.
Tang San and Xiao Wu tested positive for level 29 soul power.
Ning Rongrong reached level 26, and Zhu Zhuqing reached level 27.
Finally, it was Ning Chuan's turn. He took the white crystal ball from Zhu Zhuqing and burst it.
"Soul Master!"
With the exception of Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and Tang San, who already knew Ning Chuan's level, the other applicants who had passed the first round were all stunned. This
included Zhu Zhuqing, who wore a cold expression, and Ning Rongrong, who pretended to be a good girl.
They stared at Ning Chuan with curiosity and shock.
Not only them, but even Lu Qibin, who was in charge of the second round, was taken aback.
He was a teacher at Shrek Academy. His martial soul was the Starry Chess pattern, and his spirit rings were arranged in yellow, purple, purple, and black. He was a level 66 Control-type Battle Soul Emperor.
He had been at Shrek Academy for as long as it had been in existence. In those twenty years, he had witnessed many geniuses, but never anyone like Ning Chuan.
Less than thirteen years old, and already possessing the Soul Master cultivation, where on earth did this freak come from?!
Lu Qibin's face was filled with barely concealed shock. "What a little freak! Okay, Mubai, take the five of them to the fourth level."
"Yes!" Dai Mubai replied respectfully, leading the group towards the academy's interior.
Just then, a soft voice rang out, "Sausages for sale! Freshly baked sausages. Don't miss them if you're passing by. Plenty of meat, delicious! Only five Copper Soul Coins each."
Along with the aroma of meat, a bearded man appeared nearby, pushing a small cart and hawking his wares. Some of the students already in line had already made their way over to buy.
Dai Mubai glanced at the man and reminded him with a hint of amusement, "That's Oscar I told you about before. Don't be fooled by his beard, he's not much older than you. But I suggest you don't buy his sausages."
This stopped Tang San, who was about to go buy some. "Why is that?"
Considering that he was a future classmate and shared a spirit resonance with him, Dai Mubai didn't judge him by appearance. "You'll find out later. Just listen to me. Don't eat his sausages, or you'll regret it."
At this point, Ning Chuan spoke up. "It's probably because of the soul spell!" He knew Oscar's obscene soul spell. Don't be
fooled by the fact that nine out of ten soul masters on Douluo Continent like to shout out their soul skills when activating them.
There's a reason for this.
Because they can't master their soul skills in the early stages, they need to use a soul spell to activate them.
Over time,
even after a soul skill has been fully mastered, this habit persists.
"So you knew that?" Dai Mubai was surprised.
"Douluo Continent has a wide variety of martial spirits. It's not surprising that some special martial spirits have some kind of disgusting soul curse."
Ning Chuan did not comment, but he did not intend to correct them.
Because everyone was going to the fourth level of the assessment, no one thought too much.
A moment later, they came to another relatively small open space, which was less than 200 square meters. A middle-aged man with a figure somewhat similar to Tang San was sitting on a chair and dozing off. The slight difference was that the other person's skin was bronze, not as dark as Tang San's, and his muscles were more powerful, not so abrupt and uncoordinated.
Everyone looked at the middle-aged man, then at Tang San, including Xiao Wu, and everyone burst into laughter at the same time.
Even Zhu Zhuqing, with her icy expression, smiled slightly.
Xiao Wu patted Tang San's shoulder and laughed, "Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, look! That old man looks just like you."
"Xiao Wu, you're overthinking it." Tang San's mouth twitched. How could they be similar? They clearly weren't at all.
A middle-aged man, awakened by the laughter, opened his sleepy eyes and said, "What are you making so much noise about? Can't you let me sleep?"
The first sight of Tang San startled Zhao Wuji. "Oh my god! Who let the blind bear out?" It was the first time he'd seen anyone look more terrifying than he and Flanders.
Dai Mubai's face darkened. "Teacher Zhao, his name is Tang San, not the blind bear. He hates being called that. They're all here to take the fourth level of the assessment, and they've been exempted from the second and third levels." Subconsciously
, Dai Mubai was already defending Tang San.
Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up, and he stood up from his chair. He had an ordinary appearance, and his build was only slightly taller than Tang San's, but he was incredibly sturdy, giving off an air of majesty. It would have been
fine if he hadn't stood up, but once he did, everyone immediately felt that he resembled Tang San even more. The
usually unruly Ning Rongrong couldn't help but ask, "Tang San, are you sure you're not related by blood?"
"I told you, there's no relationship."
Tang San wasn't known for his good temper with anyone other than Xiao Wu, and his words were somewhat aggressive.
"Hmph, it's obvious they just look alike,"
Ning Rongrong said, unconvinced, almost revealing her own sassy temper.
"Alright, don't just stand there, let's get started. There are five of you this year! Not bad! This final stage is to pass my test. My name is Zhao Wuji, and I'm Shrek's Vice President. I'll give you one stick of incense to discuss your strategy. After that, the test will begin. The test is to team up against me. If one person can hold out for the full stick, you'll pass,"
Zhao Wuji said.
After saying this, he pulled a stick of incense from his stored soul guide, lit it with his soul power, and casually stuck it into the ground.
Seeing Zhao Wuji's determination to test it himself, Dai Mubai knew that persuasion was futile. He immediately introduced Zhao Wuji and his spirit to Ning Chuan and the other four with a serious face.
"Is he the Acala, the Acalanatha, who evaded the pursuit of the Spirit Hall's sixteen Spirit Emperors and has been missing for ten years?" Ning Rongrong had heard of Zhao Wuji, but was somewhat surprised to learn that the other person was the Acala.
Dai Mubai nodded. "Now you should be able to imagine how terrifying he is. Okay, time is running out for you to discuss your tactics. Let's get to know each other quickly."
Ning Chuan had anticipated this and didn't appear overly surprised. After all, he had even fought against Soul Douluos before. He spoke first, "Ning Chuan, spirit: Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, level 33 powerful attack-type spirit master."
Xiao Wu, Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing followed suit with brief self-introductions.
By then, everyone knew Ning Rongrong's identity.
But she still maintained her good girl demeanor.
After introducing herself, Tang San outlined the arrangement similar to the original novel: "Ning Rongrong will assist the four of us, Xiao Wu and Ning Chuan will lead the attack, I'll be in charge of control, and try to limit Teacher Zhao as much as possible. As for Zhu Zhuqing, please use your Agility Attack Spirit Master's speed to contain her from the flank."