Chapter 240
Dai Mubai: Chase after me and kill me?
Deep within Shrek Academy, in a simple open space surrounded by farmhouses, lies the legendary fourth trial ground.
Dai Mubai suppressed the remaining shame and indignation in his heart, tried his best to maintain his senior's dignity, and led Tang San and Xiao Wu to the center of the field.
Pointing to a middle-aged man sitting not far away on a dilapidated wooden chair, his physique exceptionally robust and imposing, like a lurking beast, he introduced him with a barely perceptible hint of tension in his voice:
"This is our Shrek Academy's Vice Dean, Immovable King, Teacher Zhao Wuji. Teacher Zhao, these two are new students, Tang San and Xiao Wu, both twelve years old and level twenty-nine Great Soul Masters."
Zhao Wuji was dozing off with his eyes half-closed when he heard this. He lazily raised his eyelids and his copper bell-like eyes swept over Tang San and Xiao Wu.
His gaze was like real sandpaper scraping against the skin, carrying a tyrannical and oppressive force.
He nodded slightly and said in a deep, muffled voice:
"Oh? Level 29? Not bad. Mu Bai, you have a good eye for talent."
Dai Mubai forced a smile.
"Thank you for the compliment, Teacher Zhao."
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally managing to salvage some of the face he had lost yesterday in front of Zhao Wuji.
However, his slightly relaxed mood was completely shattered in the next second.
"Old Zhao! Old Zhao!!"
Li Yusong's voice, sharp and distorted with extreme excitement, roared from afar like a broken gong, instantly shattering the tranquility of the venue.
Li Yusong practically tumbled and crawled over, his usual lazy and aloof demeanor completely gone, replaced by a distorted expression on his face that was a mixture of ecstasy, horror, and a hint of fear.
Behind him were three young men.
A girl with short, delicate hair, a refined temperament, and a sense of curiosity and exploration.
A beautiful young woman in black with a cool and aloof demeanor.
A little ahead of them stood a tall, handsome young man with a calm demeanor that seemed to hold the vastness of the universe within him.
On Lin Xia's shoulder, a strange little beast covered in peculiar dark gray armor and with a tail like sharp steel bones was perched, curiously looking around with its small, metallic eyes.
Zhao Wuji frowned, then said helplessly:
"Old Li! What are you yelling about? You're not going to collect the registration fee? Are you here to mourn your loss?"
"What... what kind of registration fee are you talking about!"
Li Yusong rushed to Zhao Wuji, panting heavily as he ran, but the light in his eyes was frighteningly bright. He pointed at Lin Xia and Zhu Zhuqing with trembling hands, his voice rising to almost a scream due to excitement.
"Monster! A real monster! Zhao Wuji! Look at this! He's... twelve years old! Twelve-year-old bone age! Soul power... level fifty-eight! A level fifty-eight Soul King!!!"
Li Yusong practically roared it out, spitting all over Zhao Wuji's face.
"And her! The little girl next to her! Eleven years old! Level 33! Soul Master! My God! I, Li Yusong, have lived most of my life, and today I've truly seen it all! I've seen it all!!"
boom--!
Li Yusong's words were like a thunderbolt from the heavens, striking this small open space without warning!
The air seemed to freeze instantly.
Zhao Wuji's rough face, which had been showing impatience and laziness, froze the moment he heard the words "twelve years old," "level fifty-eight," and "Soul King." All his expressions were frozen.
His copper bell-like eyes widened to their limit, almost popping out of their sockets, filled with utter bewilderment, absurdity, and a blankness as if he had been overwhelmed by a deluge of information.
His massive, mountain-like body suddenly sprang to his feet from the broken wooden chair! The movement was so forceful that the gust of wind it generated even caused the already rickety chair to stumble. "Bullshit!!!"
Zhao Wuji's roar was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, making the entire open space buzz and even the thatched roofs of the nearby farmhouses seemed to tremble.
"Old Li! Did you drink some fake alcohol yesterday and burn your brain out?! Twelve years old and level 58?! Do you think I'm stupid?! There's never been anything like this since the beginning of Douluo Continent! Tell me! Did some blind bastard use a soul tool to mess with you?!"
Seeing Zhao Wuji's reaction, Li Yu rolled his eyes.
"Zhao Wuji, you brute! I... I used my Soul Emperor cultivation to check it repeatedly! It's real! Absolutely true! If you don't believe me... test it yourself!!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji also looked at Lin Xia. No matter how you looked at him, he was a young man with outstanding temperament but slightly thin. How could he look like a level 58 Soul King?
"Kid!!"
Zhao Wuji's tone was full of disbelief.
"Old Li said you were twelve years old and at level fifty-eight? Tell me, did you use some kind of trick?!"
Faced with Zhao Wuji's questioning and his ferocious aura that could break an ordinary Great Soul Master, Lin Xia didn't even raise an eyebrow.
Sensing an unfriendly presence, the Tyranitar on his shoulder slightly raised its small head covered in steel armor, emitting a low and dangerous "Ban~" sound in its throat, its dark golden pupils locking onto Zhao Wuji.
Lin Xia gently patted Bangilas's head to soothe it, then met Zhao Wuji's gaze with a faint, yet slightly amused, smile.
Lin Xia's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the noise caused by Zhao Wuji's roar and reached the ears of everyone present.
"Whether it is or not, why don't you verify it yourself and you'll know?"
Lin Xia's calmness created an almost eerie contrast with Zhao Wuji's rage.
This composure not only paused Zhao Wuji's anger, but also made Dai Mubai, who was standing next to him, tremble violently. A chill instantly ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
It's him!
It's really him!
Lin Xia, the city lord of Gengjin City!
He actually came!
And Zhu Zhuqing was with him!
What are they doing here? It's difficult.
Do you really want to repeat yesterday's humiliation at Shrek Academy?!
Dai Mubai's face was deathly pale, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh. The fear of being ruthlessly crushed yesterday and the deep-seated shame surged back, causing his body to tremble involuntarily.
Looking at Lin Xia's calm face, he seemed to see again those cold eyes from yesterday, eyes that could see through all his pretenses.
All he wanted to do at that moment was to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, or to escape this place immediately.
Tang San and Xiao Wu were both in a state of great shock.
Tang San's brain was working at lightning speed.
"A level 58 Soul King at the age of twelve? How is that possible? Even with the Mysterious Heaven Technique, there's absolutely no way I could reach that level at twelve! The City Lord of Gengjin City... just who is he?!"
The immense disparity in strength brought a sense of oppression and an indescribable feeling of defeat that lingered in his mind.
Xiao Wu stared wide-eyed, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Lin Xia and Zhu Zhuqing, filled with disbelief.
Suddenly, her gaze was drawn to the small beast perched quietly on Lin Xia's shoulder, which exuded a unique metallic sheen and a dangerous aura. (End of Chapter)