dmims Chapter 6: If strength speaks for itself, do you have the strength?
Chapter 6: If strength speaks for itself, do you have the strength?
Le Zhengyu's words won over many more people.
After all... not everyone is a genius.
Most of the parents who brought their children to register were well aware of their children's academic level.
If Shrek Academy only accepts monsters, then my child probably wouldn't meet the standards.
But they still came, hoping against hope.
What if? What if the standards are lowered this year? What if the teacher makes a mistake?
But now, the academy across the street says it doesn't select geniuses, but trains ordinary people into monsters.
This statement resonated with many people.
"Yes, my child isn't a genius, but he works very hard."
"Exactly! Why only accept monsters? Aren't ordinary people worthy of attending the Soul Master Academy?"
The murmurs shifted again to the other side of the street.
Li Yusong stared at Le Zhengyu with hostility, cursing under his breath.
"A quick-witted brat."
He had to admit that the blond kid was indeed quite eloquent.
The phrase "low-in, high-out; high-in, high-quality out" completely overshadows their own philosophy of "only accepting monsters."
Moreover… Li Yusong looked at his side and saw Oscar standing there, dumbfounded.
Why is there not a single eloquent person in my own college?
Li Yusong felt aggrieved, but he didn't show it on his face. He snorted coldly and was about to retort.
A figure stepped forward.
Dancing in the sky.
He had been standing behind Le Zhengyu the whole time, without saying a word, but now he took a step forward and walked up to Li Yusong.
Li Yusong frowned and looked the young man in front of him up and down. He looked to be under thirty years old.
"Not even thirty years old..."
Li Yusong quickly made a mental estimate.
"At this age, if you have good talent, you'll probably be around the fourth or fifth ring." (Qin Ming, a genius, broke through to level 60 at the age of thirty-four)
He wasn't flustered. He was a six-ring Soul Emperor, and in the territory of Soto City, there were very few people who could defeat him.
As soon as Wu Changkong stepped forward, everyone's attention was drawn to him.
It wasn't just because of his movements, but also because of his appearance.
Xiao Wu's eyes lit up immediately.
"Wow—Third Brother, look!"
She tugged at Tang San's sleeve and whispered.
"That blue-haired guy is so handsome! And the blond one next to him is good-looking too! Everyone in this college is so good-looking!"
Tang San didn't reply. His gaze fell on Wu Changkong, his brows furrowed slightly, and a sense of crisis welled up in his heart.
He actually attracted Xiao Wu's attention, which means he's doomed!
"Third Brother, do you think Shrek Academy only admits good-looking students?"
Xiao Wu was still sighing.
"How come they're all so good-looking?"
Tang San's lips twitched. What if Xiao Wu...?
Tang San took a deep breath, suppressed the thought, and refocused his gaze on Wu Changkong.
Li Yusong looked at Wu Changkong standing in front of him, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
"What, you want to speak too?"
Li Yusong's tone was somewhat disdainful.
"Or are you trying to cause me trouble?"
Wu Changkong looked at him, his calm eyes showing no emotion.
"I do not agree with your college's viewpoint."
"We only accept monsters, not ordinary people."
Wu Changkong shook his head slightly.
Li Yusong's face darkened.
"you--"
Wu Changkong did not give him a chance to speak.
"I am also an admissions officer for this college."
He paused, his eyes fixed on Li Yusong.
"Since you've demonstrated your abilities, I should do the same."
The voice just fell.
Beneath Wu Changkong's feet, rings of spirit rings slowly rose.
Two yellows, two purples, and three blacks.
With seven spirit rings, he was clearly a seven-ring Soul Saint!
The parents stared wide-eyed, unable to utter a single word.
Tang San's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart skipped a beat.
A seven-ring Soul Saint, and this person looks so young...
This person's talent... is terrifying.
Xiao Wu was also stunned, her big eyes wide open, and it took her a long time to stammer out a sentence.
"Seven...seven spirit rings? And three of them are black?!"
Li Yusong froze on the spot.
His hand holding the long staff trembled slightly. His eyes were wide as he stared intently at the seven spirit rings at Wu Changkong's feet. His lips trembled several times before he managed to squeeze out a few words.
"How is that possible..."
Li Yusong, having cultivated for most of his life, was over sixty years old when he finally reached the sixth-ring Soul Emperor realm.
The young man in front of them, who looked to be under thirty, was actually a seventh-ring Soul Saint.
And those three black, ten-thousand-year-old spirit rings...
What kind of monster is this?
Li Yusong's mind was in complete chaos.
Wu Changkong released not only spirit rings, but also a terrifying aura belonging to the level of a Soul Saint.
The overwhelming aura pressed down on him, and although it wasn't specifically targeted at anyone, Li Yusong, who was standing in front of him, felt it most acutely.
She felt fear when she faced the man in front of her.
"you……"
Li Yusong's voice was somewhat hoarse.
"Who exactly are you?"
Wu Changkong did not answer. He put away his soul ring, and the oppressive feeling dissipated.
"Those who have registered, you can begin."
Wu Changkong turned around and walked back to his seat, leaving behind these words before not looking at Li Yusong again.
Le Zhengyu smiled and nodded, addressing the parents and children who were still in a daze.
"Everyone, please line up to register. It costs one copper soul coin. Passing the test will grant you admission."
This time, no one hesitated.
The parents seemed to have been put on a whim, and they all rushed to the other side of the street.
"I'm signing up!"
"My child signed up too!"
"This is the registration fee, one copper soul coin! Here you go!"
The fat woman was the first to rush forward, clutching a copper soul coin in her hand, her face beaming with joy.
The boy next to her jumped up and down excitedly, shouting, "I'm going to be a monster! I'm going to be a monster!"
Other parents were not to be outdone, and rushed over, afraid that all the spots would be taken.
Li Yusong stood there, watching this scene, his face ashen.
His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
What can I say?
They are genuine Soul Saints, what do I have to compare with them?
In terms of strength? We can't compete.
In terms of concepts? We can't compete.
Comparing fees? They can't compete at all.
Li Yusong took a deep breath, turned around and walked back to his seat, plopped down, closed his eyes, and stopped looking at the person opposite him.
Right now, the only teacher in the academy who's truly capable is Zhao Wuji; Dean Flander hasn't returned yet.
"Oscars".
Li Yusong spoke in a deep voice.
"Teacher, I'm here."
Oscar was stunned when he saw Wu Changkong's strength; the Shrek Academy on the other side really was powerful.
"Go and call Teacher Zhao over."
Li Yusong knew that he couldn't handle the matter himself, so he had to call on Zhao Wuji, the best fighter in the academy.
"Xiao Wu, let's go, let's go register too."
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu beside him and said, "Clearly, it was Shrek Academy, where Wu Changkong was, that Yu Xiaogang sent me here."