NOVEL NEXT Douluo: Being spoiled by Big Brother Tang San
Chapter 46 Shrek Academy
Chapter 46 Shrek Academy
The reason is very simple, because on that old plaque, in front of the five characters, there is a green humanoid monster head painted.
When Tang Jiulu watched it in his previous life, he felt very similar to a protagonist monster in a certain cartoon, and now he looks even more similar.
Tang San looked at the arched door in astonishment, then at the plain village, speechless.
"This is the powerful soul master academy that the master said?" Although Xiao Wu was prepared, but judging from the anime, it didn't have such a big impact.
The main reason is that the pictures are beautifully made, and it looks like a country vacation.
But if you really face the village, you will know how difficult the life of this academy is.
This is obviously an ordinary small village, not much better than Tang San's hometown Holy Soul Village.
The arch at the door is not only wooden, but also not one-third the size of Notting College.
"Can this also be called Soul Master Academy?" Along the way, many people came to sign up and were queuing up. In front of them was a pair of parents and a young boy.
The mother was just talking there, "A college that claims to be a Viscount of the Empire after graduation?"
"It's not a lie, is it?"
The mother looked around in disgust, and saw that they seemed to be a good family.
"That's what the people from Wuhundian said, there shouldn't be anything wrong with it, right?" The father said with some uncertainty, "However, this academy does look a bit dilapidated..."
The boy grabbed his father's sleeve, his face full of disgust, "Father, I don't want to go to school here, it's too embarrassing!"
"Why don't we go to Soto Intermediate Soul Master Academy? After all, I was a genius when I was a junior student. Even if I don't study here, it's okay, right?"
The boy looked proud, and subconsciously glanced at the other students who signed up.
Tang Jiulu raised his eyebrows. This young man's vanity is really strong. Did he say that on purpose?
But be careful to be slapped in the face later!
The boys and girls in front naturally also heard what the boy said, and they all became unconvinced and began to praise their talents.
Many parents have pride and worry in their eyes. Can such a college really be worthy of a talented child like themselves?
Soon, registration will begin.
An old man sat behind a wooden shed, looking lazy, he looked like an ordinary village old man, not even as spirited as old Jack the village head.
"The first person to come forward, the registration fee is ten gold soul coins, just put it in this box."
The old man took out a wooden box nailed by several boards and put it on the upper left corner of the table.
A teenager stepped forward, and his father immediately took out ten gold soul coins and put them in the wooden box.
"Stretch out a hand." The old man glanced at the young man and said.
Hearing this, the young man put his hand in front of the old man.
The old man pinched his hand twice casually, shaking his head like him, "Your age is not suitable, you can go."
The young man was slightly stunned, and turned to look at his father.
His father hurriedly laughed and said, "Teacher, my son just celebrated his 13th birthday. Can you accommodate me?"
The old man said impatiently, "Don't affect the people behind. Don't you know the rules of the academy? We only accept children under the age of 13, and we don't accept anyone over the age of 13."
"Unless the age is less than 14 years old, but the soul power exceeds level [-], have you reached it?"
Both the teenager and his father were dumbfounded, and his father said in disbelief, "This...how is it possible..."
"So, you can go." The old man waved his hand impatiently.
The boy's father frowned, "Then our registration fee..."
The old man said bluntly, "Once you sign up, it will not be refunded!"
"You!" The clay figurine was still angry, and the boy's father couldn't help but yelled angrily, "You guys are obviously cheating money! Refund our registration fee, or we won't leave!"
He turned around and yelled at the people in line behind him, "This so-called Shrek Academy is not only shabby, but also charges money randomly. It only accepts those under the age of 13, and won't let them in after a few days."
"Those under the age of 14 have to reach the thirtyth level of soul power. How could such a genius come to such a dilapidated academy?"
"I think it's all a lie!"
The old man sat there calmly, just glanced at him, and said calmly, "Mubai, someone wants to make trouble, you deal with it."
Beside, a figure suddenly jumped out, "Who is causing trouble?!"
The old man looked forward, "They want to return the fame fee."
"Oh?" The man turned around and looked at the father, with blond hair and eyes flashing evil, "Want to pay back the fame fee? Yes!"
"If you hit me, I will refund all of it!"
Tang San naturally also saw that person, his eyes lit up instantly, isn't this the person who clashed with them in the hotel?
He finally understands now why this person said that he will meet again soon.
The man didn't talk nonsense, with a wicked smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his body was full of momentum.
Immediately, circles of soul rings rose under his feet.
One, two, three.
Two yellow century-old soul rings, one purple thousand-year soul ring, surging soul power in the air, faintly oppressing the noisy father and son.
On the Douluo Continent, only the strong will always be respected.
Among soul masters, the soul ring is the best voice.
Seeing those three soul rings, the boy's father's expression changed drastically.
"Forget it, count us unlucky!"
He hurriedly took his son and walked away quickly.
The man walked to the side of the wooden shed and moved a small stool to sit on. His evil eyes glanced coldly at the teenagers and their families who signed up behind him.
The meaning of danger is very obvious.
After all, the oppression brought by the three soul rings is obvious, but it shows once again how extraordinary this academy is.
A young man who came out randomly had the strength of a soul master!
In the queue, except for a few older people who left, everyone stayed excitedly.
Another boy came to the old man, and his mother confidently threw ten gold soul coins into the wooden box.
The boy obediently stretched out his hand without the old man saying anything.
"Well, exactly 12 years old," the old man squeezed his hand, nodded and said, "release your martial spirit and show me."
The young man nodded, the light green soul power was released, and a century-old soul ring danced around his body.
The aura of this century-old soul ring is obviously not weak. With the appearance of the martial soul, a thick and long vine hovered around his body.
Seeing this scene, Tang Jiulu immediately straightened up. Does this young man have the Ivy Spirit like him?
The old man looked at the martial spirit on his body, shook his head, "Unqualified, you can go."
The boy's mother's confident and proud expression froze in an instant, "You, what are you talking about?"
(End of this chapter)
The reason is very simple, because on that old plaque, in front of the five characters, there is a green humanoid monster head painted.
When Tang Jiulu watched it in his previous life, he felt very similar to a protagonist monster in a certain cartoon, and now he looks even more similar.
Tang San looked at the arched door in astonishment, then at the plain village, speechless.
"This is the powerful soul master academy that the master said?" Although Xiao Wu was prepared, but judging from the anime, it didn't have such a big impact.
The main reason is that the pictures are beautifully made, and it looks like a country vacation.
But if you really face the village, you will know how difficult the life of this academy is.
This is obviously an ordinary small village, not much better than Tang San's hometown Holy Soul Village.
The arch at the door is not only wooden, but also not one-third the size of Notting College.
"Can this also be called Soul Master Academy?" Along the way, many people came to sign up and were queuing up. In front of them was a pair of parents and a young boy.
The mother was just talking there, "A college that claims to be a Viscount of the Empire after graduation?"
"It's not a lie, is it?"
The mother looked around in disgust, and saw that they seemed to be a good family.
"That's what the people from Wuhundian said, there shouldn't be anything wrong with it, right?" The father said with some uncertainty, "However, this academy does look a bit dilapidated..."
The boy grabbed his father's sleeve, his face full of disgust, "Father, I don't want to go to school here, it's too embarrassing!"
"Why don't we go to Soto Intermediate Soul Master Academy? After all, I was a genius when I was a junior student. Even if I don't study here, it's okay, right?"
The boy looked proud, and subconsciously glanced at the other students who signed up.
Tang Jiulu raised his eyebrows. This young man's vanity is really strong. Did he say that on purpose?
But be careful to be slapped in the face later!
The boys and girls in front naturally also heard what the boy said, and they all became unconvinced and began to praise their talents.
Many parents have pride and worry in their eyes. Can such a college really be worthy of a talented child like themselves?
Soon, registration will begin.
An old man sat behind a wooden shed, looking lazy, he looked like an ordinary village old man, not even as spirited as old Jack the village head.
"The first person to come forward, the registration fee is ten gold soul coins, just put it in this box."
The old man took out a wooden box nailed by several boards and put it on the upper left corner of the table.
A teenager stepped forward, and his father immediately took out ten gold soul coins and put them in the wooden box.
"Stretch out a hand." The old man glanced at the young man and said.
Hearing this, the young man put his hand in front of the old man.
The old man pinched his hand twice casually, shaking his head like him, "Your age is not suitable, you can go."
The young man was slightly stunned, and turned to look at his father.
His father hurriedly laughed and said, "Teacher, my son just celebrated his 13th birthday. Can you accommodate me?"
The old man said impatiently, "Don't affect the people behind. Don't you know the rules of the academy? We only accept children under the age of 13, and we don't accept anyone over the age of 13."
"Unless the age is less than 14 years old, but the soul power exceeds level [-], have you reached it?"
Both the teenager and his father were dumbfounded, and his father said in disbelief, "This...how is it possible..."
"So, you can go." The old man waved his hand impatiently.
The boy's father frowned, "Then our registration fee..."
The old man said bluntly, "Once you sign up, it will not be refunded!"
"You!" The clay figurine was still angry, and the boy's father couldn't help but yelled angrily, "You guys are obviously cheating money! Refund our registration fee, or we won't leave!"
He turned around and yelled at the people in line behind him, "This so-called Shrek Academy is not only shabby, but also charges money randomly. It only accepts those under the age of 13, and won't let them in after a few days."
"Those under the age of 14 have to reach the thirtyth level of soul power. How could such a genius come to such a dilapidated academy?"
"I think it's all a lie!"
The old man sat there calmly, just glanced at him, and said calmly, "Mubai, someone wants to make trouble, you deal with it."
Beside, a figure suddenly jumped out, "Who is causing trouble?!"
The old man looked forward, "They want to return the fame fee."
"Oh?" The man turned around and looked at the father, with blond hair and eyes flashing evil, "Want to pay back the fame fee? Yes!"
"If you hit me, I will refund all of it!"
Tang San naturally also saw that person, his eyes lit up instantly, isn't this the person who clashed with them in the hotel?
He finally understands now why this person said that he will meet again soon.
The man didn't talk nonsense, with a wicked smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his body was full of momentum.
Immediately, circles of soul rings rose under his feet.
One, two, three.
Two yellow century-old soul rings, one purple thousand-year soul ring, surging soul power in the air, faintly oppressing the noisy father and son.
On the Douluo Continent, only the strong will always be respected.
Among soul masters, the soul ring is the best voice.
Seeing those three soul rings, the boy's father's expression changed drastically.
"Forget it, count us unlucky!"
He hurriedly took his son and walked away quickly.
The man walked to the side of the wooden shed and moved a small stool to sit on. His evil eyes glanced coldly at the teenagers and their families who signed up behind him.
The meaning of danger is very obvious.
After all, the oppression brought by the three soul rings is obvious, but it shows once again how extraordinary this academy is.
A young man who came out randomly had the strength of a soul master!
In the queue, except for a few older people who left, everyone stayed excitedly.
Another boy came to the old man, and his mother confidently threw ten gold soul coins into the wooden box.
The boy obediently stretched out his hand without the old man saying anything.
"Well, exactly 12 years old," the old man squeezed his hand, nodded and said, "release your martial spirit and show me."
The young man nodded, the light green soul power was released, and a century-old soul ring danced around his body.
The aura of this century-old soul ring is obviously not weak. With the appearance of the martial soul, a thick and long vine hovered around his body.
Seeing this scene, Tang Jiulu immediately straightened up. Does this young man have the Ivy Spirit like him?
The old man looked at the martial spirit on his body, shook his head, "Unqualified, you can go."
The boy's mother's confident and proud expression froze in an instant, "You, what are you talking about?"
(End of this chapter)
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