Douluo Continent: Shrek Prince, Getting to the Root of the Matter

Yu Wudao temporarily put the matter of the golden-haired lion mastiff aside, after all, he had only recently reached level thirty-nine and would need at least two more months to break through to the Soul Sect level.

After giving the information about the golden-haired lion mastiff, Mu En left, and Yu Wudao no longer needed to stay in Du Weilun's office.

Dormitory No. 108

Yu Wudao pushed open the door and entered, where he saw a clean and tidy dormitory.

Wang Dong sat cross-legged on the bed, holding an unknown book in her hand. She seemed to have been startled by the sound of the door opening, and she was tilting her head to look at Yu Wudao at the door.

"Wow~ I'm already here so early, but Young Master Wang still went back to the academy before me. Did he miss me that much?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong blushed slightly and made a disgusted expression.

"Who misses you? I'm just bored at home."

Wang Dong's tsundere attitude aroused Yu Wudao's desire to tease him. He moved his feet lightly, pretending to be heartbroken and about to leave.

"It turns out I was just being presumptuous. I thought you missed me too... In that case, I'll go back to the inner courtyard for a couple of days..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Wudao opened the door to leave.

Seeing this, Wang Dong panicked. She threw the book in her hand aside, and without even putting on her shoes, her fair little feet slapped the floor. She quickly went to Yu Wudao's side and grabbed his arm.

Yu Wudao turned his head to look.

Wang Dong turned her rosy face away, not daring to look at Yu Wudao, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz:

"No, don't go... I miss you too..."

A pleased smile curved Yu Wudao's lips.

Everyone says that tsundere is outdated, and Yu Wudao doesn't really like the tsundere type, but Wang Dong's personality is so unique that he can't bring himself to dislike him at all; on the contrary, he likes him quite a bit.

"Okay, I'll do as you say, I won't leave."

Wang Dong quickly withdrew her hand from Yu Wudao's, and the blush on her face became even more pronounced, resembling a fiery red sunset on her fair cheeks, beautiful yet with a touch of allure.

According to Shrek's tradition, there is a college entrance exam after the start of the school year.

Those who fail will be eliminated from the academy without exception, so Shrek's holidays are not something students look forward to.

However, a dispute arose during the entrance exams for this year's second-year students.

Inside the Colosseum

"Du Weilun! Let me tell you, I will not allow Yu Wudao to set foot in the arena today, no matter what!"

A man with long, fiery red hair spoke loudly and firmly to Du Weilun.

Du Weilun pinched the bridge of his nose in distress and said:

"Old Gong, stop joking around. This is an entrance exam for higher education. If you don't let Yu Wudao enter the arena, how will the exam proceed?"

"I don't care! That's your problem! I'm not letting him in! Do you know how many precious soul beasts this little brat has stolen from my arena over the years?"

"And now you actually want him to come in and kill us with a legitimate reason?! This is outrageous! How can my delicate and precious soul beasts withstand this brat's antics?"

Gong Changlong's tone was filled with grief and indignation, yet also with determination. His resolute appearance left Du Weilun momentarily at a loss for what to do.

He frowned as he flipped through the documents in his hand, constantly thinking of countermeasures.

Meanwhile, Gong Changlong secretly sent a signal to Wang Yan.

He first pointed to the arena, then gestured to his open mouth, and finally pointed to Wang Yan and Du Weilun, before making a fist-clenching and arm-swinging motion.

The implication is clear: you still owe me a debt from the Colosseum, and if you don't help me settle this, I'm not done with you.

Wang Yan instantly understood, looked at Du Weilun with a wry smile, and after a moment of consideration, said:

"Director Du, since Elder Gong is so resistant, why not hold a separate practical assessment for Yu Wudao?"

Upon hearing this, Du Weilun considered it for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile:

"Right now, the only ones in the outer academy who can rival Yu Wudao are those few fourth-year students. However, they're all in class right now. Unless the teachers personally step in, where in the outer academy can we find suitable candidates to conduct practical tests for Yu Wudao?"

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Wang Yan's eyes, and he said:

"Director Du, have you forgotten about the new transfer student in my class?"

After thinking for a moment, Du Weilun hesitated before speaking:

"Although her martial spirit is quite impressive and her level is higher than Wudao's, she's only at the Soul Master level. I heard that even Yu Tianlong couldn't last more than a few moves against Wudao. Can she do it?"

Wang Yan patted his chest and firmly guaranteed:

"Don't worry, Director Du! I've seen her entrance exam results. Even if she's not quite as good as Wudao, she's not far off. She's more than qualified to be a candidate for further education!"

Seeing Wang Yan's confident expression, Du Weilun hesitated before finally agreeing.

"Alright, let her come! Tell her not to feel pressured, and that even if she loses badly, the academy won't expel her."

In reality, Du Weilun was already handling this matter with the mindset of letting Yu Wudao go through the motions. After all, Yu Wudao couldn't possibly fail the entrance exam; as long as he could give an explanation to the academy and Gong Changlong, that would be enough.

Wang Yan nodded and said:

"I'll go call them now, Director Du. You can just come to the Soul Arena later."

Du Weilun waved his hand.

"No rush, let them come to the arena first. The other classes in the second year are almost done with their assessments. Yu Wudao's assessment is special, let's wait until the others in Class One are finished before we talk about it."

"Okay, Director Du."

Wang Yan readily agreed and turned to leave the arena.

With everything settled, Gong Changlong smiled with satisfaction.

A short while later, Wang Yan returned to the arena with a group of teenagers, and Yu Wudao was among them.

He eventually stepped into the arena, but since the content of the assessment had changed, Gong Changlong didn't nitpick and cause trouble for Du Weilun.

The assessment proceeded as scheduled, and its content was largely consistent with the original work.

But there are also differences.

For example, Dai Huabin became more aggressive in battle due to Yu Wudao's provocation. Not only did he receive a furious scolding from Gong Changlong for killing a soul beast, but he also received a lower score than in the original work.

In the end, unsurprisingly, he kowtowed to Huo Yuhao and apologized.

Upon seeing this, Wang Dong leaned on Yu Wudao's shoulder and burst into laughter, while Yu Wudao lowered his head thoughtfully.

"I remember that after Dai Huabin was provoked this time, he used the power of the Duke's mansion to assassinate Huo Yuhao at the treasure appreciation event."

A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

"This might be an opportunity."

Yu Wudao brushed Wang Dong's hand away and walked to Huo Yuhao's side.

He whispered a few words, and Huo Yuhao immediately looked shocked. Then, Yu Wudao placed a metal button with strange white patterns engraved on it into Huo Yuhao's hand.

Huo Yuhao composed himself, nodded to Yu Wudao, and accepted the gift without making a sound.

Back beside Wang Dong, she asked in confusion:

"What did you say to that guy?"

Yu Wudao turned his head and winked his right eye at Wang Dong, then smiled and said:

"I said his performance this time was so good that the academy would definitely reconsider their attitude towards him and invite him to join my team."

A blush quickly spread across Wang Dong's face, and he immediately turned his head away, not daring to let Yu Wudao see his face.

Burning food will seduce me!

"Yeah, who knew this gloomy man was hiding his true nature so well..."

"You're not bad either! This third ring looks like it's about eight thousand years old, right?"

"Hmph~"

Wang Dong gave a smug hum.

"Of course! But I still have to thank your great-grandfather's soul bone; it not only improved my physical attributes but also significantly increased the strength of my martial soul!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wang Yan's voice rang out beside the group of students.