"Oh?" Xiao Tian looked at Ning Rongrong with interest. "Which sect are you from?"
Ning Rongrong knew she couldn't hide her martial spirit any longer, so she raised her head proudly. "Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."
At once, a seven-story miniature tower martial spirit appeared before her, the bottom two layers adorned with two yellow spirit rings.
"Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit!" Li Yusong gasped. Why had someone from the prestigious Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect come to their shabby academy? Judging by her attire, the girl was clearly of notable status.
"Ning Rongrong, Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, level twenty-six," Li Yusong declared.
She then glanced at Xiao Tian and said playfully, "Hey Xiao Tian, I've already told you—can you share how you did it?"
Xiao Tian smiled faintly. "That's a long story. Let's talk after we pass the test."
Tang San, standing nearby, reflected thoughtfully. The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was one of the top three sects, rich enough to rival a kingdom, their direct descendants often auxiliary spirit masters.
An idea struck him—could he sell some hidden Tang Sect weapons from his past life to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect for startup funds to rebuild the Tang Sect?
"Zhu Zhuqing, Netherworld Spirit Cat, level 27," Zhu Zhuqing spoke coldly, revealing her martial spirit.
Ning Rongrong frowned slightly upon hearing this and noticed Dai Mubai glancing repeatedly at Zhu Zhuqing.
Dai? Star Luo royal family?
Wasn't Zhu Zhuqing the mortal enemy of their sect?
Great, they had actually met here. Ning Rongrong's playful nature flared uncontrollably.
Although still unclear about the situation, Li Yusong's eyes gleamed. He had presided over many student admissions, but this year's batch was exceptional!
After testing bone age for Xiao Tian and the others, he turned to Dai Mubai. "Mubai, take them to the fourth level. The rest is up to you."
Dai Mubai's face tightened—unable to avoid it, he forced a smile and addressed the group: "Come with me."
On the way, Dai Mubai shared Shrek Academy's situation, confident Xiao Tian and company would be admitted, after all, he'd been beaten once.
For sake of face, he leaned closer to Xiao Tian and whispered, "How about we just go through the motions? I know I was in the wrong yesterday and I'm reflecting on it."
Xiao Tian smiled kindly and agreed.
Still, he knew his real opponent wouldn't be Dai Mubai, but the formidable King Kong Bear!
As for Zhao Wuji, probably only Flanders could control him. Even if Flanders was nearby, Zhao Wuji surely wouldn't resist committing action upon seeing these talents, right?
Thinking this, Xiao Tian smiled sinisterly. If Zhao Wuji dared, he'd turn him into a blind bear!
Shortly after, guided by Dai Mubai, they reached the fourth level assessment site.
In a deserted playground, Zhao Wuji sat on a wooden chair, eyes closed. Feeling movement, he slowly opened them.
"Mu Bai, you've led so many students directly to the fourth level this year. Their soul power must be at least level 25?"
Zhao Wuji stood, cracking his joints with sharp sounds.
Dai Mubai introduced him: "This is Zhao Wuji, vice president of Shrek Academy—level 76 combat Soul Saint, martial soul Mighty King Kong Bear, title Acala."
"What? You're Acalanatha? You once escaped sixteen Spirit Hall Soul Emperors' pursuit unscathed. Who knew you've been hiding here?"
Ning Rongrong gasped.
"Hey, little sister, I'm surprised you still know my name after all these years. But I'm not happy you think I was hiding. If the Spirit Hall sent a Soul Emperor to fight me one-on-one, why would I run?"
Xiao Tian thought, They're all chasing you—who would face you alone? What nonsense!
Dai Mubai began explaining Xiao Tian and the others' levels but was interrupted.
"Stop! I'll be the fourth-level examiner this year. Let them enjoy some advantage now."
Dai Mubai smiled but quickly grew serious. "I was the examiner before. Their strongest was a Soul Lord, not a match for a Soul Saint like you."
"The dean was here too. These are his chosen talents. If they lose, I can't explain."
Zhao Wuji growled hearing excuses, gripped Dai Mubai's collar, and said angrily, "None of your business! I'll speak with Flanders!"
Pushing Dai Mubai aside, Zhao Wuji lit an incense stick and stuck it in the ground.
"You have the time it takes for this incense stick to burn to discuss strategies. At the fourth level, defeat me!"
He calmly sat back, secretly pleased—after days of drudgery, a chance to stretch his muscles felt great.
Xiao Tian grinned: Wait and see who truly loosens these muscles! Let's see if you have thick enough skin!
Dai Mubai's face was helpless as he joined Xiao Tian's side. Soon, they crouched, planning.
"Zhao Wuji's martial spirit, the Mighty King Kong Bear, is both offense and defense. Its weakness is speed, but your spirit power gap is huge. Best to stall—to waste time."
Xiao Tian disagreed. The arena was small, and with Zhao Wuji's gravity-restricting soul skills, delaying wouldn't help.
"No matter how we stall, we won't match Teacher Zhao's level. His group and restricted soul skills demand we fight fully from the start!"
He fixed his gaze on Tang San.
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