Chapter 18 - Straight To The Fourth Level

Looking at Ning Rongrong's figure walking further and further away, Ma Hongjun scolded Lu Yuan and raised his head.

"Come on!"

Supporting himself, Ma Hongjun was worried that if anything happened to the spirited girl in front of them, Master Flender would angrily knead him like dough, put him on the table, and hammer him back and forth.

Being caught temporarily was already sad enough. He didn't want to be sadder.

"You Shrek should have another rule, right?"

Another rule?. Shrek has many regulations, who knows which one you are referring to?. Ma Hongjun turned his head and looked at Lu Yuan suspiciously. Clearly, he was asking Lu Yuan to specify which "another rule" he was talking about.

"If the soul power exceeds level 25, should you be able to directly enter the fourth level without the test?"

Ma Hongjun nodded with a complex expression.

"I didn't expect you to know this rule."

The only people who know this rule are the insiders of Shrek Academy.

Of course, even among Shrek insiders, there are many who don't know. He himself was one of those who didn't know before. But under the double iron fist threat of Boss Zhao and Master, it took him a day to memorize all the regulations.

It has to be said that human potential is infinite. A few students who were also in the waiting area behind them couldn't help but be surprised.

The admission requirement of 21st level spirit power is already quite high, but they didn't expect that there is a rule stating that those with 25th level spirit power or higher can skip the test.

From this perspective, someone among them must have reached level 25 or above, otherwise there would be no need for the academy to establish a rule that is not used.

But this is a 12-year-old with a 25th level soul power. A 12-year-old at level 21 and a 12-year-old at level 25 are definitely two different concepts!

Once they enter the explosive period of strength growth, the gap of four or five levels of soul power can instantly widen the gap by eight or nine, or even ten levels of soul power. In other words, he has one more soul ring than his peers!

Lu Yuan reached into his pocket, took out a white crystal, and threw it to Ma Hongjun. As a tool for soul masters to detect soul power anytime and anywhere, the cost of this crystal is not high. Of course, this is for soul masters.

Some civilian families may have to spend four to six months' savings or even more to exchange for such a useless crystal.

Ma Hongjun took it and injected his own soul power into it. The crystal emitted a dazzling white light, but about one-fifth of the corners were still not covered. This proves that Ma Hongjun's soul power has not yet reached level 30, most likely around level 26.

Nodding inwardly, Ma Hongjun withdrew his soul power and threw the crystal back to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan took it, poured his own spirit power into it, and the entire crystal instantly emitted an even more dazzling light than before, like a luminous ball. With a "click" sound, the crystal seemed to be overwhelmed and burst open suddenly.

Ma Hongjun's face froze. If he remembered correctly, this white crystal could withstand the test of soul power below level 30. But it just exploded, this could only mean that the tester's soul power was at least level 30 or above.

A 12-year-old at level 30!

Ma Hongjun suddenly felt a bit doubtful about his own achievements after so many years of cultivation.

A level 26 at the age of 12 was nothing

!

The big brother in front of him, who was also the same age, forcefully surpassed him by at least five levels. If this wasn't genius, then what could be called genius?

Ma Hongjun didn't care about the girls who were angry a moment ago and were now running out of sight, or the newcomers who had just passed the assessment and were in the waiting area.

Ma Hongjun honestly took the lead. Even if there were many newcomers, it wouldn't stop him from leading the way for the older brother who was directly entering the fourth level. No need to ask, Asking was a privilege of geniuses.

Passing through the second level with few people and the empty third level, Ma Hongjun then led Lu Yuan to the also empty fourth level.

"As a rule, Boss Dai is responsible for the assessment of the fourth level. But since Boss Dai has been injured recently, I don't know who is in charge of the assessment. Of course, I don't know the specific assessment regulations."

Ma Hongjun spread his hands helplessly.

Honestly, Shrek Academy has never had a freshman like Lu Yuan who is familiar with the internal affairs and strong enough to skip to the fourth level.

"The examiner is me. The assessment rule is that we will work together to support a stick of incense under my hands."

A deep voice came from afar.

Ma Hongjun froze, and the smile on his face turned uglier than crying.

He swore that he couldn't be mistaken about this voice.

"Boss Zhao."

Ma Hongjun's voice was somewhat guilty. He turned his head to look at the person who came and asked in a low voice, wanting to cry but having no tears:

"Why are you here to conduct the assessment?"

Others may not know, but Ma Hongjun knew the strength of the muscular middle-aged man in front of him who could shoulder a horse.

Zao Wou-ki, the Fudo Ming Wang.

A powerful Soul Saint.

Moreover, among all the Soul Saints, Zao Wou-ki was not weak.

And according to the assessment regulations... It was required to endure the time it took to burn an incense stick under his hands which teamwork was allowed.

But even if a few Soul Emperors came, they would only be crushed and defeated by Zhao Wou-ki, who had activated his martial soul avatar.

Moreover, in a normal assessment, very few people could pass the third level.

According to the records of previous years' pass rates for the third level, they calculated all the numbers, added a bit more, and rounded it up to the nearest whole number—ten people.

Ten great soul masters, enduring under the hands of one Soul Saint for the time it took to burn an incense stick.

This was not a question of whether it was difficult or not.

It was a question of whether Shrek Academy planned to recruit new students this year.

"Why, can't I oversee the assessment?"

Zhao Wou-ki sneered, clenched his fist, and there was a crisp sound of bones cracking.

"Yes, it will definitely work."

Ma Hongjun's chubby face was full of smiles, and then he silently gave Lu Yuan a look as if saying, "Good luck."

However, this smile seemed to be driven by a strong desire to survive.

Zhao Wou-ki glanced at the trembling Ma Hongjun, then at Lu Yuan, who stood alone, and scratched his head.

Just one person passed the third level this year, and this was the only one who made it to the fourth level?

Then how much leniency should he show?

The degree of leniency was discussed with Flender before the start. The freshmen who could reach the fourth level were basically "one in a hundred" geniuses. It was enough to dampen their pride; there was no need to go all out.

The "hundred" referred to the freshmen who passed the first test, namely the geniuses who were "under the age of thirteen and had a soul power of twenty-one or above" in the eyes of ordinary people.

In other words, it was about selecting a "genius among geniuses" from a hundred ordinary geniuses.

But in the face of this lonely little guy, the extent of leniency became a problem.

However...

The time it took to pass seemed a bit off!

"Fatty! Come here!"

Ma Hongjun lowered his head to look at his plump figure, then glanced at Zhao Wou-ki's figure, which was a circle larger than his own, and couldn't help but mutter:

Boss Zhao, even if your fists are strong, it doesn't mean you can close your eyes and talk nonsense. Are you not considered fat just because you have more muscles?

"Why are you still dawdling?. Come on!."

Ma Hongjun smiled from ear to ear and hurriedly ran up to Zao Wou-ki.

"This kid's time to pass is off? Because his soul power is above level 25, according to the regulations, I will directly bring him to the fourth level."

Looking at the righteous Ma Hongjun, Zhao Wou-ki scratched his head in confusion.

"Do we have such a rule in our academy?"

Ma Hongjun's face twitched.

A deputy dean who couldn't even remember the rules of his own academy might not be the one who would come later, but definitely someone who had never done it before.