Douluo: After being rejected, bombard Shrek

Chapter 1 First admission?

Douluo Continent, Balak Kingdom.

At the entrance of a village that is almost not under the supervision of Wuhun Palace and has about a few hundred households, today, although the sun is shining brightly and makes people feel a burning sensation on their skin, there is a long queue at this time. Team.

Among the teams, there were basically two adults and an eleven or twelve-year-old child, who seemed to be signing up somewhere.

At the entrance of the village, there are some shabby-looking tables. Behind the table, an old man who looks to be in his 60s is sitting. On the dilapidated arch, there is an equally shabby, tattered to be precise. plaque.

Engraved on it are some blurry but still legible five words, Shrek Academy.

"Good guy, it's better to see it than to hear it a hundred times."

"This Shrek Academy is actually much more shabby than I imagined when I read the novel."

Among the team, there was a young man who was putting his palms on his forehead to block the light from the scorching sun in the sky. He looked at the broken door in front of him and complained.

"I guess grandma is going crazy looking for me now."

When he thought about leaving a note to his grandma before leaving, Meng Yi's face showed a look of melancholy that was inappropriate for his age.

"Did you make a mistake?!"

"Is this really a soul master academy?!"

"Or is it the Soul Master Academy that claims that graduates can become Viscount of the Empire?!"

While Meng Yi was waiting boredly, familiar lines sounded from the front of the team.

I saw a boy about 12 years old, looking at Shrek's extremely shabby door, saying something weird.

After listening to the young man's words, the father standing next to him also said a little unconfidently, "It should be right, after all, it was said by the people from Wuhun Palace, but this academy is indeed too shabby."

It’s not surprising that they would have such thoughts. After all, if it weren’t for the fact that he was a time traveler and had read the original work, Meng Yi would never believe that there were two Soul Saint-level souls hiding in such a shabby academy. division.

You know, in the Balak Kingdom, there are very few intermediate soul master academies that can have soul saint-level deans. In this remote and small kingdom, soul emperors are extremely rare.

The words of the two passers-by did not attract Meng Yi's attention. Instead, he turned his attention to the girl in a pink dress and a boy in a blue vest standing in front of the team.

"Dog Tang San!"

Looking at those two figures, Meng Yi couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Meng Yi, who had watched the first three Douluo movies, didn't have the slightest fondness for people like Tang San.

The presence of medicine dust in the Endless Fire Realm and the absence of Yu Xiaogang in the God Realm are the best satire on Tang San's character at this time.

However, although he didn't like Tang San in his heart, he was not a messenger of justice, and it was absolutely impossible for Meng Yi to have the ambition to wipe out injustice in the world.

As long as Tang San didn't provoke him, Meng Yi would naturally not bother to proactively provoke him.

If it weren't for his broken system, Meng Yi wouldn't have come here and lived with his grandma on the island. I don't know how comfortable he would be.

Yes, as a time traveler, things like the system are naturally a standard feature. If it weren't for the system's sign-in requirement that he come here, Meng Yi would never have come all the way to suffer.

"Sorry, the registration fee is non-refundable."

"Why?!"

"Why?! Can you rely on strength?!"

A sudden burst of noise interrupted Meng Yi's thoughts. However, as soon as Meng Yi heard the noise, he knew that the source of the noise should be the father and son who asked for a refund of the registration fee because they were not selected in the original work.

What a pity, even if you give the other party a Soul Emperor and a Soul Lord?

Except for the old man sitting behind the table, the sturdy man next to him should be Dai Mubai.

Looking at Dai Mubai next to the old man, Meng Yi couldn't help but feel contempt in his heart. Just because of the succession system of the Star Luo Empire, he fled to Shrek Academy and fell so low that he didn't even think about fighting. What a shame. coward.

I indulge in women every day, and I still have the face to go to Zhu Zhuqing.

Meng Yi naturally looked down upon this kind of behavior. If there was a chance, he would have to find a way to get Zhu Zhuqing out of the sea of ​​misery.

Under the suppression of the old man's Soul Emperor-level cultivation, the father and son had no choice but to leave sadly. There was no other way, Soul Emperor...

Although he is not a top-notch cultivation level, he is still considered a strong person in this small Balak Kingdom.

However, looking at the proud look on Dai Mubai's face, Meng Yi felt a wave of contempt in his heart. He was already a coward who ran away, and he didn't know where he got the sense of superiority to look down at these people who came to sign up.

With this father and son's lesson learned, many people who did not meet the conditions simply took their children and left. After all, the registration fee was not cheap.

Because most people had left, the length of the team was greatly reduced, and soon they arrived at Meng Yi.

In front of Meng Yi, there were two very outstanding-looking girls.

The one covered in jewels must be Ning Rongrong, and the aloof girl in black clothes next to her must be Zhu Zhuqing.

"Yes, but Xiaonizi, if you come out, will your family know?"

"whee."

Ning Rongrong did not choose to answer the old man's question. He just smiled and walked into Shrek Academy.

After Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing entered the academy, it was Meng Yi's turn to take the test.

"Hand out."

Listening to the old man's words, Meng Yi stretched out his right hand and asked the other man to test his bone age.

After groping for a while, the old man said, "Yes, he is just 12 years old. You know the rules of the test. Release your own martial spirit."

"it is good."

Meng Yi did not withdraw his right hand, but turned it upwards, silently chanting in his heart, "Martial spirit, appear!"

Then, dots of green light emerged, condensing into the shape of a tree on Meng Yi's right hand.

Behind Meng Yi, two bright yellow century-old soul rings also appeared.

"Level 28 soul power, not bad."

"But, is your martial spirit just an ordinary tree?"

A trace of surprise flashed through the old man's cloudy eyes, and he couldn't help but lean forward and asked.

"Tree?"

"Isn't this the most common plant martial spirit?"

After listening to the old man's words, the children in the queue behind Meng Yi started talking.

After all, although a tree is better than a martial spirit like Blue Silver Grass, they are all useless martial spirits. It's just a matter of comparing who is worse.

"Yes, this is indeed a tree, but..."

Meng Yi looked at the old man and planned to explain.

(End of this chapter)