Douluo: Ultimate Slaughter Shocks the God of Asura

Chapter 55 The Shrek Seven Devils Gather, the Astonishing Fatty and Little Ao

The environment at Shrek is currently very, very good.

It's so good that it's almost addictive.

Even the student dormitories are built to the highest standards.

All kinds of luxury furniture are available.

So when Luo Feng arrived at the playground the next morning, only two people were there.

Xiao Ao and Fatty.

Luo Feng's eyebrows twitched violently a few times.

Laziness, so much laziness!

"They...aren't they up yet?"

Luo Feng's face darkened.

Xiao Ao scratched his head. "They don't seem to be up yet. Should I go and wake them?"

"No need, let them sleep. It's their blessing to sleep to death in bed."

Xiao Ao, Fatty:

"————"

Teacher Luo seems to harbor a lot of resentment.

All I can say is that the current accommodation environment is too excellent.

When the college was first built, they almost overslept.

If I didn't always keep Luo Feng's training in mind, being late would probably be the norm.

Now, under the influence of the Dragon Soul Contract, they trust Luo Feng completely and obey his every word.

So even if the environment is very comfortable, I dare not stay in bed.

Get up at the designated time and then begin training.

The same applies to these last few days before school starts.

After daily training, he would immerse himself in the library.

Knowledge is also very important and should not be neglected.

Every book in the library was carefully selected by Luo Feng.

Each book even includes detailed annotations.

He marked and modified everything, noting which points were reasonable and which were unreasonable.

"Teacher, shall we practice first?"

School has started, and training can now return to normal.

The daily training these past few days hasn't seemed to be of much help in improving my cultivation level.

"Okay, let's begin Soul Power Tide Body Tempering today—"

Before he could finish speaking, several people ran over from a distance.

Turning around, I saw it was Flanders and his group.

Dai Mubai and the others followed behind them, running quickly towards the playground.

Upon arriving at the playground, several students were panting heavily.

Flander sighed, "They all overslept, Luo Feng. What's the next part of training?"

Luo Feng checked the time and said, "I thought they were all dead in their beds. I was just about to notify the funeral home. I didn't expect you guys knew how to come back to life."

Everyone: "————"

Is that mouth poisoned?

Tang San was a little embarrassed.

It's true that I overslept.

I've never slept in such a comfortable bed since I was a child.

Even in the colleges of Nottingham, the beds are rock hard.

It's just a mattress.

Where have I ever slept in such a soft and comfortable bed?

It felt like being trapped in the clouds, so comfortable that I completely forgot about time.

It can only be said that poverty limits one's horizons.

Shrek's conditions are truly monstrous.

"Ahem~ Now that the students are all here, shall I leave it to you?"

"Alright, I'll train these little brats properly."

After speaking, his gaze swept over Dai Mubai and the other four.

Dai Mubai had already dealt with him and had given him a small lesson.

Moreover, over the past few days, I've felt like someone is watching me from afar.

It must have been Dai Mubai's doing.

It is estimated that the Star Luo royal family's intelligence agency was used to investigate him.

Unfortunately, it was destined to have no outcome.

Those useless people from the Star Luo royal family?

If they really got close, he wouldn't mind killing them all.

I met Tang San and the others yesterday, but I still know them quite well from the original story.

"Now that you've joined the academy, I will be in charge of your training from now on."

"Let's introduce ourselves first, so we can get to know each other."

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai was the first to stand up.

"Dai Mubai, Martial Soul White Tiger, Level 37 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master."

Level 37?

Tang San and his companions were somewhat surprised.

Although he was a few years older than them, reaching level 37 was still incredibly impressive.

The higher the Soul Master's level, the more difficult the cultivation becomes.

It is evident that Dai Mubai's talent is also extremely terrifying.

That does somewhat correspond to what the admissions officer said.

Shrek only accepts monsters.

People with mediocre abilities, regardless of their status, cannot join the academy.

After Dai Mubai introduced himself, Tang San also stepped forward.

"Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Level 29 Control-type Battle Soul Master."

"Can Blue Silver Grass be cultivated to such a high level?"

Ning Rongrong and the others were a little curious.

Although we collaborated yesterday, I don't know him very well.

Now that I hear it, I'm quite surprised.

"Xiao Wu, Martial Soul Rabbit, Level 29 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master."

"Ning Rongrong, Martial Soul Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Level 26 Support-type Weapon Soul Master."

"Zhu Zhuqing, Martial Soul Nether Cat, Level 27 Agility-Attack Type Battle Soul Master."

Several people introduced themselves.

The rest of the people's eyes were on Xiao Ao and Ma Hongjun.

Oscar shrugged and smiled brightly, saying, "Oscar, Martial Soul Sausage, Level 39 Food-type Weapon Soul Master."

"What? Level 39?"

Everyone present was shocked by these words.

Dai Mubai's eyes widened even more.

How did he reach level 39 in just two months?

I was clearly level 29 before!

He's gone mad, he must be mad.

Dai Mubai's head was buzzing.

I thought I was the most accomplished student in the academy.

I never expected to be surpassed by the Oscars.

Ning Rongrong and the others were also surprised.

They look the same age, but they're already at level thirty-nine?

Tang San was the most shocked.

He cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Technique from a young age, possessing twin martial souls and innate full soul power.

He was also very diligent in his cultivation.

But so far, I'm only at level 29.

The opponent turned out to be level 39.

How exactly does one cultivate?

Oscar chuckled. "It's nothing special, don't be too surprised."

He was truly grateful to Luo Feng.

If it weren't for Luo Feng's training, how could he have advanced to level 39 in just over a month?

Moreover, the third spirit ring is three thousand years old.

This is extremely terrifying.

The higher the age of a spirit ring, the less spirit power it consumes, and the stronger the spirit power becomes.

"Little Ao, how did you cultivate?"

Dai Mubai found it hard to believe and couldn't accept such a thing.

"Boss Dai, this is a secret."

Oscar laughed.

He would not reveal the Dragon Soul Contract without Luo Feng's permission.

Although the dean and the others all knew about the Dragon Soul Contract.

After all, the existence of the Dragon Soul Contract is truly extraordinary and greatly helpful for cultivation.

"You little rascal, you've got a secret from me now?"

Dai Mubai rolled his eyes, wondering what was going on.

"My turn, my turn."

While everyone was shocked by Oscar's cultivation level, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

"My name is Ma Hongjun, my martial soul is the Evil Fire Phoenix, and I am a level 39 offensive-type battle soul master."

Another level 39!

And his martial soul is a phoenix?

Zhu Zhuqing and the other three gasped in shock.

The shock they experienced today was truly terrifying.

In Shrek Academy, there are actually two level 39 characters at the same time.

And they are all the same age as them.

Dai Mubai found it even more unacceptable.

How come even that fatso is level 39?

I was only at level 27 before the holiday!

Did the dean give them special treatment?

Yes, yes, that must be it.

Only the dean and his colleagues could do something like that.

unacceptable.

He clearly provided so much financial assistance to the college before, but when it comes to the benefits, no one seems to care about him?

At that moment, Dai Mubai began to feel some resentment and dissatisfaction towards Flander.