Chapter 8 Vomiting Upon Arrival
Tian Dou Royal Academy, Meng Shenji's Office.
Meng Shenji's office was bustling today.
Besides Bai Baoshan and Zhilin, a group of people were also there.
Judging by their clothing alone, they were completely out of place in the rest of the Tian Dou Royal Academy—all dressed in coarse civilian clothes—yet they exuded a sharp aura.
"Teacher Qin, is this your former mentor?" As an 86th-level Soul Douluo, Meng Shenji could naturally sense that the leader of these people was only a 78th-level Soul Saint.
But
what was with that arrogant 29th-level Great Soul Master?
These three members of the Tian Dou Royal Academy's teaching committee, all Soul Douluo, would be given face even by Emperor Xue Ye.
His personal welcome was already a favor, yet he dared to look down on them?
"Yes," Qin Ming bowed, "This is Dean Flander of Shrek Academy."
Flander quickened his pace, taking a few steps forward. When he stopped, his hands were already crossed over his shoulders. He bowed slightly. "Shrek Academy, Flander. Martial Soul: Cat-Owl, Level 78 Battle Soul Saint of Agility-Attack Type. Greetings, Senior."
In the Soul Master world, this gesture is the proper etiquette for a junior to greet a senior. Although Flander was over fifty, his junior's greeting was not excessive in front of these three elders who were at least eighty years old.
The elder in the center of the three laughed heartily, strode forward, and pulled down Flander's hand from his shoulder. "Dean Flander, there's no need for such formalities. I've long admired your name, truly! It's an honor to have the teachers of Monster Academy personally come to guide us. I am the Chief of the Academic Affairs Committee, Meng Shenji, Martial Soul: Black Demon, Level 86 Eight-Ring Battle Soul Douluo of Control Type. Let me introduce you."
As he spoke, Meng Shenji pointed to the old man on 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."
Bai Baoshan always wore a gentle smile, his fat face jiggling with each laugh. Hearing Meng Shenji introduce him, he smiled and nodded to Flander.
Meng Shenji pointed to the last old man and said, "This is Zhilin, 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."
Flander already knew that they were all Soul Douluo-level powerhouses above level 80, but when Meng Shenji introduced them, he was still filled with shock. Especially since two of these three Soul Douluos were Control type Soul Douluos.
Everyone in the Soul Master world knew that while the attacks of the Offensive type were fierce, the Control type was the most difficult to deal with and the least desirable opponent. Unless there was a perfect counter, in a one-on-one situation, it was very difficult for a Soul Master of the same level to defeat a Control type.
Flander quickly introduced the teachers from Shrek Academy, but when he introduced the short-haired, high-ranking Soul Master, Meng Shenji frowned slightly without showing any emotion.
After all, this "master" had already left a bad impression on him from the first impression.
What's with this "master" who's already old and still a high-ranking Soul Master?
Just a few days ago, the Academic Affairs Committee received orders allowing all teachers and students of Shrek Academy to move in.
The information showed that although the Soul Master Academy had few students, their talent was absolutely top-notch.
They had also heard of Dean Flander.
Coming from a commoner family, yet able to create the "Golden Iron Triangle" reputation in the Soul Master world, he was truly a prodigy.
"The information says that Shrek Academy students have already reached the Soul Master level by the age of twelve, that's truly remarkable,"
Meng Shenji said with a smile, having a servant bring tea and snacks.
"These children are all exceptionally talented; we teachers are just doing our duty,"
Flander nodded slightly.
"The information your academy provided mentions an exceptionally talented control-type Soul Master, a veritable genius. May I ask who it is?"
Zhi Lin, the third seat of the Academic Affairs Committee, glanced around but couldn't identify the Soul Master hailed as a genius.
Grandmaster smiled calmly and said, "I wouldn't presume to call myself a genius. Tang San."
Yu Xiaogang stood up, a proud smile on his face.
Tang San was arguably his proudest achievement.
He had considered taking on disciples before, but their talents were all too lacking.
It was utterly impossible for him to achieve the ten core competencies of his martial soul. It wasn't
until he met Tang San a few years ago that he felt hope.
What a perfect test subject, what an obedient test subject!
With such a talent for obedience, he was simply the best test subject.
And as Tang San continued to grow, the surprises he brought were never-ending.
Except for the third spirit ring, which was slightly unexpected, everything else was fine.
An inconspicuous boy in the crowd responded and stepped out from behind, respectfully bowing to the three Soul Douluos, "Greetings, three teachers."
Zhi Lin smiled, but inwardly he was thinking, "Genius? You're just writing 'genius' on your files."
The name Tang San was bolded and highlighted in the provided materials.
What, should we highlight it in red too?
The air around Zhi Lin suddenly distorted slightly, and a massive surge of soul power locked onto Tang San.
Whether he's a genius or not, we'll only know after we try!
Tang San knew that Zhi Lin was testing him.
If he didn't perform well, people would only think that the information provided by Shrek Academy was all boasting.
That would be truly embarrassing!
Although the immense soul power surge was suffocating him, he could only resist it.
Zhi Lin's pressure was mounting, and beads of sweat were visible on Tang San's forehead.
Just as Tang San was about to reach his limit…
"Is this the place?" a childlike voice rang out.
"Should I knock?" another strong voice asked.
"I'll be right there."
The door was pushed open the next moment.
Three figures filed out, one in front and two behind.
Everyone present had sharp eyesight; upon seeing the newcomers, they were startled.
Not because they saw Xue Qinghe, but because of the two behind him.
It was known that Leosley and Siegwen rarely left their territory, as Siegwen had to care for too many patients daily, requiring immense energy, while Leosley needed to assist Siegwen. Therefore, they wouldn't leave unless it was for something important.
Unexpectedly, they had appeared this time.
Flander's gaze sharpened, seemingly sensing that the newcomers were up to no good.
Therefore, Leosley's arrival startled the three members of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's teaching committee, and their soul pressure, which should have been gradually increasing, almost couldn't be controlled.
Even so, Tang San was still impacted by the soul power, experiencing a dull pain in his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and sealed the energy in his dantian in time, otherwise he would have coughed up the blood.
"Third Brother!"
A long-legged girl in the crowd saw Tang San injured and coughing up blood, immediately ran up and hugged him, then looked at the person in front of her with teary eyes.
(End of this chapter)