Chapter 46.

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"We're almost there!" Xiao Wu exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement. "But why does it look so run-down?"

The three of them approached the small village, where a long line of people can be seen not far from them.

"It does seem a bit worse for wear," Wang Feng remarked.

He knew he had to sign-in at Shrek Academy if he wanted to get the reward promised by the system but the Shrek Academy condition was disheartening to say the least.

At the entrance of the gate of what seemed to be Shrek Academy, an elderly man sat at a table, apparently overseeing student registrations. Behind him hung a crooked sign that read "Shrek Academy," with a peculiar image of the Shrek Monster beside it.

"It kinda looks like a slime," Wang Feng thought to himself. 

"A somewhat humanoid head, green and kinda cute looking. Slimes are usually considered the weakest monsters in many fantasy novels. As for Shrek..."

"Brother Feng, we may have been mistaken," Xiao Wu said quietly. "It looks so rundown, its so worse than Nuoding Academy. Is this really Shrek Academy?"

Wang Feng stayed silent.

"This is Shrek Academy," said the mother of a child in line next to them. She seemed to share Xiao Wu's doubts.

When Wang Feng heard this, he thought, "Just as in the novel."

However, he suspected that the promise of a Viscount's title upon graduation was merely a gimmick to attract outsiders. Otherwise, no one would want to come to Shrek Academy.

"It must be a lie." Wang Feng concluded.

'Shrek Academy is somewhat like those gifted education programs in my past life.' Wang Feng mused. 

"They gather extraordinarily talented kids and nurture them from a young age. But those programs were rare even in modern times and they produce true geniuses."

As he pondered, he found himself feeling somewhat isolated and lonely. Shaking his head, he dismissed these thoughts.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the front of the line.

"I'd advise you to inquire about Shrek Academy before coming here," the elderly man at the table addressed the crowd. His patience seemed to be running thin with the long line behind him.

"Shrek is a type of monster—a unique creature even among all other soul beasts. We specialize in collecting all sorts of monsters! Ordinary soul masters with low potential, those under the age of twelve and anyone below the twenty-first level can save themselves the registration fee and leave right now. Don't waste your time or money here!"

As he spoke, the old man seemed to flex his authority as six soul rings lit up beneath his feet, one white, one yellow, two purple and two black.

"A Soul Emperor!" Wang Feng muttered to himself as he watched the old man's display of power.

Most of the people in the line were frightened by the old man's words and display of might and promptly left.

After some time, a soft and melodic female voice spoke up, breaking the silence.

"Excuse me, may I pass through?" The voice was like a gentle breeze on a warm day, catching the attention of many.

Wang Feng, with his acute sense of hearing, could identify the owner of the voice without even looking.

"Brother, isn't she beautiful?" Xiao Wu couldn't help but ask, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.

Tang San, trying to be honest, replied, "She's quite pretty, not any less than you."

Xiao Wu's expression immediately changed as she stomped on Tang San's foot and huffed, "Tang San, you're not supposed to agree with me!"

"Xiao San, come here and I'll teach you a few tricks to handle these kind of situations." Wang Feng whispered to Tang San.

Though Wang Feng had been an otaku in his previous life, he had come across plenty of online jokes and was well-equipped to handle such situations.

Tang San hesitated but eventually approached.

Wang Feng whispered a few words in Tang San's ear, who looked bewildered and as if he had heard something very absurd.

A little later, Xiao Wu suddenly turned back, pulled Tang San by the arm, and said, "Brother, there are so many beautiful girls, especially the one behind us."

Wang Feng, listening to the conversation from behind, wondered how Tang San would respond.

Tang San said without even looking back and with a blank look on his face. 

"What beautiful girl? No one is as beautiful as my Xiao Wu."

Xiao Wu was taken aback and blushed. She glared at Tang San and stomped on his foot once more, annoyed, "What are you talking about, Xiao San!"

Tang San, still perplexed, glanced back at Wang Feng for guidance, who had taught him these lines. Why didn't Xiao Wu seem pleased?

Wang Feng sighed, thinking that dealing with Tang San was like trying to carve wood that couldn't be carved.

"How many of you are still registering?" The old man at the table brought their attention back.

"All three of us," Tang San replied.

They paid the registration fee and showcased their martial soul one after another. Tang San, however, took a bit more time for the old man to identify.

"Not bad at all. I didn't expect Blue Silver Grass to be able to cultivate and develop this fast. Your muscles and bones are also very well developed. Do you usually train a lot?" the old man asked with a smile.

Tang San nodded and replied, "Yes, teacher. Can we be considered monsters?"

The old man agreed with a nod and signaled for Dai Mubai to come over.

Dai Mubai first greeted Tang San and Xiao Wu with a polite smile but his gaze soon wandered elsewhere.

"What are you looking at?" 

Xiao Wu demanded, a playful smile on her face. "Why are you being so sneaky, as if you have some hidden agenda?"

Dai Mubai cleared his throat and whispered, "Is he here?"

"He? Who he? Do you mean Brother Feng?" Xiao Wu asked, amused. 

"Why? Are you afraid of Brother Feng?"

Dai Mubai coughed and replied, "Afraid? How can I be afraid of a fellow soul master? I'm just genuinely curious."

However, Dai Mubai's curiosity seemed to carry a touch of apprehensionand admiration.

"Who are you talking about?" asked the girl in white standing next to Dai Mubai, curious about the conversation.

Dai Mubai, a Soul Elder at the thirty-seventh level, had previously driven someone away who attempted to get their registration fee back, so this "Brother Feng" must be quite formidable foe for him to be afraid of.

Wang Feng had certainly left an impression on Dai Mubbai, especially after receiving a single punch from him.

Xiao Wu chuckled and pointed towards the front, saying, "Isn't he up ahead? Don't worry, if you ever dare to bully me and Xiao San in the academy, we'll have brother Feng beat you up like a bitc….!" Tang San hurriedly closed her mouth with his hands before she can speak something more crash.

Dai Mubai, still curious, looked towards the front where Wang Feng was approaching. Ning Rongrong also glanced in that direction and her expression shifted dramatically.

Meanwhile, Wang Feng remained unaware of the attention he was drawing as he continued forward. The girl in white stared at him with a complex expression in her eyes—surprise, shame and finally calmness.

"It's him!" Ning Rongrong clenched her fists, her emotions a whirlwind of confusion. 

"Why had he come to Shrek Academy? Wasn't the supposed criteria to join Shrek is to be under twelve years of age?

"Is this the brother Feng you were talking about?" Ning Rongrong glanced at Dai Mubai and Tang San.

"Brother Feng has a special physique and grows rapidly. He just turned twelve this year, which is only one or two months older than me," Tang San explained.

"Oh," Ning Rongrong responded, her surprise deepening. This guy was only a bit older than her?

"Is his soul power sufficient?" She asked curiously.

Dai Mubai also seemed intrigued, watching Tang San and Xiao Wu closely. However, both Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged glances and shook their heads.

"We don't know. We haven't had brother Feng display his full soul power ever. Even when he did, he used only a small portion of his strength." Tang San explained.

Dai Mubai sighed. 

"And here I was hoping to see how much soul power he has."

Back at the entrance, the old man eyed Wang Feng inquisitively, noticing the young man's tall stature and mature physique

"Young man, aren't you over twelve years old?" he questioned.

Wang Feng replied, "I just turned twelve this year, sir."

Wang Feng thought to himself that Zhu Zhuqing didn't appear to be twelve years old either.

"Alright, extend your hand." the old man instructed.

Wang Feng complied, and the old man squeezed his hand gently, his expression changing as he did so.

"Hmm... Your muscles and bones are peculiar... It's difficult to tell," the old man muttered, looking puzzled. He then moved to inspect Wang Feng's legs and arms, pressing on the muscles and bones, growing more and more astonished by the moment.

The old man couldn't believe what he was feeling—Wang Feng's bones were as hard as fine iron and his muscles were extremely solid. Could this physique truly be natural?

"Well, I suppose you can proceed with your martial soul demonstration," the old man finally said, still baffled by the young boy's physique.

Wang Feng hesitated for a moment before extending his palm. A green lotus slowly appeared in his hand.

The old man and those nearby stared at the green lotus with a mix of curiosity and wonder. 

Zhu Zhuqing who was standing a little close also admired it, remarking on its beauty. Ning Rongrong was also intrigued, stating that she had never seen a flower martial soul before.

Dai Mubai examined it as well, seemingly deep in thought.

Wang Feng explained, "I call it Chaos Green Lotus."

The old man inquired, "Where is your soul ring? You didn't display them, making it difficult for me to assess your level. You're quite the unique case though. But you still have to display two spirit rings regardless of age, you can pass."

The old man glanced at Chaos Green Lotus and reached for a glass of water on the table, ready to take a sip.

Wang Feng sensed that it was time as his soul power fluctuated slightly. Two soul rings emerged slowly from the soles of his feet, as a heavy pressure bore around him.

One purple and the other black!

Spoosh!

Suddenly, the sound of spitting water filled the air.

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