Douluo: Let me loot an airdrop first.

Chapter 24: I, Ning, am determined to stand up for the common people of the world!

Shrek Academy boasts exceptionally talented teachers like Flander and Shao Xin, resulting in a strong faculty. Its rigorous admission criteria ensure a high-quality student body. To illustrate, in Ning Yuanshan's previous life, several professors from Tsinghua and Peking Universities established a school that claimed enrollment guaranteed admission to these institutions, but students had to have an IQ of 200 to gain admission.

Isn't this just a kind of elite private school? The students know who's cut out for it, and the school knows which group to recruit from, right? So what did Shrek Academy do?

In the original story, after the teacher in charge of registration revealed his strength, everyone was suddenly shocked to realize that he was actually a Soul Emperor. A teacher registering students was a Soul Emperor? The villagers were increasingly astonished. Did they come to register without knowing they were attending a prestigious school? Did they not know about Shrek Academy's teaching staff and environment? It seems Shrek Academy didn't emphasize its uniqueness in its advertising.

One uses false advertising to deceive, while the other comes running after hearing just a few words of propaganda. But it's understandable; ordinary people don't have the means to verify the academy's qualifications.

Ning Yuanshan temporarily set aside the question of whether Shrek Academy's poor publicity was due to incompetent staff or a deliberate attempt to swindle money; he simply wanted to meddle in other people's business.

"Please wait a moment, everyone..." A clear, youthful voice stopped the crowd. Ning Yuanshan walked against the flow of people, slowly approaching the old Soul Emperor, and then said loudly, "Your school's recruitment notice did not state that the application fee would not be refunded. We are not wealthy families. It's rather unreasonable for you to just take away ten gold soul coins like this."

The old man was already impatient with the new students, and now he was provoked by a little kid, so his anger surged. He released his martial spirit again and condensed his power into a line, pressing down on Ning Yuanshan.

"Such a powerful aura, is this the Soul Emperor?" Ning Yuanshan felt such a suffocating sense of oppression for the first time. His face turned pale and he involuntarily took a few steps back.

The powerful pressure forced Ning Yuanshan to summon his martial spirit to resist. The two yellow spirit rings indicated that Ning Yuanshan had a martial spirit cultivation level of at least level 20. Obviously, he was likely a freshman who could pass the test.

Ning Yuanshan suppressed his discomfort, staring intently at Dai Mubai, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Do you dare to have a match? If I win, you will refund the registration fee and also compensate everyone for their travel expenses!" The opponent he wanted to compete against was naturally Dai Mubai, who was also at the admissions office. This guy hadn't taken his eyes off Zhu Zhuqing since they arrived, and Ning Yuanshan was somewhat annoyed by his attitude.

Dai Mubai shook his head and stepped forward, saying, "You're already very strong to have a soul power of level 20 or higher at this age. If I remember correctly, you're a support-type soul master, while I'm a level 37 battle soul master. Are you sure you want to fight me?" It's no wonder that Dai Mubai misunderstood Ning Yuanshan's martial soul direction, thinking that the wooden box was something like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. After all, the scene of him pricking Tang San with needles earlier was truly shocking; that was a full attribute recovery!

"You injured my classmate yesterday, and I can't just stand by and do nothing. I'll take this opportunity to learn from your skills..." Ning Yuanshan didn't hesitate at all and immediately summoned a frying pan.

The phantom of a white tiger slowly emerged behind Dai Mubai. He advised again, "Don't blame me if you end up looking like that bald guy. With your strength, getting into school won't be a problem. Why meddle in other people's business?"

Everyone had already voluntarily made way for the open space, since the surrounding area was all wasteland and there was no concern about damaging the houses. Zhu Zhuqing nervously squeezed Ning Yuanshan's hand. She had wanted to mediate the fight, but seeing Ning Yuanshan's serious expression, she remained silent.

The two stood facing each other. Dai Mubai was waiting for Ning Yuanshan to recover from the pressure of the Soul Emperor, while Ning Yuanshan was thinking of a winning strategy.

He wasn't entirely without confidence; the key to defeating Dai Mubai lay in the Dragon Beard Needle he'd acquired yesterday. Ning Yuanshan didn't intend to use hidden weapons in front of Tang San, so he planned to attach the Dragon Beard Needle to a frying pan, essentially enchanting it with armor-piercing magic, thus preventing Tang San from detecting it. Although Ning Yuanshan could easily fabricate a lie, blaming Qi Lao for possessing hidden weapons, he considered the possibility that Tang San might know he had one of the top ten hidden weapon techniques and shamelessly demand it. Should he give it to him or not? What if he refused and then killed someone to steal it?

Dai Mubai's White Tiger Martial Soul had already possessed him. He believed that he didn't need to put in much effort to deal with Ning Yuanshan, a support-type Soul Master. He didn't even use his Soul Skills; he immediately used the move "Black Tiger Predates and Traps the Lamb."

Ning Yuanshan held the cauldron in front of him, aimed at the tiger's claw, and slapped it down. His excellent reflexes were honed from years of honing his skills and fighting spirit.

Dai Mubai could tell that Ning Yuanshan was a trained fighter, with decent adaptability and skills, but his level of skill paled in comparison to Tang San's. In terms of physical prowess alone, Dai Mubai and Tang San were evenly matched, but Dai Mubai had the upper hand against Ning Yuanshan.

After several exchanges, Ning Yuanshan was so shocked by Dai Mubai's immense strength that his hands were in excruciating pain, and he almost lost his grip on the frying pan. At this moment, Dai Mubai was still not using his full strength. He stared at the frying pan in Ning Yuanshan's hand, somewhat astonished that there was such an indestructible pan in the world.

"No, I have to take the initiative." Ning Yuanshan seized the opportunity and used the momentum of Dai Mubai's attack to retreat. While retreating, he quickly took out a syringe and injected a whole tube of adrenaline into his body.

With the amplification effect taking effect, Ning Yuanshan felt an inexhaustible amount of energy throughout his body, and his five senses became more acute. He swung his arms in circles like windmills, making the frying pan impervious to water, while simultaneously hiding behind the layers of pans and quickly closing in.

At the same time, Dai Mubai crossed his arms in front of him, confidently preparing to block the attack head-on. Why not dodge? Because he wasn't afraid! He didn't believe Ning Yuanshan's attack could break through his defenses, but unfortunately, things didn't go as planned…

Dai Mubai's eyes flashed with surprise again. Ning Yuanshan's attack power had increased so much after he was given medicine. He felt as if the soul power barrier covering his hands was being pricked by needles, and it became riddled with holes as he swung the frying pan.

Dai Mubai was still careless. He thought that he didn't need to go all out to deal with Ning Yuanshan. Yesterday, when he saw Ning Yuanshan take out a syringe, he guessed that Ning Yuanshan was a support-type Soul Master. Today, when he saw Ning Yuanshan take out a frying pan and didn't use any Soul Skills, this impression was reinforced.

Therefore, Dai Mubai confronted Ning Yuanshan head-on from beginning to end, without even using his second soul skill, "White Tiger Blazing Light Wave," to wear him down from a distance. However, as the number of collisions increased, he gradually discovered that his soul power was becoming increasingly stagnant and unstable.

"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!" The third soul ring lit up, and Dai Mubai's body swelled up again. His strong muscles were revealed from under his torn clothes, and his skin was covered with the colorful stripes of a tiger's skin, making him look exactly like a ferocious tiger.

"What's going on? Why is Xiaobai using his third spirit ring?" The dragon whisker needle was even thinner than a hair, and outsiders couldn't tell that Dai Mubai's protective aura had been pierced.

After using his second soul skill, Ning Yuanshan's soul power surged wildly, but the soul power consumed by the Dragon Beard Needle was even greater. He dared not waste any soul power, so he held a frying pan in each hand and swung them out. He then strode forward, one hand forming a claw with the main spike of the Dragon Beard Needle attached, while the other hand's storage ring had already gathered impact energy.

The White Tiger Vajra Transformation can last for half an hour, while Ning Yuanshan's amplification only lasts for fifteen minutes. He must end the battle as soon as possible.

Fortunately, the White Tiger Geng Metal is associated with killing and destruction, and Dai Mubai, with his powerful offensive martial soul, could not back down. The two collided fiercely, and the explosion was terrifying to hear.

A gust of air whipped up a cloud of dust, and then a figure was sent flying backward. "It was actually Dai Mubai?" Everyone present was shocked and pale.

"I won by chance using external means!" Ning Yuanshan cupped his hands slightly and helped Dai Mubai up from the ground. At this moment, he had exhausted a lot of soul power and could not use his second soul skill to give people acupuncture.

"A win is a win, I'll pay for their money..." The landlord was indeed arrogant, and Dai Mubai didn't take it to heart at all. He was pondering that Ning Yuanshan's last punch was the power of the soul bone, and that the frying pan might have been made by a master craftsman. These were the external objects Ning Yuanshan mentioned, but he never expected that the frying pan that broke through his defenses with his qi was also attached to external objects.