area51novel Chapter 7: Tang 3: I will attack in my strongest form!
Chapter 7: Tang 3: I will attack in my strongest form!
In the middle of the line, a girl stood quietly, somewhat out of place with the noisy surroundings.
She wore a simple white dress, and beneath her neat, short hair was a delicate face with supple skin and a noble air. She was none other than Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. She had run away from home to come here secretly for fun. She had originally planned to join that dilapidated academy, but after looking around, she chose to join the group with more people.
Further up in the queue, another girl was also quietly waiting in line.
She had long black hair cascading over her shoulders, fair skin, and delicate features. What was most striking was her extremely voluptuous and curvaceous figure, which was beyond her years and could not be concealed even when she was wearing relatively loose-fitting clothes.
It was Zhu Zhuqing. Her face was expressionless, and she looked cold and indifferent, like an iceberg.
After Wu Changkong unleashed that terrifying soul ring configuration, Zhu Zhuqing knew which academy she had to join. She wanted to become stronger and break free from her destiny.
She followed the group, moving forward step by step.
Le Zhengyu stood at the registration desk, holding a pen and paper, with a perfectly timed smile on his face.
"Please don't push, one at a time."
He glanced at the long queue and silently counted in his mind: sixty-three people.
"Parents and students who have registered, please follow me inside to participate in the first round of testing."
After Le Zhengyu finished speaking, he led the first batch of registered people into the academy gate.
Tang San and Xiao Wu stood in the middle of the line and walked in with the flow of people.
After entering the gate, there is a small courtyard with several tables and chairs, and several transparent crystal balls on the tables.
Le Zhengyu walked to a table and pointed to the crystal ball on it.
"The first round is a soul power test. Simply place your hand on the crystal ball and input your soul power."
He paused, then added with a smile.
"Don't worry, no matter what level your soul power is, as long as you pass the subsequent assessment, you can enroll. This test is just for recording data."
The first one to step forward was a boy of about ten years old, with dark skin and a kind and honest appearance.
He nervously placed his hand on the crystal ball.
The crystal ball lit up with a faint white light.
"Level 14".
Le Zhengyu read out the numbers and wrote them down on a piece of paper.
"Good, next one."
The second one was a girl with two little braids, who timidly placed her hand on it.
Level 15.
The third.
Level 13.
...
Tang San stood to the side watching, his brows slightly furrowed.
These people's soul power levels... are mostly around level 14 or 15, with the occasional level 17 or 18 considered relatively high.
"Can these people also get into Shrek Academy?"
Tang San had some doubts.
Although Yue Zhengyu said from the beginning that the academy's philosophy was to train ordinary people into monsters.
But Tang San felt that even so, there should be a basic standard, right? You can't just accept anyone.
He glanced in the direction of the college on his left.
The standard of "only accepting monsters" actually has its reasons.
How can the teaching pace be kept consistent when geniuses and ordinary people are mixed together?
Teachers have limited time and energy. If too much time is spent on students with average talent, those students with real potential will be held back.
Tang San thought to himself silently that he had been considered a "useless martial soul" since childhood, and Blue Silver Grass was practically equivalent to trash in this world.
But through his own efforts and the guidance of the master, he managed to raise his soul power to level 29, and he was still young.
If I were to join that academy that "only accepts monsters," I would be considered qualified.
It could even be described as excellent.
"Only by proving yourself in an academy full of monsters can you truly prove your worth."
Tang San thought to himself.
However... since he was already there, he couldn't just turn around and leave.
Tang San glanced at Wu Changkong and Le Zhengyu, still holding a glimmer of hope. Perhaps the academy would conduct further screening in the subsequent assessments? Or perhaps they would divide students into classes and single out those with exceptional talent?
"Next."
Le Zhengyu's voice pulled Tang San back from his thoughts.
One by one, the people in front of him finished their tests, and soon it was Tang San's turn.
Tang San stepped forward and placed his palm on the crystal ball.
Input soul power.
The crystal ball suddenly lit up, filling the entire sphere almost instantly, its brightness almost blinding.
"Level 29."
His voice wasn't loud, but everyone around him heard it.
The once noisy courtyard fell silent for a moment, then erupted in a gasp of surprise.
"Level 29? Did I hear that right?"
"The highest level just now was only level 18, right? This one's already level 29?"
"This boy doesn't look very old, how come he's so amazing?"
The parents and children all looked at Tang San, their eyes filled with surprise and envy.
Tang San's face remained expressionless, but he was somewhat smug inside.
At level 29, he's at the top level anywhere, especially among those at levels 14 or 15, his level is almost double that of the others.
This feeling of being superior... isn't bad.
Le Zhengyu wrote down Tang San's level on the paper, looked up at him, and smiled slightly.
"Good, next one."
Xiao Wu skipped and hopped forward, placing her hand on the crystal ball.
The light shone again.
"Another level 29?"
"Are they working together? That's incredible!"
Both of them are level 29. This should attract everyone's attention, right?
He subconsciously glanced at Wu Changkong, who was standing not far away.
The Soul Saint with long, lake-blue hair remained expressionless, as if reaching level twenty-nine at this age meant nothing to him.
Tang San glanced at the people still in line, and that feeling of superiority returned to him.
At that moment, across the street, Li Yusong sat at his door, his face gloomy.
There was nothing in front of him.
There were no parents, no students, not even anyone to watch the spectacle.
Everyone ran to the other side.
He had planned to do what he always did: sit at the entrance and lazily call out, "Registration fee: ten gold soul coins. Take it or leave it."
Then the parents would obediently line up to pay. If someone wasn't talented enough, he would coldly turn them away but leave the money. If someone was talented, they would pass the test.
This has been done every year, and it has worked quite well.
But today...
Li Yusong glanced at the massive crowd opposite him and his lips twitched.
He failed to put on a show and instead became a clown.
What worried him even more was that he had just seen two level 29 players sign up for the opposing side, and they didn't look very old. These monsters had actually joined the other side, and the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had also joined the opposing side.
This time, the academy has truly suffered a heavy loss.
The test ended quickly, and many people's eyes fell on Tang San and Xiao Wu, since both of them were level 29, which was among the strongest in the group.
Tang San's lips curled up slightly. Next, he would enter this academy in a high-profile manner, enjoying all the best resources for training!