Chapter 70 The Royal Academy Entrance Exam
No doubt about it.
Facing Dai Mubai, who possesses the top-tier beast martial soul, the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, Xue Beng and his rabble, who usually only knew how to walk birds and fight cocks, were simply as easy as paper.
Bang! Bang! Smash!
The battle ended quickly, accompanied by several dull thuds of flesh colliding and pig-like screams.
Xue Beng, clutching his face which was swollen like a steamed bun, scrambled to his feet, pointing at Dai Mubai with venomous eyes:
"Fine... you guys have guts!"
"You dare hit me! You bunch of country bumpkins, just you wait! This isn't over!"
After saying that, he led a group of whining lackeys and scrambled back to the academy, fleeing in disarray.
"Tch, trash."
Dai Mubai dusted off his hands and spat disdainfully in the direction Xue Beng had fled:
"A prince, indeed! He couldn't even withstand one of my moves."
"Bring it on!"
Although Flander felt it wasn't good to start a fight so soon after arriving, seeing the other party's arrogant and domineering face, he didn't blame Dai Mubai, but simply waved his hand:
"Alright, don't bother with this spoiled brat. Let's go inside, Qin Ming is still waiting for us."
Composing themselves, the group continued their ascent deeper into the academy along the white marble steps.
Ye Liuyun, who was walking at the back of the group, had an expression that was more solemn than ever before.
He knew that after Xue Beng left, the reinforcements they would bring next were not just ordinary teachers, but Prince Xue Xing of the Heaven Dou Empire, and Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.
The Shrek Academy members now are like ants facing a dragon when facing a Title Douluo.
Especially Xiao Wu.
Titled Douluo can see through the transformation of soul beasts.
Once Xiao Wu is exposed, she will definitely be hunted down.
Thinking of this, Ye Liuyun quickly stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Wu, who was skipping and jumping, ready to admire the scenery.
"Hey? Cousin, what's wrong?"
Xiao Wu stopped in her tracks, looking puzzled.
Ye Liuyun did not explain, but took out a large black cloak that he had prepared in advance, as well as a hat with a veil from his backpack.
"Put them on."
Ye Liuyun's voice was deep and serious, leaving no room for doubt:
"Ah?"
Xiao Wu held that pile of things, completely bewildered.
"Why? It's so hot, why wear such thick clothes? And this hat is so ugly..."
"Stop talking nonsense."
Ye Liuyun draped the cloak over her shoulders and even pulled the brim of her hood down to its lowest point, covering most of her face.
"Listen, Xiao Wu."
He leaned close to Xiao Wu's ear and warned her in a very serious tone, in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"No matter what happens, no matter who provokes us, and no matter what they say."
"You must hide behind Teacher Zhao Wuji."
Ye Liuyun pointed to Zhao Wuji, who was walking in front and had a burly, bear-like build:
"He's big enough to completely block you out."
"All you have to do is play dead."
"Don't say a word, even breathe softly, and concentrate on suppressing all your breath."
Xiao Wu looked into Ye Liuyun's eyes, which had never been so serious before. Although she didn't understand why he was "pretending to be dead" for no reason, she still chose to obey.
After all, Ye Liuyun's fist was bigger than hers.
"Okay... okay."
Xiao Wu nodded obediently and huddled inside the large cloak.
After settling Xiao Wu in, Ye Liuyun turned to look at Ning Rongrong beside him.
"Rongrong."
"Huh? Do I have to wear it too?"
Ning Rongrong was startled; she didn't want to wear such an ugly cloak.
"You don't need to."
Ye Liuyun shook his head and whispered the instructions:
"If any outsiders come later, stand a little further back and use your body to block Xiao Wu so that no one can see her directly."
Why?
Ning Rongrong was also confused.
"Is Xiao Wu something to be ashamed of?"
Don't ask.
Ye Liuyun's gaze was deep as he looked at the majestic bishop's tower in the distance, his voice low and somber:
"Just do as instructed."
Looking at Ye Liuyun's strange and rambling appearance.
Although Ning Rongrong was full of doubts, out of trust, she obediently replied:
"Got it."
Upon hearing the gatekeeper's report, Qin Ming made a special trip out.
He led Shrek and his group to the office door and gently knocked.
"Please come in."
An aged yet powerful voice rang out.
Upon entering the spacious and bright office, three elderly men dressed in black robes with gold thread had been waiting for some time.
They were the three members of the teaching committee of Heaven Dou Royal Academy: Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhilin.
"Qin Ming, these are the people from Shrek Academy you mentioned, right?"
Chief Education Commissioner Meng Shenji greeted him with a smile.
Although the Shrek group was dressed simply and even somewhat disheveled, the three elders showed no disdain in their eyes, but rather were filled with anticipation.
Qin Ming had reported earlier that these children had created a miracle of complete victory in Soto City, and their talent was even superior to that of the Royal Fighting Team.
Among them is a monster from the Royal Team, consisting of seven members.
"Are these kids even more outstanding than that brat Yu Tianheng?"
Bai Baoshan, the second-in-command of the Education Committee, looked at everyone with a smile.
Flander quickly led the way in bowing:
"Junior Flander greets the three seniors. I apologize for causing trouble for your esteemed institution."
After some pleasantries and introductions, Meng Shenji got straight to the point:
"Qin Ming speaks highly of you all, and we three old men are quite curious as well. If you don't mind, we'd like to give the children a simple test of their abilities."
It was called a test, but really it was just to check the condition.
Flander understood perfectly; he certainly hoped that these children could make a name for themselves and establish themselves in this new environment.
He turned his head and his gaze locked onto Ye Liuyun, who was standing at the very back.
This is Shrek's strongest weapon; if he were to show it off, these three education committee members would probably be completely stunned.
"Ye Liuyun, you go."
Flander greeted:
"Let's make Shrek proud."
Ye Liuyun waved his hand:
"No, Dean."
"I have other things to do later."
"Let Tang San go; he's strong enough."
Flander's lips twitched. This brat, he messed up at the crucial moment!
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up.
Ye Liuyun's absence is just perfect; it's the best opportunity for Tang San to showcase himself!
He immediately stepped forward, patted Tang San on the shoulder, and proudly introduced him to the three education committee members:
"Seniors, this is my direct disciple, Tang San."
"His talent and perseverance are unparalleled in my life. Let him be put to the test."
The three education committee members weren't picky; they just wanted any little monster from Shrek.
"Good."
Zhilin, one of the three teaching committee members, smiled slightly. As a control-type Soul Douluo, he was most skilled at this kind of precise control of soul power.
"Child, are you ready?"
Tang San stepped forward and bowed respectfully:
"Please enlighten me, senior."
Buzz!
Zhilin remained seated, and an invisible pressure of soul power surged toward Tang San like a tidal wave.
It started at level 30.
Tang San's expression remained unchanged, and his back was ramrod straight, as if a gentle breeze were caressing his face.
A hint of appreciation flashed in Zhilin's eyes, and his soul power increased to level thirty-five!
Tang San remained motionless, without even releasing his martial soul. He withstood the pressure solely by circulating the internal energy of the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
"Good lad!"
Zhilin became interested:
"Attention!"
Thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight...
It keeps increasing.
Fine beads of sweat finally appeared on Tang San's forehead, but he still did not retreat a single step, and his eyes became even more determined.
He endured until level 40 before his face contorted in pain and his bones began to creak.
The entire room fell silent.
The three education commissioners exchanged glances, all seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
A level 33 Soul Master actually withstood level 40 Soul Pressure with his physical body and willpower?
That's a difference of seven levels in soul power.
This isn't just genius, this is monstrous!
[end of the chapter]