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Chapter 120 Havoc at Shrek Academy (Part 1)

That's exactly what happened.

The deans and teachers of Shrek Academy wanted to retire leisurely, but they didn't want to go into seclusion. They even planned to realize their dream of creating a "monster" academy. However, they were unwilling to spend a lot of time and energy to master truly scientific and effective teaching methods and work step by step in a down-to-earth manner.

Instead, they wanted to create a "three-no" Shrek Academy all at once. With only a little over ten years of history, their qualifications, honors, and experience were far from enough, so they resorted to deception to make up for it.

When their scam is exposed, they resort to violence to solve the problem, followed by refrains like "survival of the fittest" and "those who dare not cause trouble are incompetent"...

In response, the Kingdom of Barak adopted a laissez-faire approach.

After all, a group of Soul Saints and Soul Emperors constitute a terrifying and uncontrollable force within the Barak Kingdom. If they could be kept under control with minimal "mischief," and even exploit Shrek Academy's financial difficulties to occasionally establish an employment relationship with these powerful individuals...

Doesn't that mean we can turn these powerful Soul Masters, who are difficult to control, into a hidden force for the Barak Kingdom?

Furthermore, those willing to go to Shrek Academy are either ignorant peasant kids from the surrounding areas of Soto City, or second-generation Soul Masters who have heard the news from afar out of curiosity. Under the deliberate manipulation of the authorities, it will hardly affect the few decent young geniuses and Soul Master families within the Barak Kingdom.

Therefore, the Kingdom of Barak has no reason to clash with the truly powerful individuals at Shrek Academy over the voices of a few former genius soul masters who have been crippled by Shrek Academy or some ordinary people.

Prioritizing self-interest over simple right and wrong is what Barak's small kingdom considers a very rational approach when facing a group of Soul Saints and Soul Emperors.

However, its scope was ultimately too narrow.

Therefore, over time, the people of Soto City, who had any sense of right and wrong, naturally understood the official's intentions and began to avoid Shrek, this "bully"-like figure.

As for those little geniuses who have thrown themselves into the Shrek Academy's fiery pit, they can only feel sorry for them in secret. They dare not say anything on ordinary days, for fear that one day a group of Soul Saints and Soul Emperors will come to their door to greet them warmly.

"Okay, I'll stand up for you!"

At this moment, Wang Zhao, facing the gazes from all directions, then spoke to the Shrek "outcast" in front of him.

"what?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then realized he hadn't misheard and became excited.

With the Dragon Couple, two peerless talents who can fight Soul Saints and have both strength and background, Shrek Academy will definitely not have a good time!

"Thank you! Thank you, Grand Tutor Wang, and thank you, the Divine Dragon Couple, for your noble deeds..."

Not long after.

On the outskirts of Soto, as the sun set, a giant platinum dragon soared through the sky, followed by a large crowd on the ground, some forming groups to protest, others simply waiting to watch the spectacle.

Wang Zhao and Qian Renxue stood atop the dragon's head and saw a small mountain village in the distance. At the village entrance, a long line of commoners in plain clothes, each accompanied by a young boy, was waiting.

"Wow, what a coincidence."

Wang Zhao couldn't help but smile slightly.

Then, Jin Lin silently disappeared, and the two quickly approached that place.

At the village entrance stood a table, behind which sat an elderly man. A somewhat dilapidated plaque hung above a wooden archway, bearing five simple characters—

Shrek Academy.

Before these five words, there is a green avatar that looks like the head of a humanoid monster; it's green and a little disgusting.

The old man behind the desk also wore a similar green circular badge on his chest, which was none other than the Shrek Academy school emblem.

Just then, a young man dressed in coarse linen at the front of the long line came to the table to register, and the old man lazily said:

"The registration fee is ten gold soul coins; just put it in that box."

"Gold Soul Coins...they're really expensive..."

Upon hearing this, the boy's father couldn't help but mutter a complaint under his breath, but he didn't dare to argue further. After all, no matter how poor you are, you can't let your child suffer. So he quickly took out ten gold soul coins from his pocket and put them into a box made of a few pieces of wood.

The old man glanced at him, then nodded expressionlessly.

Extend a hand.

The young man immediately extended his hand to the old man, who squeezed it twice, then shook his head slightly and said:

"You're not old enough, you can leave now."

The boy was clearly taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at his father, and hurriedly began to smile apologetically.

"Sir, my son just turned thirteen. Could you perhaps make an exception for him...?"

The old man's originally calm expression suddenly turned somewhat impatient.

"Don't disturb the people behind you. Don't you know the rules of the academy?"

"We only accept children under the age of thirteen. We do not accept children over the age of thirteen! You can leave now."

"And our registration fee..."

Upon hearing this, the old man laughed, and then said without any politeness:

"Once registered, fees are non-refundable."

"You're clearly just trying to scam me!"

The boy's father finally lost his temper.

"Give us our registration fee back, or we won't leave. If we had known this so-called Shrek Academy was this awful, we shouldn't have come."

The old man slowly stood up, a dragon-patterned staff martial spirit appearing in his hand. Six spirit rings—white, yellow, purple, purple, purple, and black—emerged, revealing him to be a Soul Emperor!

"If you hit me, I'll refund your registration fee in full."

He said lightly.

The boy's father's face immediately darkened. After hesitating for a moment, he uttered a harsh remark, "Consider it our bad luck," and turned to leave.

Just then, a clear, crisp sound came from not far away.

"What a magnificent sight!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw an incredibly beautiful blonde girl walking towards them, her gaze somewhat sharp.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. The old man was the first to come to his senses and his eyes lit up when he saw the girl's extraordinary temperament.

"Child, are you here to register? I can give you priority for testing."

"You dare to challenge me?!"

Qian Renxue immediately pursed her lips.

"A powerful Soul Emperor bullying defenseless civilians, all for such a small amount of money..."

"Xiao Zhao was right after all; to be old and not die is to be a thief!"

"?!?!"

Hearing this, even an old man like himself couldn't help but explode.

"Little girl, say that again if you dare!"

He raised the dragon-patterned staff in his hand, flicked it at Qianrenxue, and his power instantly spread out.

"Hmph, you old codger~"

Qian Renxue gave a nonchalant "humph," and with a wave of her hand, she entered the Martial Soul Possession state. Five optimally configured Soul Rings rose up, and a disguised Holy Sword appeared in her hand.

(End of this chapter)