Shrek Academy Enrollment Registration

In the end, Hui Ye ate at his own funeral feast before leaving Wild Boar Village that very night.

The journey went smoothly, and he encountered no trouble.

Hui Ye arrived on the final day of Shrek Academy's recruitment.

At the admissions office.

Several senior students were responsible for registering applicants.

One of them looked up at Hui Ye and frowned at the sight of his ragged clothes and the brush knife at his waist.

"Shrek Academy doesn't take beggars."

Hui Ye said calmly, "I'm not a beggar. I'm here to register."

"All right, then. Give me your name, age, Martial Soul, and the rest."

"Hui Ye."

"Ten years old."

"From Wild Boar Village, Heavenly Soul Empire."

"My Martial Soul is..."

The student handling registration couldn't help asking, "Wild... Wild Boar Village?"

"That's right, Wild Boar Village. Is there a problem?"

Hui Ye said.

The registrar was visibly struggling to keep a straight face. "Wild boar? Hahaha."

He nudged the person beside him with his elbow. "Wild Boar Village..."

The other student gave a couple of perfunctory laughs. "Come on, what do you care where he's from? Just register him."

"Look at him. You can tell at a glance he's a country bumpkin," the registrar muttered.

Hui Ye's face darkened. "Is it that funny?"

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean it, bump-"

Bang!

Hui Ye swung a fist into his face.

"Since you don't know what respect means, let Grandpa Hui teach you. You dog, just what the hell are you?!"

"You're courting death!"

The registrar scrambled up from the ground, furious.

He instantly released his War Wolf Martial Soul, and two Yellow Soul Rings rose around him.

"Come on, make your move. Let Grandpa Hui get a good look. You'd better draw a teacher over, or you're my grandson!"

"How arrogant!" the registrar roared.

The person beside him hurriedly tried to stop him. "Don't be impulsive. Calm down. If you draw a teacher over, you'll be in big trouble."

"Mind your own business." The registrar shook off the other student's hand.

Unable to do anything, the student stepped back.

Hui Ye drew his brush knife, his gaze cold.

The registrar used Martial Soul Possession and spread his hands, sharp claws extending from his fingertips as he pounced at Hui Ye.

Hui Ye didn't dodge. He met him head-on with a slash of his knife.

The registrar's face drained of color.

He had lunged for Hui Ye's face, and Hui Ye's knife was slashing toward his own.

Hui Ye was clearly fighting to trade injury for injury, staking his life.

"Lunatic!"

The registrar hurriedly halted and twisted aside to dodge.

The blade slashed down, cutting open the clothes over his chest and leaving a shallow bloody mark.

The registrar dodged to the side, still shaken. If that slash had landed squarely, it would have gutted him.

The people around them sucked in a breath of cold air.

This ragged fellow was too crazy. He simply didn't care about his life!

Hui Ye didn't stop. He closed in and sent the registrar flying with a body slam, then straddled him and pounded his face.

"Get off!"

The registrar screamed again and again.

"A teacher's coming!" someone shouted.

The onlookers scattered, opening a path.

"Bastard, stop this instant!"

The newcomer sent Hui Ye flying with a kick.

Hui Ye got up and stared at him.

"What, the student couldn't win, so the teacher has to step in personally?"

The newcomer glanced at Hui Ye.

"You don't know how high the heavens are or how deep the earth is, daring to bully a Shrek Academy student."

"You're certainly quick to pin a label on someone, Teacher. You haven't even asked what happened, yet you've already jumped to a conclusion?" Hui Ye sneered.

"Exactly. How can people from Shrek Academy act like this?"

"That registrar was obviously looking down on him."

"Shrek Academy doesn't live up to its name, if you ask me. We might as well not come."

The other commoners there to register chimed in.

"Thank you, everyone. The eyes of the masses are naturally sharp as snow," Hui Ye said, cupping his hands.

Seeing the crowd growing angry, the teacher's face turned livid. He asked a nearby student in a low voice,

"What exactly happened?"

The student he asked had no choice but to tell him the truth.

"Teacher Lu, this is what happened..."

After listening, Teacher Lu looked at Hui Ye and scolded him.

"He was indeed wrong to insult you.

But leaving the facts aside, weren't you wrong too?

You could have reported it to a teacher afterward, so why did you have to hit him?"

"What the fuck?" Hui Ye was so angry he laughed.

"I'm not a Shrek student yet. Which teacher was I supposed to report it to?

Your fucking mother?"

"Watch your mouth!" Teacher Lu snapped.

Before Hui Ye could speak, someone in the crowd cursed angrily.

"Watch your fucking mother. That registrar's your bastard son, isn't he?"

"What kind of behavior is that? Does someone like you deserve to be a teacher?"

"Anyone who hasn't registered yet, hold off. We can't join Shrek Academy!"

"Shrek has to give us an explanation today!"

Soul Power surged around Teacher Lu, and four Soul Rings lit up. "Insolence!"

"He's hitting people!"

"A Shrek teacher is hitting people!"

Someone shouted, and the crowd instantly erupted.

"You... you..." Teacher Lu was too angry to speak.

Hui Ye seized the chance to sit on the ground and wail, deliberately displaying the shoe print left on him earlier for all to see.

"Heavens, it hurts! I think five of my ribs are broken..."

Teacher Lu's face flushed red. "Stop pretending! I barely used any force."

"What? You used your fourth Soul Skill?"

Hui Ye cried out in alarm.

"Heavens have mercy!"

"A Shrek teacher used a Soul Skill to hit someone!!"

Some of the people watching from the back hadn't seen the whole thing clearly. Hearing Hui Ye's cries, they immediately imagined a terrifying scene.

"Shut your mouth!"

Seeing the crowd's anger, Teacher Lu felt a great headache coming on.

Things...

seemed to be getting troublesome.

The Martial Soul Department dean's office.

A student rushed in, panic-stricken.

"Dean, something terrible has happened outside..."

Yan Shaozhe was sorting through the list of outstanding students the academy had admitted that year. He looked up at the words.

"What has you so panicked?"

The student spoke rapidly.

"A student registering at the admissions office got into a fight with a teacher. The crowd is furious, and things are almost out of control!"

Yan Shaozhe put down the documents in his hand.

"Explain clearly."

"This is what happened..." The student recounted the whole affair, from beginning to end.

After listening, Yan Shaozhe frowned and vanished from the spot.

Moments later, Yan Shaozhe appeared in the air above the academy gates, looking down.

The area outside the gates was packed so tightly that not even a drop of water could get through. Several thousand people had gathered, and more were still arriving from farther away.

In the open space at the center, Hui Ye was throwing a tantrum and rolling all over the ground.

Teacher Lu had fully unleashed his Martial Soul, but didn't dare strike. He was caught between advancing and retreating.

If he dared lay a hand on anyone, the furious crowd would surely beat him to death.

"Ah, it hurts so much! My ribs..."

Listening to the cries below, Yan Shaozhe swept him with his spiritual power, and his face instantly darkened.

"Silence!"

Yan Shaozhe shouted, nine rings lighting up as the pressure of a Titled Douluo swept across the entire area.

Everything below fell silent at once. Only Hui Ye continued rolling from left to right.

"Ow, ow, ow..."

Yan Shaozhe used Sound Transmission to speak to Hui Ye.

"Stop yelling. Do you think I can't tell you're pretending?"

Hui Ye froze, then replied aggrievedly, "But Shrek's teacher really did hit me."

"Only after you struck first."

"Would I have hit him if that registrar hadn't insulted me? Who could put up with that?"

Yan Shaozhe said, "Enough, kid. Now that things have come to this, I'll give you an explanation. For now, shut your mouth."