In the early morning, Tang San took Xiao Wu to set off from the south gate of Soto City.

Although the master told him that you could see Shrek Academy not far from the south gate of Soto City, you could see large areas of farmland.

Where is there any college?

However, since things came to this point, Tang San had to bite the bullet and walk on.

"It's true, I'm not going to the middle level Soul Master Academy, so I have to come here."

After walking for a while, I still didn't see the so-called "Shrek Academy". Xiao Wu couldn't help but pout and complained.

A trace of helplessness flashed across Tang San's face.

"Don't worry, the master will not do meaningless things. If you can let us do it, there will definitely be some truth."

Xiao Wu frowned, but said nothing.

Although she didn't like that master, she did not refute for the sake of the mistress.

After all, no matter what, the master is considered the teacher of the mistress.

Although the knowledge about soul beasts that the master told was not all correct, it was suspected of misleading people's children...

But I can't stand the mistress's belief...

Therefore, after persuading twice, Xiao Wu gave up changing the impression of mistresses of this master.

Too difficult.

It's really not something a rabbit can do.

Soon, a small village appeared in Tang San's sight.

The village is not big.

But what is strange is that many people are blocking the village entrance like a family.

Tang San's heart was thrilled.

He has seen such a scene many times.

However, most of it happens before and after freshmen enter school.

Combined with the words assigned to him by the master, Tang San couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Probably not..."

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Wu's eyesight was not comparable to Tang San who had practiced the purple demonic eye. Therefore, Xiao Wu could only see a rough idea of ​​what Tang San could see clearly.

In other words, it is just vague and can only look at the outline.

"I...seem to find Shrek Academy..."

"What are you waiting for!"

Xiao Wu ran forward excitedly, leaving only Tang San standing there but still saying a word.

Not long after, the two of them had arrived in front of the village.

Looking up, looking at the broken plaque hanging on the arch built of wood at the entrance of the village, not only Xiao Wu looked suspicious of life, but even Tang San's expression was not much better.

Shrek Academy.

The simple five words shattered all the fantasies of Tang San and Xiao Wu.

These five words plus the green monster avatar that looks a bit stupid and cute, and a strong sense of mockery comes to your face.

Especially for Xiao Wu who was dumbfounded, it caused 10,000 critical damage.

"This is the academy that claims to be the Viscount of the Empire after graduation? That's too..."

"Be careful!"

"However, there should be nothing wrong. After all, this was said by the people from the Wuhun Hall."

A young couple in front of him were discussing in a low voice.

The sound came into Tang San's ears, and Tang San couldn't help but be stunned.

Viscount of the Empire?

According to common sense, the Viscount of the Empire is a noble title, and most people do not have this qualification to grant it, not to mention the large-scale awarding conditions such as "you can become a Viscount of the Empire after graduation"!

However, there are two possibilities!

The first is that the dean of this academy or the supporter behind it plays an important role in the empire.

The second type...

That is, when the soul master graduated, his soul power level was very excellent!

In this way, the Tiandou Empire or the Xingluo Empire will award the title of nobles exception in order to recruit these geniuses!

This is not a fantasy.

After all, the soul master himself is nicknamed "half aristocrat"!

The saints of the Holy Sons and Saints of the War Soul Hall have no lower status than the princes or princesses of the two empires!

The nobility of the soul master can be seen!

"The registration fee is ten golden soul coins."

Looking at the boy with a nervous look in front of him, the simple-dressed old man pointed to the simple wooden box beside him and signaled to pay the fee first and then test it.

The young man's father quickly threw ten golden soul coins into the wooden box.

"Extend your hand."

The old man lazily pinched the boy's hand.

"You can leave if you don't meet the bone age."

The boy turned helplessly to look at the father behind him. His father frowned, leaned over and whispered:

"Teacher, see, can you please be able to be more comfortable?"

"Do you know the rules here?"

"I know, of course."

A hint of impatience flashed in the old man's eyes, and he suddenly raised his voice:

"Since we know that we don't accept children over thirteen years old and whose soul power level is not above level 21, what else can we do here!"

"Go and go! Bump the people behind you!"

The young man's father hesitated for a moment: "There is the issue of registration fee..."

“After paying the fee, no refund will be made.”

The boy probably understood what was going on behind his father, and his face turned red with anger: "You Shrek Academy are obviously a group of liars!"

"fraud?"

The old man sneered.

Six soul rings slowly rose.

One white, one yellow, three purple, and one black.

The powerful pressure instantly made the boy unable to speak.

"Do I need to lie to you?"

The old man asked with a constant expression.

Tang San's expression changed slightly.

This is clearly a soul emperor!

The teacher in charge of registration is the Soul Emperor, so how strong is the teacher and dean in charge of teaching him?

Although this place is indeed a bit dilapidated, the master did not lie to him!

"Senior, this is a bit inappropriate!"

Accompanied by this sound from somewhere, a powerful murderous aura soared into the sky and forced into the pressure released by the old man, posing as if he was fighting against each other.

This murderous aura suddenly came, and the old man did not dare to continue to be arrogant, so he could only shrink his pressure.

But after the pressure contracted, the cold and sarcastic murderous aura disappeared, as if it did not exist at all.

The boy and his father were breathing in big mouthfuls of air. The feeling of suffocation just now made them dare not stay for a long time. They didn't even want the golden soul coins. They bowed to the old man, then bowed to the surroundings and left directly.

The first bow represents respect for the strong, not thanking the old man for stopping.

The second bow expressed his gratitude to the unknown strong man.

The old man's face changed slightly.

Killing aura is different from pressure.
To be continued...