LRAB Chapter 6 Dai Mubai is going crazy
Chapter 6 Dai Mubai is going crazy
Tang San glanced thoughtfully at Zhu Zhuqing's retreating figure, then at Dai Mubai, whose expression was as complicated as if he had just eaten a bitter melon.
"Let's go, let's register." Tang San patted Ye Chen on the shoulder.
First stage: Age under thirteen, soul power level 21 or above.
The examiner was an old man wearing glasses, sitting expressionlessly behind a table with a crystal ball for testing soul power in front of him.
"One at a time."
As a current student, Dai Mubai stood aside, responsible for guiding the new students. He maintained a distance of more than three meters from Ye Chen, watching Ye Chen's every move vigilantly throughout.
"Boss Dai, why are you walking so far away?" Ye Chen called out from behind.
"Shut up! Stay away from me!" Dai Mubai didn't even turn his head, and quickened his pace.
Xiao Wu secretly asked Tang San, "What's wrong with Brother Chen today? He seems especially...clingy."
Tang San glanced at Ye Chen, then shook his head thoughtfully.
When it was Ye Chen's and his two companions' turn to be tested, the crystal balls lit up one by one.
Tang San: Age qualified, level 29.
Xiao Wu: Age qualified, level 29.
Ye Chen: Age qualified, level 29.
All passed.
Li Yusong nodded and stamped the form expressionlessly: "Next stage."
Dai Mubai led the three of them deeper into the academy, maintaining a safe distance from Ye Chen throughout.
Ye Chen chased after him, calling out, "Boss Dai, slow down! I can't keep up!"
"If you can't keep up, then don't!"
"But you're my senior, I have to learn from you!"
"Keeping your distance from me is the best way to learn!"
The two disappeared along the tree-lined path, bickering noisily, one after the other.
Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance and sighed at the same time.
"Let's go," Tang San said.
"Hmm." Xiao Wu nodded, then added, "But... Brother Ye Chen is acting really strange today."
Tang San did not answer.
He was thinking about something else: just how many people's power could Ye Chen's Martial Soul Enhancement Device collect?
If even Dai Mubai can collect them...
What about the future?
This martial spirit is simply too terrifying.
Dai Mubai led the group to the second test site—a spacious training ground.
There was already one person standing inside.
It was a girl, about twelve years old, dressed in a gorgeous long dress. Her hair reached her waist, and her face was as delicate as a porcelain doll. She had an elegant and composed demeanor and held a seven-colored pagoda in her hands. The pagoda slowly rotated in her palm, emitting a soft light.
Ning Rongrong. The little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"Another newcomer?" Ning Rongrong curiously sized up Ye Chen and the other two, her gaze lingering on Xiao Wu for a moment before shifting to Ye Chen. A slight smile played on her lips. "She's not bad looking."
[New target discovered: Ning Rongrong. Martial Soul: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Energy can be collected. Current progress: 0%.]
Ye Chen nodded politely in acknowledgment, but did not pounce on him as he had with Dai Mubai.
Ning Rongrong and Dai Mubai are different.
Dai Mubai is a rough guy, so hugging and cuddling is nothing to him.
Ning Rongrong is the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Rushing up to her and putting your arm around her shoulder would only backfire.
Different goals require different strategies.
The second challenge was a soul power test. After the four people completed the test, they skipped directly to the fourth challenge.
Ning Rongrong blinked: "You skipped a level? That's great!"
Dai Mubai glanced at her: "The fourth challenge is Zhao Wuji. You'd better not be too happy too soon."
"Zhao Wuji?" Ning Rongrong tilted her head. "Who is that?"
Dai Mubai did not answer, but turned and led the way. But his steps were noticeably heavier.
The test site for the fourth level is in the academy's playground.
A short, stout middle-aged man stood in the center of the field.
He was less than 1.6 meters tall, with a round face and small eyes. He had a smiling face and looked harmless, like a kind neighbor.
"My name is Zhao Wuji," the short, stout man said with a smile. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to everyone's ears.
"The examiner for the fourth round, you can call me Teacher Zhao. The content of the fourth round of assessment is—practical combat."
As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying surge of soul power erupted from Zhao Wuji's body.
Seven spirit rings, two yellow, two purple, and three black, rose beneath his feet and slowly rotated.
The light from the spirit rings illuminated the entire training ground, and the air seemed to freeze.
"Soul... Soul Saint?!" Tang San's pupils shrank sharply, and he subconsciously took half a step back.
Xiao Wu's face also turned pale.
The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand trembled slightly.
Zhu Zhuqing remained expressionless, but her clenched fists betrayed her nervousness.
Dai Mubai took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Teacher Zhao is the vice dean of Shrek Academy and a level 76 Soul Saint. You'd better not make him angry."
Zhao Wuji withdrew his oppressive aura, and the suffocating sense of oppression dissipated by most, but everyone felt that their backs were already soaked with cold sweat.
"The rules are simple." Zhao Wuji held up two fingers. "If all five of you come at me together and last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, you'll pass."
He pointed to a stick of incense on the side of the field, which was already lit and wisps of smoke were rising.
"Of course, I'll only use the first four soul skills; I won't really cripple you." Zhao Wuji's smile remained unchanged, his small eyes narrowing into slits. "But pain is inevitable."
The five people looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, you can all get to know each other."
"The assessment will begin after one incense stick has burned."
Dai Mubai quickly gathered everyone together.
After a brief introduction, I understood the martial soul types of several people.
"We didn't have time to practice together, so we had to work on the spot."
"Xiao Wu is the main attacker, Tang San controls the situation, Zhu Zhuqing attacks from the side, and Ning Rongrong provides support."
"What about me?" Ye Chen raised his hand.
Dai Mubai glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "You... whatever."
"Boss Dai, you're prejudiced against me," Ye Chen said, looking aggrieved.
"Shut up!"
Dai Mubai got goosebumps all over his body again.
The moment he heard Ye Chen call him Boss Dai, he felt a chill run down his spine as a reflex.
Ning Rongrong watched from the side and chuckled, "You two are so funny."
Zhu Zhuqing kept a cold face and didn't say a word.
But her gaze lingered on Ye Chen for a moment.
This person's soul power is clearly not weak, so why has he been pretending to be stupid?
And... why was the way he looked at Dai Mubai so intense?
Zhu Zhuqing couldn't understand it, but she decided to stay away from Ye Chen.
The time it takes for an incense stick to burn passes quickly.
Zhao Wuji flexed his wrist, and his knuckles cracked.
"Are you ready?" he asked with a smile.
"I'll count to three—three, two, one, begin!"
Zhao Wuji casually lit an incense stick.
Then it rushed over like a cannonball.
His goal was clear—Ning Rongrong.
Prioritize supporting your teammates; that's common sense in combat.
"Seven treasures transform into crystal!"
Ning Rongrong reacted extremely quickly, releasing her martial spirit immediately. The Seven-Colored Pagoda spun in her hand, and two beams of light shot out, accurately landing on Ye Chen and the other three.
"The seven treasures have names: first, strength! Second, speed!"