Douluo Dalu II: The Peerless Tang Sect

Chapter 63 Freshman Assessment! (IX) (25)

"Wishing Ziyang's team victory."

The examiner who announced the results was very confused. Zhou Tian and his team, who launched the first attack, were clearly in the lead. How could the situation have been reversed in less than a second?

How strange!

The examiner, who was over forty years old, scratched his head, looking quite puzzled.

"This..." On the platform, Du Weilun looked at Yan Shaozhe with surprise and uncertainty in his eyes, and asked with a questioning look on his face.

"Hmm!" Yan Shaozhe nodded, a hint of shock on his face, and said, "It's a fluctuation in the time attribute! I just don't know if it's a soul bone skill or an ability of the martial soul itself?"

Even the learned Yan Shaozhe was somewhat undecided.

"Should we call Zhu Ziyang over and ask him?" Du Weilun said.

"Not yet!" Yan Shaozhe waved his hand, a thoughtful look in his eyes, before regaining his composure and saying, "Don't disturb their competition yet. Let's wait until the freshman assessment is over."

"Yes!" Du Weilen nodded. He had a premonition that he might witness a new star rising at Shrek Academy!

Zhu Ziyang was unaware that he had successfully attracted Yan Shaozhe's attention. However, even if he did, he wouldn't care, because he was mentally prepared that if he couldn't attract the attention of Shrek Academy's higher-ups with his talent, that would be a problem.

They left the assessment area.

"Zhu Ziyang, how did you suddenly appear behind Zhou Tianhe during the competition?" After leaving the assessment area, Tang Ya, like a curious child, chased after Zhu Ziyang, asking, "You have no idea what Zhou Tianhe's expression was like, like he'd seen a ghost, hehehe!"

"Alright, Xiaoya, can't you see that your brother is a little tired?" Jiang Nannan pulled Tang Ya back, stopping her curiosity, and said.

"Really? Why didn't I notice?" Tang Ya looked at Jiang Nannan speechlessly, but didn't continue to pester Zhu Ziyang.

Zhu Ziyang's eyes did indeed show a hint of weariness. Using the time-stopping ability for the first time in actual combat had taken a heavy toll on his mental energy, and he needed to recover.

"Let's go back to the dorm and rest. We have the semifinals this afternoon!" Zhu Ziyang said, and then walked towards the dorm.

Jiang Nannan and Tang Ya followed closely behind.

When entering the dormitory building, Moon, unusually, did not lie on the wooden chair by the door to sunbathe.

Zhu Ziyang entered a meditative state upon returning to his dormitory.

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"...Teacher, that's it." Yan Shaozhe stood respectfully in front of Mu En and told him everything that had happened that morning.

"Time-related abilities?" Moon asked, a hint of curiosity in his cloudy eyes. "Even you're unsure? Interesting. I'm curious too."

"Then I..." Yan Shaozhe hesitated, his eyes filled with probing and uncertainty.

"Sigh!" Moon suddenly sighed and said, "Never mind, let's observe a little longer. You go ahead."

"Yes!" Yan Shaozhe respectfully withdrew.

"Light, time, and a faint dragon aura... Shao Zhe still lacks a grand vision in his actions... Sigh!" Mu En murmured, then let out a heavy sigh.

-

Zhu Ziyang awoke from his meditation. The mental energy he had expended in the morning had almost fully recovered and would not interfere with the afternoon's match.

He got up, glanced at the time, and realized that he only had five minutes left before the time he and Jiang Nannan had agreed to have dinner. He quickly packed up and left the dormitory.

Upon arriving at the dormitory building entrance, Mu En reappeared on the wooden chair at the entrance, quietly scrutinizing Zhu Ziyang from an angle where Zhu Ziyang could not see him.

"Brother, you've recovered?" Jiang Nannan and Tang Ya arrived together. Seeing Zhu Ziyang standing at the door looking radiant, she exclaimed with delight.

"That's right. The energy expenditure wasn't high to begin with, and after meditating for a whole afternoon, I naturally recovered completely!" Zhu Ziyang replied with a bright smile.

"That's great! If we win this afternoon's match, we'll make it to the finals. Once we're in the finals, the championship won't be far away!" Tang Ya exclaimed excitedly.

"Of course!" Zhu Ziyang said. "Let's go eat. It'll be time for the competition soon after we finish eating."

"Okay!" Jiang Nannan and Tang Ya nodded and went to eat with Zhu Ziyang.

After lunch, Zhu Ziyang and his two companions arrived at the assessment area.

Since the morning's competition had already determined the top four teams, there were actually fewer teachers than students from outside the assessment area. The four teams consisted of twelve students arranged into four groups, but there were more than thirty teachers. Almost all the teachers from the foreign language department who didn't have classes were there, surrounding the students.

Faced with such a large number of teachers watching, all twelve students behaved themselves and didn't dare to say a word. These were Shrek Academy's teachers, more than thirty high-level Soul Masters who were at least Soul Emperors. So many Soul Emperors gathered together to watch a battle between a group of second and third-ring children. It was probably only Shrek Academy on the entire continent that could produce such a scene.

Two teachers stepped forward, clearly of high status. One of them was none other than Du Weilun, the Dean of Students of the Spirit Department, whom all the students recognized. To the surprise of all the students, this Dean of Students, who held a very high position in the Spirit Department, was respectfully following behind another elderly man in white. The elderly man in white had a kind face, walked with composure, and exuded an approachable air in every move.

The trainees immediately guessed the middle-aged man's identity.

In the Martial Soul System, the only people Du Weilun would treat with such respect are the two deans. The vice dean is said to be a woman, and the dean is a man, so the identity of the white-robed man in front of him is self-evident.

Dean of Shrek Academy, Level 95 Super Douluo, Bright Phoenix Douluo, Yan Shaozhe!

The students who knew the dean's identity became excited, and Zhu Ziyang's eyes also gleamed with an unusual light.

Yan Shaozhe, the Phoenix Douluo, is the strongest Title Douluo in Shrek Academy on the surface, but Shrek Academy's enemies all know that the strongest are far from him. There are several people stronger than him in the Sea God Pavilion alone!

Zhu Ziyang thought to himself, "I hope Dragon God Douluo Mu En is still alive."

Yan Shaozhe stepped forward and, under the gazes of the twelve students who were filled with awe, doubt, or curiosity, slowly began to speak: "Children, hello. I am Yan Shaozhe, the 261st Dean of Shrek Academy."

Both the students who had some guesses and those who were completely unprepared unconsciously straightened their bodies and stared intently at Yan Shaozhe, an old man whose status was no less than that of emperors of various countries.

Yan Shaozhe noticed the twelve students' physical reactions, his smile unwavering, and said gently, "I know you're curious why I'm here. Generally speaking, even in the final stages of the freshman assessment, the presence of a vice dean is enough to show the academy's high regard for you. But I must say, this year's freshmen, especially the twelve present, have greatly impressed me. You are the most talented freshmen in nearly a century. I'm very interested in you, so I'm here. I will watch all your matches today. I hope you can surprise me. Alright, let's begin the draw."

Even Zhu Ziyang felt a surge of excitement after hearing Yan Shaozhe's words, let alone the other eleven or twelve-year-old children. This was the dean of Shrek Academy, after all; his praise undoubtedly carried great weight.

Du Weilun took the box containing the lottery tickets and then called out, "Class 1, Chu Hua's team."

A girl walked out and excitedly approached. Noticing that Yan Shaozhe was looking at her, the girl's hands trembled slightly as she struggled to pull out a slip of paper and handed it to Du Weilun.

"Class 1, Chu Hua Team, Number One."

There are only two examination rooms in the semi-finals. Drawing number one means that they will fight against the other team that drew number one in examination room number one.

"Class 5, Yu Beibei Team," Du Weilun called out.

Second update!

(End of this chapter)