Zu Zong thought to himself, "It seems he is Sun Buyu. He's been hiding in the shadows for so long, only coming out now. He's really timely! Is he trying to test my strength?"
Xue Beng, lying on the ground, was helped up by several extra students. He was in a sorry state, panting, and roared, "Teacher Sun, look at these two lunatics! They dared to beat us up like this! They really don't respect the Royal Academy of the Heavenly Dou Empire at all! You must stand up for us!"
Without saying anything else, our great Prince Xue Beng first threw a hornet's nest on the other side.
Sun Buyu clearly disliked Xue Beng. Others might fear him, but he wasn't. He said impatiently, "I've seen what happened. Aren't you ashamed to be beaten like this by two freshmen? Xue Beng, this is an academy, not the capital. I advise you to get lost."
He then looked at Zu Zong and Xiao Wu, as if trying to see through them. "You two are quite strong, what are your names?"
Zu Zong said, "My name is Zu Zong, and this is my 'adopted' sister, Xiao Wu. These are our admission invitations." As he spoke, Zu Zong handed two special envelopes to Sun Buyu.
"Ancestor?" Even with his good manners, Sun Buyu had never heard of such a name that took advantage of others. If he hadn't seen the admission invitations, he would have suspected he'd been tricked.
Opening the two envelopes, Sun Buyu's expression changed. His gaze towards Zu Zong and Xiao Wu softened considerably.
"Alright, come with me! I'll take you to see the Education Committee."
Zu Zong smiled faintly, then replied seriously, "Then I'll leave it to Teacher Sun!"
Sun Buyu led Zu Zong and Xiao Wu to the Education Committee of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Besides "extravagant," Zu Zong couldn't think of any other adjective to describe it. A single-story building was over ten meters tall, even surpassing the Spirit Hall of Notting City.
Zu Zong(resentful of the rich): These filthy nobles who eat human flesh without spitting out the bones—one day I'll take all that money to my house.
Entering the Education Committee hall, Zu Zong found only four people inside. Besides the three black-robed elders sitting in the main seats, there was a middle-aged man of about thirty standing to the side.
Although the three elders were simply sitting there, they gave off a very special feeling, as if they were the core of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's main campus, or even the entire academy. Even with gentle smiles on their faces, the special aura of power they possessed could not be hidden.
The zu zong muttered under his breath, "So these are the Soul Douluos from Heaven Dou Academy? And there are three of them."
Xiao Wu, standing nearby, was startled when she heard the zu zong mention Soul Douluos—beings capable of recognizing soul beasts in human form. She instinctively hid behind the clan leader, trembling slightly
, occasionally glancing at the three black-robed elders out of the corner of her eye, completely forgetting that she had already shed her beast form.
The zu zong patted Xiao Wu's hand, signaling her not to be nervous, "Alright, alright, it's nothing!"
He had already used the system to identify her long ago, and even the system showed that Xiao Wu was now completely human; otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to bring her along.
Sun Buyu bowed to the three elders sitting on the platform, saying, "Three chairmen of the Education Committee, I have brought you the people the academy is looking for." Then, he smiled at the middle-aged man standing beside him, who nodded and returned the smile; the two exchanged greetings.
The gaunt old man in the center of the three elders laughed heartily, stood up, and said, "Not bad, not bad. To be able to face the might of the three of us without any fear, you are indeed a promising talent! I am the chief of the Academic Affairs Committee, Meng Shenji, with the martial soul Black Demon, and a level 86, eight-ring Battle Soul Douluo of the Control type. Let me introduce you."
As he spoke, Meng Shenji pointed to the short, stout old man to his left and said, "This is Bai Baoshan, the second-in-command of the Academy's Teaching Committee. His Martial Soul is the Heavenly Star Furnace, and he is a level 85, eight-ring Battle Soul Douluo of the Defense type."
The short, stout old man always wore a gentle smile, his fat face jiggling with each laugh. Hearing Meng Shenji introduce him, he smiled and nodded to the two clan elders.
Meng Shenji pointed to the last old man and said, "This is Zhi Lin, the third-in-command of the Teaching Committee. His Martial Soul is the Heavenly Green Vine, and he is a level 83, eight-ring Weapon Soul Douluo of the Control type."
Unlike Meng Shenji and Bai Baoshan, Zhi Lin was all smiles.
In fact, he had been frowning ever since Sun Buyu led the zu zong and Xiao Wu into the main hall. A strange feeling was emanating from this young man before him. He was familiar with this feeling, having experienced it before in someone else years ago—Chrysanthemum Douluo.
And this feeling was emanating from the young man before him.
Zhilin Soul Douluo also stood up and said seriously, "Young friend, may I see your spirit?"
Zu Zong nodded and said seriously, " ZuZong, spirit: Blue Silver Grass, control-enhanced attack type, level 37, three-ring spirit master."
As he spoke, Zu Zong gestured for Xiao Wu to move away, raised his right hand, and a faint white light appeared on his skin. Then, a deep blue-black Blue Silver Emperor with peculiar patterns surged out from his palm. Three clear halos of yellow and purple rose from his feet, swirling around his body. These were the distinctive characteristics of a three-ring spirit master.
Apart from the spirit ring configuration and the Blue Silver Emperor, Zu Zong did not intend to continue to hide his level. Since he had already decided to join the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, his level would be exposed sooner or later. Rather than being exposed later, it was better to reveal it himself.
Everyone present, except for Xiao Wu who already knew Zu Zong's strength, was greatly surprised.
Holding the admission notice in his hand, Sun Wuyu was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped. He was already astonished to see that Zu Zong and xiou Wu were both Soul Masters under the age of 13, but he never expected that one of them was a level 37 Soul Master. Did that mean that Clan Clan had become a Soul Master before the age of 12, or even 11? It was terrifying.
As soon as Zu Zong activated his Martial Soul, the strange feeling in Zhilin Soul Douluo's heart directly turned into reality. This was—Martial Soul Suppression.
"This is Martial Soul Suppression! My Azure Vine Martial Soul is actually being suppressed!" Zhilin Soul Douluo exclaimed.
Suddenly, the black robe symbolizing Zhilin Soul Douluo's identity fluttered without wind. Although he was just standing there, Zu Zong and Xiao Wu clearly felt the pressure around his body increasing little by little.
The zu zong remained outwardly unmoved, but inwardly he clicked his tongue in astonishment. "Wow, why does that old man Zhilin like to test the younger generation with pressure? He did it the first time he met Tang San in the original story, and now he's doing it again. And he's already at level 35! But it's alright, I can handle it." Zhilin
narrowed his slightly cloudy eyes, secretly shocked, and slowly increased the pressure.
Level 36, 37, 38...
all the way up to level 40, the zu zong remained completely unfazed.
zu zong: Nonsense, I've even unleashed my Martial Soul, how could anything be wrong? (End of Chapter)