Chapter 92: Registration
Dai Mubai felt the strength of the Blue Silver Grass and immediately activated his first soul ring. His body was enveloped in golden light, and he broke free from the Blue Silver Grass's entanglement.
"First soul skill, White Tiger Shield. Kid, I didn't expect your Blue Silver Grass to have toxicity, but it won't have any effect on me."
Tang San frowned slightly. This was the first time he encountered such a powerful opponent. In Notting City's academy, there wasn't anyone who could withstand his first mother's entanglement.
Then, his second soul ring flashed, and the floor of the hotel was covered with Blue Silver Grass seeds. This was the second soul skill, Parasitism, granted to him by the century-old Ghost Vine.
Dai Mubai didn't care about the seeds on the ground. Instead, his second soul ring lit up.
"Second soul skill, White Tiger Light Wave."
He exhaled a golden beam of light straight at Tang San.
Tang San's eyes flashed with purple light, and his body moved like a ghost, dodging the impact wave by a few meters.
Then, his first soul ring shone again.
"First soul skill, Blue Silver Bind."
With the help of the seeds scattered all over the ground by his second soul skill, a massive amount of Blue Silver Grass rushed toward Dai Mubai and quickly bound him up like a wrapped dumpling.
Dai Mubai, protected by the White Tiger Shield, tried to break free but found it useless. His face darkened with anger.
Seeing that his opponent couldn't move, Tang San launched a punch straight at Dai Mubai's waist.
Dai Mubai's face turned pale; if this punch hit, it would be devastating.
"Third soul skill, White Tiger Diamond Transformation."
With the flash of his purple soul ring, Dai Mubai's muscles bulged, easily breaking free from the Blue Silver Grass that had been so difficult to handle before.
"Kid, forcing me to use my third soul ring, I admit defeat. My third soul skill doubles my attributes for half an hour, and you can't beat me."
Saying this, he retracted his martial soul and walked to the two women, putting his arm around their waists as they headed out of the hotel.
"Manager Wang, the damage to the store is on me. We'll settle it next time."
The manager nodded and immediately arranged for the hotel lobby to be repaired.
Seeing that Dai Mubai had used his third soul skill to break free from his Blue Silver Grass, Tang San's hands rested on the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night, and since his opponent already had a death sentence hanging over him, he didn't plan to be polite anymore.
But to his surprise, Dai Mubai directly admitted defeat. He was a man who could own up to his actions.
Tang San watched as Dai Mubai walked toward the hotel exit. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned and looked back at him.
"Are you here to register for Shrek Academy too? I guess you'll be my junior. We'll meet there."
Upon hearing this, Tang San's face showed a hint of surprise. How did he know he would go to Shrek Academy? But he didn't ask further; since the other party was also an applicant, he'd wait until school started to find out more.
Dai Mubai, with the twin women in tow, left casually, but he didn't notice that on the second floor of the hotel, Zhu Zhuqing was staring at his departing figure with a dark expression, her hands tightly clenched into fists, her nails digging into her palms.
Watching the sulking little cat, Ning Bei couldn't help but smile wickedly. "Old pervert, how majestic you seem now, but just wait, you'll be quite embarrassed later."
Perhaps it was because there was no lively little bunny pulling Tang San out to shop, but after Tang San checked into the hotel, he didn't leave his room again.
The next morning, Ning Bei headed toward Shrek Academy. A long line had already formed outside the academy's village, likely attracted by the monster academy's advertisements.
At the front of the line, there was a simple desk with an old man sitting behind it. He looked at the young boy in front of him and spoke.
"Registration fee: 10 Gold Soul Coins."
The boy's mother, with a look of reluctance, placed the Gold Soul Coins into the box on the desk. The old man nodded in satisfaction.
"Put your hand out."
"Mm, bone age 13, qualified. Release your martial soul."
The boy timidly summoned his martial soul, and a yellow soul ring appeared before the old man's eyes.
"Not qualified, you can leave."
The boy's mother was furious. "How is he not qualified?"
"My child's soul power has already reached level 20. He only needs one soul ring to become a Great Soul Master. How is that not qualified?"
The old man's face flashed with disdain.
"Your child may be a genius elsewhere, but this is Shrek Academy, a place specifically for monsters. What is a monster? Under 13 years old with soul power above level 25—that's barely considered a monster."
Both the boy and his mother were shocked. How could such people even exist?
"Son, this school looks so shabby. Let's not go here, let's go to the Advanced Soul Master Academy in Soto City."
The boy nodded, agreeing with his mother's opinion.
The woman looked at the old man. "We won't attend your broken academy. Give us our registration fee back."
To the duck that was almost in his hands, you think you can fly away?
"Once the registration fee is received, it's non-refundable."
The woman instantly went into a rage.
"What kind of rule is that? Are you trying to steal money?"
Seeing the woman continue to argue, the old man helplessly looked at the yawning Dai Mubai beside him.
"Mubai!"
Dai Mubai immediately woke up, summoned his martial soul, and three soul rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—appeared.
The old man pointed at Dai Mubai.
"If you want the registration fee back, you'll have to defeat him."
The mother and son, seeing Dai Mubai's imposing figure, swallowed hard and grumbled as they walked away.
After the mother and son left, the old man summoned his martial soul. A dragon-patterned iron staff appeared in his hand, and six soul rings—one white, two yellow, two purple, and one black—appeared, indicating that the old man was a Soul Emperor.
"My name is Li Yusong, 61st-level Battle Soul Emperor. I'll say this one last time: the academy only accepts monsters under 13 years old with soul power above level 25. Ordinary people need not apply."
Hearing this, half of the long line was immediately scared off.
Ning Rongrong whispered to Xiao Wu from the line.
"Looks like this academy is interesting. The doorman is a Soul Emperor."
Xiao Wu nodded, also curious about what this academy would teach.
The two girls, after meeting Tang San, slowly walked up to the old man and placed 10 Gold Soul Coins into the box.
The old man nodded and asked them to extend their hands for a bone-age check.
"Hmm? Strange, what special soul skill has your hand been trained in? Why can't I sense your bone age? Let me check your leg."
Tang San raised his leg onto the wooden table. After the old man checked, he nodded.
"Age is fine, release your martial soul."
A Blue Silver Grass appeared in Tang San's hand, and two yellow soul rings emerged.
Li Yusong widened his eyes in surprise.
"Blue Silver Grass, this useless martial soul can actually be cultivated to the Great Soul Master level?"
Upon hearing this, Tang San's gloomy face showed a faint smile.
"My teacher once said that there are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters. I should have passed the test, right?"
"Mm, Mubai, take this kid to the back for further testing."
"Understood, teacher."
However, Dai Mubai didn't immediately take Tang San to the back. He was intrigued by a figure in the line.
"We meet again, Tang San. Wait here for a moment, there should be other students who qualify."
Tang San nodded and didn't rush. He also looked at the line.
"Wow, Xiao Wu, Blue Silver Grass, this martial soul can be cultivated?"
"Yeah, it's making me hungry just watching."
(END CHAPTER)
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