Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

All the students from the Foreign Languages ​​Institute have arrived.

"Ahem—" Yan Shaozhe coughed lightly twice, and the originally noisy discussion instantly subsided.

All the students' eyes were focused on the Dean of the Spirit Department, their hearts filled with doubt: the usual opening test had been cancelled, so why did the Dean of the Spirit Department suddenly summon all the students from the outer academies?

"You must all be very curious as to why I have suddenly summoned you all here," Yan Shaozhe said slowly, his tone exuding an undeniable authority and composure.

As the eldest disciple of Dragon God Douluo Mu En, he is proving through his actions that he is qualified to inherit his master's mantle and shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Sea God Pavilion and Shrek Academy.

"It's not some so-called school entrance test. I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the trainees present immediately began to whisper among themselves, the soft sounds like the wind rustling through wheat fields.

Soon, a senior student stepped forward: "Dean, we want to hear the bad news first."

"Okay." Yan Shaozhe didn't beat around the bush and announced directly: "The bad news is that the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament will be held ahead of schedule."

These words were like a thunderclap, causing an uproar throughout the room.

It is important to understand that this once-every-five-years competition is not only about the honor of the academy, but also involves the covert power struggles of the continent's forces. The Sun Moon Empire's research into soul tools has already put the original three kingdoms of Douluo on edge, and the competition is a key arena for all parties to test their strength.

The trainees whispered among themselves, all shocked by the deeper meaning behind the event being moved forward.

"No wonder my father said that the landscape on the mainland is about to change."

Ning Tian from the first-year area spoke softly, his gaze sweeping over his companion beside him: "The Heavenly Soul Emperor personally visited my father a few days ago, presumably for this very reason."

"Young Master, shall we participate in the competition?" Wu Feng immediately asked, his meaning all too clear—whether they should represent Shrek Academy in the competition.

Ning Tian shook his head: "Father said that the Heavenly Soul Team will temporarily form the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Team, and we can join directly."

"Will Shrek Academy allow its students to represent other factions in the competition?" Razer frowned, his tone full of worry.

Upon hearing this, Ning Tian couldn't help but look Lei Ze up and down before speaking with a half-smile: "Xiao Ze, you wouldn't have been ostracized by your family and not even know what's going on at the academy, would you?"

Lei Ze was completely bewildered, not understanding why Ning Tian suddenly said that.

“Master Mu En, the Dragon God Douluo, has passed away.” Seeing his bewildered look, Ning Tian felt even more that he had probably been cut off from news by his family, and his tone became more sympathetic. “Now the academy is managed by Elder Xuan and Yan Shaozhe, and there are many things that are beyond their control.”

“I know that,” Razer said matter-of-factly.

"Then what are you worried about?"

"I just feel... Shrek might deliberately make things difficult for us." Razer scratched his head, realizing his worry was somewhat unnecessary.

Ning Tian: ...

Wu Feng: ...

Sometimes they really felt that Xiaoze wasn't very emotionally intelligent, but his ideas had a strange sense of "reasonableness".

Seeing the shocked expressions on the students' faces, Yan Shaozhe nodded in satisfaction—this was exactly the reaction he wanted.

"The good news is that we will be selecting reserve team members from among you for this year's Soul Master Competition!"

These words completely ignited the entire audience.

They came to Shrek Academy not only to learn about martial spirits and improve their own strength, but deep down, they also longed to bring glory to the academy. Shrek Academy's millennia-long legend of glory was deeply ingrained in the hearts of every loyal outer court student, which was one of the core reasons they chose to join.

Given the opportunity, they would like to both continue the glory of the academy and personally prove their status as "monster geniuses".

At this moment, Bai Yu, sitting in the corner, remained silent, simply watching the stage. He even yawned, his face showing complete indifference and even a hint of disdain.

The man beside him remained calm, as if the so-called eternal glory of Shrek Academy was nothing but trivial trifles, not worth listening to at all.

Wang Yan, who was already excited, noticed the two's unusual behavior and looked at the brother and sister curiously. He couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you excited, students? This is the academy's eternal glory! If you can be selected, you will be absolute geniuses and the whole continent will know that you are Shrek Academy's elite!"

The All-Continent Soul Master Tournament is a stage that all students dream of, but in the eyes of this brother and sister, it seems to be insignificant.

Their calmness even stirred a sense of dissatisfaction in Wang Yan, who held the academy's honor in awe.

"We are geniuses by nature, why do we need to prove it to the world?" Hei retorted directly, his tone completely calm.

"But that's an honor that lasts for ten thousand years!" Wang Yan emphasized urgently.

"Glory is nothing but an illusory thing." Bai Yu's tone was full of disdain. "The so-called eternal glory is nothing but a bunch of trashy words that a group of people use to flaunt themselves."

"Bai Yu, how could you say such a thing!" Wang Yan immediately became angry.

He couldn't tolerate Bai Yu belittling the academy's honor, especially since he was the homeroom teacher of these two students and had to correct their views.

"I'm telling the truth, believe it or not is up to you." Bai Yu was too lazy to waste words on this kind of thing with Wang Yan.

In her opinion, Yu Xiaogang was utterly useless, only good at spouting the so-called glory of the academy, which was probably one of the highlights of this "master's" career.

Wang Yan wanted to say something more, but suddenly noticed a gaze falling on him.

He looked up and met Dean Yan Shaozhe's gaze. He immediately lowered his head, realizing that his attitude just now had been somewhat impolite.

Yan Shaozhe merely glanced at Wang Yan before his gaze slowly fell upon Hei and Baiyu.

These two geniuses, who were on par with Mo Yan, were exactly the ones he wanted to recruit. At this moment, he was thinking about how to persuade them to join the reserve team.

Like his teacher, he was willing to give it a try—what if it worked?
Most people have this kind of wishful thinking, just like always hoping to win a lucky draw.

But often, this mentality only leads to disappointment.

Seeing that these two geniuses didn't even lift their eyelids and didn't take him seriously at all, Yan Shaozhe knew that he probably had no chance of persuading them.

He had no choice but to turn his gaze to the three girls behind the brother and sister.

An orphan, a member of a small family, and a young master of the Haotian Sect—this combination is bound to succeed.

After finalizing the core members of the reserve team, Yan Shaozhe loudly announced: "Now, students who want to participate in this year's Soul Master Competition and become members of the reserve team, please come up on stage to register!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of students rushed to the podium.

They all knew that becoming a member of the reserve team meant a very high chance of being promoted to a member of the inner court's official team within five years, which was an excellent opportunity to reach the top.

...(End of chapter)