Eight years later.
Douluo Continent, within the Tiandou Empire, Soto City of Balak Kingdom.
A figure walks along the bustling street, and the people passing by can't help but cast a surprised look at it.
It was a woman wearing a long black gauze dress. She was tall and about 1.7 meters tall. Her skin was as smooth and fair as mutton-fat white jade, which became even more translucent and dazzling under the sunlight. Her exquisite workmanship could be described as uncanny. The facial features created complement each other, creating a stunning look that stuns everyone on the street.
It's just the indifference and coldness between his brows that makes people dare to watch and admire from a distance.
There was also a cat with white fur but a hint of pink lying on the woman's shoulder, and it was taking a nap lazily.
This person is none other than Tang Qingxi. She left Wuhun Hall two years ago and went out to practice.
"Sister Rou, are you still used to the white night civet's body?" Tang Qingxi walked leisurely on the street and stretched out his fingertips to play with the white cat's front paws.
The white cat Ah Rou gently pressed her fingertips with its flesh pad. The cat's mouth opened slightly and whispered in Tang Qingxi's ear: "It's not bad, although I still want to be a rabbit."
Tang Qingxi couldn't help but ask: "You have been a rabbit for a hundred thousand years, aren't you tired of it?"
"Of course not." The white cat Arou kicked her paws and lay comfortably on Tang Qingxi's shoulders, "Will Xiao Wu really come to Shrek Academy? That academy is really..."
Shrek Academy, the most famous soul master academy in Soto City, once claimed that students who entered the academy could become imperial viscounts upon graduation.
Of course, this is not a lie, but in the twenty years since the college was established, only fourteen students have successfully graduated.
And the average number of students it can recruit each year is only two or three.
Shrek Academy's admission standards are extremely high, requiring those under the age of thirteen to have a soul power of level 20 or above. Moreover, this is only the standard for passing the registration, and it does not mean that they can be admitted.
The students this college wants to recruit are truly talented people.
It seemed like the academy was quite powerful, but White Cat's impression of Shrek was not very good.
There are few students and insufficient tuition income, which makes this college look extremely poor, and the dean is also extremely stingy.
Tang Qingxi came to this college two years ago, and then including her, there were only four students in total, and there were many more teachers than students.
Now is the enrollment season again, and I don’t know how many people can be admitted this time.
"Don't worry, according to the information I learned, she will definitely come to Shrek. Maybe she has arrived at this time." Tang Qingxi smoothed the white cat's back hair, "This academy is not very good, but there is me."
Then she quickened her pace.
Soon, Tang Qingxi left the south gate of Sotuo City, headed south along the official road, and finally stopped at the entrance of a village.
There was a table placed at the entrance of the village, with an old man in his sixties sitting behind it.
A tattered plaque hung on the wooden arch at the entrance of the village, with five characters engraved on it - Shrek Academy.
That's right, this is the gate of Shrek Academy.
At this time, many young men and women gathered at the door, as well as many accompanying parents.
Tang Qingxi's eyes wandered around the crowd, and when he found the figure he was looking for, he said to the white cat, "Look, it's really here."
A pair of boys and girls stood together. The boy was dressed simply, wearing only a light blue suit. He looked about twelve or thirteen years old, but he was about 1.7 meters tall.
His appearance is not handsome, but he always has a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, giving people a feeling of being approachable.
The girl next to him had long, smooth black hair combed into neat scorpion braids, hanging down to her calves. He is half an inch taller than the boy and wears a pink coat and trousers. She looks extremely beautiful and a bit delicate.
This girl was Xiao Wu that Tang Qingxi was paying attention to. She was lining up obediently in the queue with the boys she was traveling with, looking curiously at the registration status at the front of the queue.
The old man sitting behind the desk who was responsible for accepting registrations looked lazy.
A teenager came to the desk to sign up.
The old man said lazily: "The registration fee is ten gold soul coins, just put it in the box."
The young man's accompanying father hurriedly took out the gold soul coins and put them into a box made of several wooden boards.
"Stretch out a hand." The old man said to the young man.
The young man reached out his hand, and the old man squeezed his hand twice and shook his head: "You are not suitable for your age, you can leave."
The young man was stunned and turned to look helplessly at his father.
His father hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "Teacher, my son is just over thirteen years old. Can you please be accommodating?"
"Didn't you understand the rules of the academy before coming here? This place only admits children under the age of thirteen, and they must have a soul power of level 20 or above. Your child seems to have failed both of these requirements." Tang Qingxi said loudly.
As he said that, he walked more and more people and came to the old man's table.
"Who are you? Why did you meet the standard?" The young father couldn't help but angrily said, "You look over thirteen years old, right?"
When the old man saw Tang Qingxi, his eyes lit up, but he didn't say anything.
Tang Qingxi looked at the young father with a smile: "Yes, I am fourteen this year."
"Then what are you talking about? You can't get in anyway?" The young man said angrily.
It doesn't matter if it was rejected by the college teacher. What should the applicants who also failed to meet the standard say anything?
Tang Qingxi glanced at him, turned around and walked in: "I enrolled in school two years ago."
"Uh..." The father and son suddenly didn't know what to say.
"Refund our registration fee! We won't enter such a shabby school!" The young father didn't want to care about Tang Qingxi, so he gritted his teeth and said to the old man.
The old man was also unceremonious: "Once you sign up, it will not be refunded."
"You are trying to cheat money!" the young father said, slapping his hand on the desk and showing his martial arts spirit, "Refund the money, or we won't leave."
But the next moment, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he was suppressed by a monstrous murderous intention, which forced him to bend his knees and kneel directly on the ground, and a cold sweat quickly appeared on his back.
Tang Qingxi turned around and looked at the young father coldly: "Is this where you are making trouble?"
After saying that, she casually threw 10 gold soul coins in the past. The rules set by Flanders were really getting more and more deceptive. Even this little money was a trap. Didn't she give the college a large sum of gold soul coins?
Didn't you make the registration requirements clear? Next time, put a registration requirement sign at the door for him.
"Let's go, let's go now." The young man's father's face was full of fear, as if he felt a fatal danger, he pulled the young man and ran away in a hurry.
"If you don't meet the registration requirements, leave as soon as possible and don't make any noise at the door. There will be no refund for the next one!" Tang Qingxi glanced at everyone before continuing to walk inside.
A tall man came to Tang Qingxi's side. He was handsome, with long golden hair flowing straight down his back. What was even more striking was that he actually had twin pupils in his eyes.
He directly activated his soul power and released the soul ring. For two hundred years and one thousand years, the surging soul power produced invisible pressure in the air, and the cold light flashed in his evil eyes, silently frightening many applicants.
The old man also spoke coldly at this time: "Shrek is a kind of monster, and the meaning of our academy is Monster Academy. In other words, only monsters are accepted here. Those who are over thirteen years old and whose soul power has not reached level 21 or above, No need to waste time here!"
