yu's terrifying physical abilities and bizarre Soul Ring Configuration, Li Wensong still didn't dare to speak up to stop him.
Carrying the box of Gold Soul Coin, he took another route and ran towards Flender's dean's office.
The training plaza inside the Shrek Academy.
Zhao Wuji was lying on a recliner, basking in the sun, when he heard footsteps and slightly opened his eyes to look over.
He saw two men and a woman walking towards him. He sat up and clicked his tongue.
"Only two this year? That's fine too!"
Dai Mubai led Tang San and Xiao Wu to Dai Mubai Zhao Wuji and began to introduce them.
" Teacher Zhao, these two are Tang San and Xiao Wu, the freshmen this year."
"This is Zhao Wuji, the academy's practical combat instructor, a level 76 Soul Saint!"
"What! Soul Saint?" Tang San and Xiao Wu exclaimed in surprise.
The Soul Emperor at the academy gate had already shocked the two, but they never expected that the practical combat instructor would actually be Soul Emperor.
"I didn't expect that although Yu Xiaogang is a good-for-nothing, the academy he recommended is actually quite good!" Tang San thought to himself.
Zhao Wuji stood up, clapped his hands, and took out an incense stick, waving it around. "There's one last test. If you can last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, you'll pass."
Xiao Wu pouted, hands on her hips, looking displeased. "Isn't this bullying? You, a Soul Saint, are fighting against two Soul Grandmaster?"
Zhao Wuji grinned widely, "If I don't use my Martial Soul, and you can't even last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, then you don't deserve to be called monsters."
Tang San frowned slightly, then pulled Xiao Wu, who was about to speak, and nodded in agreement.
Although this academy doesn't look very good, and is even inferior to the Nuoding Academy, he is still quite satisfied with its teaching staff.
"Alright, since you've agreed, I'll give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to discuss your tactics."
"Wait!"
Suddenly, a flippant voice rang out.
The four of them turned their heads and saw a man and two women walking towards them from a distance.
Zhao Wuji turned to Dai Mubai, "Why didn't you bring the others with you?"
Dai Mubai looked at Lu Yu and the little golden monkey on his shoulder, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth as he spat out two words.
"Lu~Yu!"