Chapter 40: A Restless Night

Chapter 40: A Restless Night

Everyone exchanged glances, looking at each other bewilderedly.

It seemed Zhao Wuji's severe beating was indeed in vain.

"To witness such a monstrous talent, Old Zhao, your beating wasn't in vain after all."

Flender adjusted his glasses thoughtfully as he spoke.

A teenager with a soul power level of sixty-two and a "Special Effect" soul skill maxed out! Such a monstrous level was unheard of by Flender, not even in tales!

Li Yusong, Lu Qibin, and Shao Xin nodded in agreement; Flender's words made sense.

Such genius was unheard of even during their adventures in the Douluo Continent!

Zhao Wuji fell silent. It wasn't them, the old folks, getting beaten up, so they could afford to watch the drama without any repercussions.

Keep in mind, the opponent used only the first soul skill, yet Zhao Wuji, even with his soul true body and the Immovable King body, was severely injured after taking it!

Even a regular Soul Douluo couldn't handle such a feat.

"Rest well for a few days."

Flender patted Zhao Wuji's shoulder, then had Li Yusong and Lu Qibin take him back to rest.

"Mu Bai, I'll leave the arrangement of the freshman dorms to you."

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai quickly nodded: "Yes, Dean!"

Flender glanced at Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu, then subtly nodded in approval. He was very satisfied with these youngsters.

Although they didn't possess the monstrous talent and strength, how many could emerge like Kong from the entire Douluo Continent?

Thinking this, Flender's spirit integrated with his soul, and then he disappeared.

Dai Mubai looked around and spoke to a white-bearded "old man": "Little Ao, Tang San will be arranged in your dormitory."

This white-bearded "old man" was Oscar, who came to enjoy the show. He had no objections to Dai Mubai's arrangements.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun shared a dorm, but he was the only one living alone.

"No problem, Boss Dai!"

Oscar replied.

"Little Ao?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar, mistaking him for one of the older teachers at Shrek Academy.

As soon as Dai Mubai and Oscar spoke, she was stunned.

"Don't be fooled by Oscar's appearance; he's actually just fourteen, two grades above you."

Dai Mubai explained to Ning Rongrong, who was visibly confused.

Ning Rongrong's mouth opened slightly as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

Seeing this, Dai Mubai didn't say more and shifted his gaze, then spoke to Oscar again: "You take Tang San back to rest first, I'll take them to the girls' dormitory."

"By the way, Ning Rongrong, this girl named Xiao Wu, please help her a bit. From now on, you'll be in the same dorm."

"Hmm, okay."

Ning Rongrong nodded; although she wasn't a battle soul master, helping someone was still within her capability.

"Zhu Zhuqing…"

Dai Mubai hadn't finished speaking when Zhu Zhuqing turned her head away with a cold snort, completely ignoring him.

With a resigned smile, Dai Mubai then led the way towards the girls' dormitory.

Ning Rongrong looked at Dai Mubai and then at Zhu Zhuqing, feeling that these two seemed to know each other. There was definitely a story there.

Oscar sighed, "Ah, he walks off with three beauties, and I have to deal with..."

He helped Tang San up from the ground and they headed toward the dormitory. Night had fallen.

"Xiao, Xiao Wu!"

Tang San cried out in alarm, suddenly waking from his "sleep".

Opening his eyes, a cold sweat ran down Tang San's forehead; he had dreamt that Xiao Wu was being beaten! Wait, that wasn't a dream! Feeling his own injuries, Tang San quickly recalled the previous events; he had been injured by the examiners! It was just an entrance exam, yet that old rogue had been ruthlessly harsh.

"Tang San, that girl named Xiao Wu is fine, she just needs a day to rest. Can you stop howling now?"

Oscar, with a hand to his forehead, said helplessly.

He was just a support, a Food System with no combat capability, otherwise he'd definitely give Tang San a piece of his mind. It was the middle of the night, and everyone was asleep, yet here he was, howling like a banshee...

Hearing this, Tang San realized that he was indeed in a room.

A junior? He thought he had failed the assessment. Why would this person call him a junior?

After a long moment, Oscar answered all of Tang San's pressing questions. There was no helping it; Tang San was glaring at him with reddened eyes, which sent a chill down Oscar's spine.

He always felt that Tang San was extremely dangerous!

Oscar hadn't seen Tang San's fight with Zhao Wuji, otherwise, he would have been even more scared.

After learning that he had been accepted into Shrek Academy, Tang San was initially elated, then his face darkened.

He hadn't yet avenged Xiao Wu, and now he was dependent on others. After pondering for a while, Tang San thought to himself: "Don't worry, Xiao Wu. Those who dare to hurt you will definitely not have a good end!"

In the original story, Tang San used his Dragon Beard Needle to injure Zhao Wuji and didn't get hurt himself, thus avenging the backlash of Xiao Wu's soul skill, which allowed him to let go of that grudge.

But now, not only was Tang San injured, he had also failed to avenge Xiao Wu. How could he not hate? How could he let go of this grudge!

As a petty man, Tang San was never a gentleman; if he couldn't take revenge on the spot by slapping his opponent's face, he would never forget it.

A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late.

A petty man seeks revenge from dawn till dusk.

Zhao Wuji didn't know that because he didn't cooperate with Xiao Wu's soul skill and Tang San's revenge, his fate had significantly changed.

"Zhao Wuji, a 76th-level Battle Soul Saint..."

Tang San murmured again before falling back to sleep. His injuries were severe, and Zhao Wuji's Vajra Palm was not easy to take!

At this time, Zhao Wuji was lying in bed, resting with his eyes closed, recalling the day's events.

Four extraordinarily talented students, little monsters.

And that boy named Yu Tiankong.

His martial skills were precise, with no wasted movements in soul fighting, almost like a merciless fighting machine.

Slash, cross-cut, uppercut...

If it weren't for Zhao Wuji's countless battles and immense combat experience, he might have fallen today.

"What a monster! It's a pity he has no intention of studying at Shrek Academy."

"True, even if he did come to Shrek Academy, what more could we teach him?"

"What a pity," Zhao Wuji sighed, murmuring to himself.

Just then, a gust of wind blew through the window, and an additional figure appeared in Zhao Wuji's dormitory.

"Who's there!"

Zhao Wuji bellowed, thinking it was an enemy from the past coming for revenge. On closer inspection, none of his past enemies seemed to match this figure.

It was neither the right time nor the place for an old foe to appear, especially not when he was gravely injured. With so many enemies, he couldn't remember them all...

(End of chapter)

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