"So, this is Shrek Academy?" Lu Yuan said softly as he looked at the dilapidated village in front of him.
Everyone knew that Shrek Academy was poor, but when Lu Yuan personally came here, he realized that they were poor to a whole new level.
There was a small wooden table in front of Shrek Academy, and there was an old man in front of the table. There was a small wooden box on the table, and it seemed like it was the place to pay the tuition fees.
There were a few scattered people signing up in front of the wooden table. It seemed like Shrek Academy was really dismal, and there weren't many people signing up.
It made sense. Before Tang San and the rest came to Shrek Academy, there were only three students in the entire academy. Furthermore, at this time, they shouldn't have received any new students in the past year.
It wasn't strange for such a dismal scene to occur.
There were only a few people, and there wasn't a need to maintain order. Lu Yuan didn't see Dai Mubai, but there was a fatty wandering around at the entrance. He had a head of red hair, and he had a blade of grass in his mouth. He looked very sloppy.
His eyes were fixed on the only girl at the registration area, and he seemed to be drooling.
There was no need for an introduction. Lu Yuan recognized him immediately. It was the Evil Fire Grass Chicken, Ma Hongjun!
But he didn't know why they didn't send Dai Mubai to welcome the new students, but sent this guy instead.
Although this guy wasn't serious and was a little lecherous, he didn't have any enmity with Lu Yuan, unlike Tang San and Dai Mubai. Therefore, Lu Yuan didn't want to deal with this fatty. Instead, it wasn't impossible to rope him in.
Lu Yuan wasn't someone who liked to kill everyone with one move. Other than Dai Mubai and Tang San, Lu Yuan didn't plan to do anything to the other people in Shrek. After all, there wasn't any irreconcilable enmity between them.
Finally, the people in front of him left. Lu Yuan walked forward and placed ten gold soul coins into the wooden box.
"Extend your left hand!" An old voice sounded.
Looking at the old man in front of him, Lu Yuan knew his identity. He was Li Yusong, and his martial soul was the Dragon Patterned Staff. He was a Soul Emperor.
"It's better to pinch my right hand. I can't pinch my left hand!" Lu Yuan said faintly.
His left hand contained the palm bone of the Demonic Ape. It was impossible to feel the bones.
"Is that so?" Li Yusong muttered, but still squeezed Lu Yuan's outstretched right hand.
"Yes, it has developed very well. Its bones are very strong!" Li Yusong couldn't help but exclaim. Lu Yuan's bones were the strongest among all the students he had ever taken in. He was probably even stronger than Dai Mubai.
"En, release your Martial Spirit!" Li Yusong said.
Lu Yuan nodded, and his Golden Dragon martial soul instantly appeared in his body. A dragon's roar resounded, and a resplendent golden light sprinkled down. Golden scales began to crawl on Lu Yuan's hands and cheeks. In the middle of his forehead, a diamond-shaped golden scale emitted a dazzling light. Three soul rings — yellow, purple, and black — rose from Lu Yuan's body.
"Ten-thousand year soul rings?" Li Yusong suddenly stood up with a face full of astonishment. He looked at Lu Yuan as if he were looking at a monster.
Ma Hongjun, who was originally chewing on a blade of grass, opened his eyes wide and his mouth wide. He looked at Lu Yuan with an expression full of astonishment, as if his worldview had been turned upside down.
Yellow, purple, and black. This guy was actually a Soul Elder. Furthermore, he had a thousand-year second soul ring and a ten-thousand-year third soul ring. Was he still human?
Li Yusong was stunned for a moment before he collected his thoughts. He looked at Lu Yuan with a burning gaze and asked, "Child, what's your name? What's your soul power rank?"
"Lu Yuan, rank 39 Soul Elder!" Lu Yuan said indifferently.
"Eleven years old, rank 39?" Li Yusong unconsciously raised his voice, causing Ma Hongjun to be stupefied again.
"Rank 39?" Ma Hongjun stared blankly at Lu Yuan. They were the same age, but he was already a rank 39 Soul Elder. He was only rank 24. There was actually a fifteen-rank difference between them. Ma Hongjun wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
He had always been very proud of his talent and called himself a monster. But this guy in front of him had already surpassed the category of a monster. He should be called a monster.
"Child, do you really want to join our Shrek Academy?" Li Yusong asked excitedly.
"What, is there a problem?" Lu Yuan looked at Li Yusong with an indifferent expression.
"No problem, no problem!" Li Yusong hurriedly said. An eleven year old rank 39 Soul Elder was a veritable monster. If such a monster joined Shrek Academy, he couldn't ask for anything more.
"To be able to recruit such an outstanding student, it seems like Flender will wake up laughing in his dreams!"
Although he didn't recognize Lu Yuan's martial soul, he could guess that it was a dragon. No matter what kind of dragon it was, as long as it had the word 'dragon' in it, it definitely wouldn't be weak.
Furthermore, the aura of Lu Yuan's martial soul was so strong that it was the most powerful he had ever seen. Even Dai Mubai's White Tiger and Ma Hongjun's Evil Phoenix couldn't compare to it. It definitely wouldn't be weaker than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
Li Yusong thought to himself.
Fortunately, Lu Yuan didn't know what Li Yusong was thinking. Otherwise, he would've ridiculed him. What was a mere Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? How could it be compared to his Golden Dragon?
"Hongjun, come here. Take Lu Yuan directly to the fourth trial!" Li Yusong said.
"Yes, teacher!" Ma Hongjun stepped forward with his short legs, his round face smiling like a chrysanthemum. "Lu Yuan, right? I'm Ma Hongjun. I'll take you to the fourth trial."
Perhaps it was because Lu Yuan was too strong, or perhaps it was because he was surprised by Lu Yuan's soul rings, but Ma Hongjun was actually quite attentive to Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan gave him a strange look. He didn't know what this fatty was thinking.
He stepped forward and followed behind Ma Hongjun.
"Let me tell you, our assessment has a total of four stages. With your strength, you can directly skip the second and third stages, but you have to go through the fourth stage to pass!" Ma Hongjun said as he walked.
"Oh? What kind of trial? "Lu Yuan asked.
"The last trial is a real battle. The guard is a guy called Dai Mubai. His martial soul is the White Tiger, and he's a rank 34 assault-type Soul Elder. He's five ranks lower than you, so he shouldn't be a match for you. As long as you defeat him, you can pass the trial."
"Defeat him?" Lu Yuan's eyes flickered. Didn't the original book say that one could pass as long as they could last an incense stick's worth of time under Dai Mubai's hands? It was only later that Zhao Wuji saw Tang San and the other three, and he was excited to see them, so he personally took action.
According to the original rules, he should also be fighting Dai Mubai, but he only needed to last an incense stick's worth of time.
What was this little fatty trying to do by lying?
Lu Yuan looked at Ma Hongjun. He wanted to know what this little fatty was planning. He wanted him to fight Dai Mubai and defeat him. Could it be that Dai Mubai had provoked this little fatty?
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