Shrek Academy, Everyone Was Shocked

There were also two "old acquaintances" in the queue: Tang San and Xiao Wu, whom he had met at the Rose Hotel.

Aside from them, there was a rather beautiful woman in black with a cool demeanor, standing directly behind Beiming Yuan.

"Robbers! You people at Shrek Academy are robbers! We haven't even joined your academy, yet you still won't refund our money!"

Meanwhile, an argument seemed to be coming from up ahead. A parent seemed to be arguing about tuition with the elderly man in charge of admissions.

The elderly man immediately released his Dragon Pattern Staff Martial Soul. Six Soul Rings descended-one white, one yellow, three purple, and one black-as the presence of a level sixty-three Soul Emperor was laid bare.

At this sight, quite a few people sucked in a breath of cold air. They had never expected this unremarkable-looking Shrek Academy to have a Soul Emperor powerhouse.

"He's actually a Soul Emperor!" Ning Rongrong's little mouth fell slightly open. She was surprised too.

Originally, she had only wanted to follow Beiming Yuan. Now that she saw even a teacher at Shrek Academy was a Soul Emperor, her interest was immediately piqued.

Perhaps this Shrek Academy was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"A Soul Emperor..." The arguing parent's expression changed, and he no longer dared act out.

"Hmph!"

The elderly man snorted, swept his gaze over the long queue, and said indifferently, "If you want to join Shrek Academy, you should first understand our rules. Anyone hoping to get lucky is merely handing us Gold Soul Coins for nothing."

"I'll say it again. You must meet both the age and Soul Power Level requirements. Shrek Academy only accepts monsters, not ordinary people."

At those words, many parents looked displeased, but none dared argue. After all, they were facing a Soul Emperor with a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Quite a few people had already beaten the retreat, leaving with their children.

In the blink of an eye, only a handful of people remained in the registration queue.

"Next."

The elderly man's gaze fell on the remaining people, lingering only on Beiming Yuan for a few extra seconds as a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Despite his level sixty-three Soul Emperor cultivation, he actually could not see through Beiming Yuan.

Tang San and Xiao Wu stepped forward. After a round of tests, they fully met the requirements. Once they paid the registration fee, they stood to one side to wait.

When Ning Rongrong's turn came, she likewise released her Martial Soul and had her Soul Power tested.

"Hmm?" Seeing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul in Ning Rongrong's hand, the elderly man frowned. "Does your family know you've come here?"

"Education makes no distinctions. I meet your academy's admission requirements, so you have no reason to reject me, do you?" Ning Rongrong asked.

The elderly man hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Wait at the side for now."

Ning Rongrong smiled at Beiming Yuan behind her, then walked to the side to wait.

"Your turn." The elderly man looked at Beiming Yuan, curiosity appearing in his eyes.

Beiming Yuan stepped forward and let the elderly man check his bone age. His age qualified. Finally, when his Soul Power was tested with a crystal ball, he actually made it blaze with an extremely dazzling light.

"A level forty-four Soul Ancestor!" the elderly man exclaimed, staring at Beiming Yuan in disbelief, as though looking at a monstrous freak.

Everyone was startled, Ning Rongrong included. Even the woman in black standing behind Beiming Yuan froze, a ripple passing through her cool eyes.

He should be about my age... The woman in black's heart trembled. She was utterly shocked.

A level forty-four Soul Ancestor?

How was it so high? Was that a cultivation level someone his age could reach?

"Beiming Yuan, you... how did you become level forty-four?" Ning Rongrong was undoubtedly the most shocked. She knew full well that just a few months ago, Beiming Yuan had only been a level thirty-five Soul Elder.

It had not even been a year, yet his Soul Power had risen by nine levels. Wasn't that far too outrageous?

"Brother, he's so strong!" Xiao Wu said in shock.

"Mm."

Tang San nodded, equally shocked.

"No wonder he could beat that lecherous tiger Dai Mubai barehanded yesterday. His cultivation is actually this high!" Xiao Wu continued.

Upon hearing the words "lecherous tiger Dai Mubai," the woman in black's eyes flickered again, only to quickly return to normal.

"Child, your name is Beiming Yuan?" A smile appeared on the elderly man's face as he said gently, "Please release your Martial Soul."

Beiming Yuan did not hide it either. With a slight stir of his thoughts, the Ice and Snow Fan Martial Soul appeared in his hand, and the chill of Ultimate Ice spread outward.

"What a powerful ice attribute!" The elderly man was startled and instinctively retreated several steps.

Immediately afterward, an even more shocking sight appeared.

One yellow, one purple, and two black Soul Rings rapidly descended from above Beiming Yuan's head, glittering with light. His powerful presence was in no way inferior to a Soul Emperor's.

"A thousand-year second ring! Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings!" The elderly man's eyes widened, his voice filled with horror.

The woman in black, Xiao Wu, and Tang San wore much the same expression. They had never imagined Beiming Yuan would actually be so terrifying.

"That's Beiming Yuan for you. He's incredible." Ning Rongrong smiled happily.

"Is that enough?"

Beiming Yuan asked.

"Y-yes! Yes!" The elderly man nodded repeatedly, his gaze still full of shock as he looked at Beiming Yuan.

Shrek Academy only recruited monsters. Now a monster had come, and a genuine monster at that.

A level forty-four Soul Ancestor at such a young age, with such an outrageous Soul Ring Configuration too-just who was this extraordinary talent?

There had to be a powerhouse behind Beiming Yuan. Those two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings were the best proof.

"Phew..."

The elderly man drew a deep breath, looked at the last woman in black, and said, "Your turn."

The woman in black stepped forward to have her bone age, Soul Power, and Martial Soul tested. She fully met Shrek Academy's admission standards.

"Mubai, hurry out here and take these Little Monsters inside!" the elderly man shouted toward the village.

A tall blond man strode out briskly. He was well dressed, with double pupils in his eyes. It was Dai Mubai.

"Teacher Li, this year there are..." Dai Mubai was just about to say something when he spotted several familiar figures. "It's you!!!"

Especially Beiming Yuan!

He would never forget the humiliation that man had brought him yesterday for the rest of his life!

His arm had been broken and his jaw dislocated. If he had not been so strong, it might have taken several more days for him to recover.

At that thought, Dai Mubai grew furious, his eyes bloodshot and his breath heaving like an ox's.

The elderly man frowned and asked, "Mubai, do you know these Little Monsters? Did something unpleasant happen between you?"

"..." Dai Mubai remained silent for a long while, then nodded.

"You're all young. You don't get acquainted without a fight." The elderly man waved his hand and continued, "All right, take them inside first, straight to the fourth trial. I still need to keep handling admissions here."

Dai Mubai was deeply annoyed, but he forcibly suppressed it. Looking at Tang San, he said, "Come with me. I'll take you inside."

"Hmm?" Noticing a clue, the elderly man thought to himself, It seems the conflict between Mubai and these Little Monsters runs quite deep. I hope nothing happens.

Inside the village, Dai Mubai led the way, showing a pleasant face only to Tang San. As for Beiming Yuan and the others, he selectively ignored them.

Even the woman in black was someone he chose to ignore, despite knowing who she was.

Beiming Yuan and the others did not particularly care about Dai Mubai's attitude. Instead, they surveyed their surroundings as they walked.