Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

"I am the chief of the Academic Affairs Committee, Meng Shenji, with the Black Demon Martial Soul, and a level 86, eight-ring Battle Soul Douluo in the Control category. Let me introduce myself."

As he spoke, Meng Shenji pointed to the old man on his left and said, "This is Bai Baoshan, the second-in-command of the academy's teaching committee and a Soul Douluo. His Martial Soul is the Heavenly Star Furnace, and he is a level 85, eight-ring Battle Soul Douluo of the defensive type."

Bai Baoshan's physique was the complete opposite of Meng Shenji's. Meng Shenji was very thin, while Bai Baoshan was short but extremely fat, with a standard height of four feet and a waist circumference of four feet as well. (ps: This inexplicably reminds me of a certain notorious bandit.)

Bai Baosan always wore a gentle smile, and the fat on his face jiggled with each laugh.

After hearing Meng Shenji introduce himself, he smiled and nodded at Flander.

Meng Shenji then pointed to the last old man and said, "This is the third seat of the Education Committee, Zhilin Soul Douluo, whose martial soul is the Azure Vine, and who is a level 83, eight-ring weapon Soul Douluo of the control system."

Of the three high-ranking members of the Education Committee, Zhilin appeared to be the most normal, with an ordinary appearance. Only the bright glint that occasionally flashed in his eyes gave him a slightly special feeling.

Even though he was prepared, Flander was still shocked. Two of the three Soul Masters were known as the strongest control-type characters in one-on-one combat.

Flander quickly introduced the teachers from Shrek Academy.

As for Tang San and the others, since they were all students, there was no need for further explanation.

Meng Shenji smiled and said:

"Please don't be shy, everyone. Feel at home here. Please take your seats."

The group took their seats according to their status as hosts and guests. Since there weren't many people from Shrek Academy, Ma Hongjun and the others were all given a seat.

At this moment, Tang San and the others were somewhat excited, after all, there were three Soul Douluo-level powerhouses sitting in front of them.

In the entire world of Soul Masters, Soul Masters who can cultivate to this level are extremely rare, and they all possess immense power. Even if they cannot destroy the world, they can certainly roam freely among thousands of troops.

Ma Hongjun, however, had already set his sights on the fruit on the table; they hadn't eaten much that evening.

"Hongjun!" Flander glared at his beloved disciple; he couldn't afford to act recklessly in this situation.

"Haha...it's alright."

"Please have some snacks first."

Meng Shenji noticed this scene, so he had a servant bring tea and snacks, and smiled as he said:

"I was truly surprised to hear from Qin Ming that these children defeated our institute's Royal Fighting Team."

"Qin Mingdi's achievements have already greatly surprised me, but I never expected that your academy would cultivate so many outstanding geniuses."

Flander gave a wry smile and said, "Shrek Academy no longer exists, and the other students have already dropped out."

"We are now like a defeated army."

Chapter 316 You are not welcome here

Flanders and the others looked like defeated roosters.

Meng Shenji stroked his beard and said seriously, "Haha... It's all alright. These children's achievements are certainly inseparable from the earnest guidance of all the teachers. You don't need to belittle yourselves."

"Their achievements, as well as the achievements of previous Shrek Academy graduates, will always belong to Shrek."

"That's right!"

Zhilin Soul Douluo, one of the three members of the Education Committee standing to the side, also chimed in.

To express their stance: "Qin Ming has already made it very clear to us that it is an honor for you all to join our institute. We will not restrict your freedom. Please feel free to ask if you need anything, as long as it is within my authority, we can discuss it."

Flander, being a level 70+ powerhouse, could naturally see the sincerity displayed by these three Soul Douluos; it was not feigned. This showed just how eager they were to recruit talent.

Without even testing him, he chose to completely trust Qin Ming.

But he still had some self-awareness: "The three education commissioners are too kind. We dare not take credit for these children's abilities. Their talents are also outstanding."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang frowned.

Flander continued, "The reason we chose to come to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy is that we don't want to bury these children's talents. As the dean, I sincerely hope that they can all become Title Douluos in the future and achieve far more than I have."

As he spoke, Flander's eyes no longer held any cunning; sincerity shone through.

Shrek and his friends also noticed that at this moment, Flander seemed to have aged even more, and his figure looked somewhat lonely.

His Shrek... is completely gone!

Seeing this scene before him, a smile finally appeared on the master's face; his plan had finally come to fruition.

Flander, Flander, I hope you won't blame me. If it weren't for Xiao San and the others, why would I have brought you here?

No matter what happened in the past, in my heart you will always be my older brother!

Upon hearing these words, Meng Shenji nodded to Flander. As a teacher, having only strength and knowledge is not enough; professional ethics are also extremely important.

"Dean Flander, you can rest assured that the three of us here will do everything in our power to provide these children with the best training facilities."

Flander stood up and bowed to the three Soul Douluos.

"Thank you, three seniors."

"OK!"

Meng Shenji clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "Then it's settled. Teacher Qin, I'll trouble you to make the arrangements later."

Qin Ming quickly nodded in agreement.

Yu Tianheng, who was standing to the side, also jumped for joy. From now on... his uncle, the strongest theoretical master... would become his teacher!

"In that case, everyone... let's begin the meal!"

Just as the Shrek group was watching the dishes being served one by one...

Suddenly, footsteps could be heard outside.

It sounds like there are three people.

"Attend the banquet? I think... you won't have the chance!"

Before the person even arrived, the voice had already come from outside, and this voice... startled Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the other two.

Dai Mubai and Tang San exchanged a glance, their hearts sinking in alarm. They hadn't expected their opponent to be a prince of the empire!

Their expressions caught the attention of Yu Xiaogang, Flander, and the others, who sensed something was amiss and their expressions became much more serious.

Meng Shenji was stunned for a moment.

He could naturally tell who the voice belonged to.

As the footsteps drew closer, he also sensed a sharpness in them. The three of them exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with seriousness.

They were well aware of the reasons why Avalanche could enjoy such a high position in the court.

At the same time, the three of them were also considered to be part of the Crown Prince's faction.

Not daring to be negligent, he quickly stood up and went out to greet them.

Before they could even leave their seats, three people walked in from outside, one of whom was the very person Dai Mubai had threatened to take off his pants.

However, he had changed into a long golden robe embroidered with snakes and pythons, and looked at Shrek and the others with a face full of resentment.

Walking in the middle was an elderly man in fine clothes, wearing a large yellow robe embroidered with clusters of flowers. His white hair was neatly combed back. He was of medium build, slightly overweight, and had small eyes that disrupted the overall harmony of his features.

Stand with your hands behind your back.

Even when facing the three Soul Douluo instructors, he showed no respect whatsoever, instead displaying an air of superiority.

His voice was loud and clear, full of confidence.

With a touch of arrogance.

"Chief Dream Scientist, these people... our Royal Academy does not welcome them!"

Meng Shenji frowned, bowed slightly, and greeted the elderly man in fine clothes, asking in confusion, "I wonder what Prince Xuexing means by this?"

Although they were talking to Xue Xing, the three members of the Education Committee had their eyes on someone else.

The one standing to Xuexing's right looked like a middle-aged man. His face was wrinkle-free, but he had a cross-shaped scar on his left forehead. His hair was black and white, and he combed it very straight and meticulously.

He wore a long black robe and stood ramrod straight. He didn't glance at anyone else since he entered, but stared intently at the three education committee members. His sharp aura was terrifying.

They were arrogant and showed no respect or courtesy whatsoever.

"Chief Meng, since you didn't hear me clearly, I'll repeat myself: Heaven Dou Royal Academy doesn't welcome trash like this!" Xue Xing glanced at Shrek Academy and the others, put her hands behind her back, and sneered disdainfully.

"Not bad, Shrek Academy? Never even heard of it. These third-rate, unknown guys don't deserve to sit here." Xue Beng also looked arrogantly and mockingly at Dai Mubai.

"Besides... there's a dead eunuch here!"

Bang!

"Damn it... what did you say?!"

"Boss Dai!"

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai immediately reacted, slamming his fist on the table and standing up, but was fortunately restrained by Tang San.

The other members of Shrek Academy were also furious. Zhao Wuji, who was standing next to Flander, was about to lash out, but Flander, whose face was grim, forcibly restrained him.

Meng Shenji's expression changed.

"Your Highness, Prince Xue Beng, you can't say that. Shrek Academy has cultivated countless outstanding Soul Masters. Our teacher, Teacher Qin, is a graduate of Shrek Academy..."

"Alright, your nonsense is really annoying!"

Before Meng Shenji could finish speaking, the sharp-looking man with black and white hair interrupted him.