As a Control-Type Soul Master, the first thing one must ensure in battle is the control of their teammates—helping them unite and unleash their maximum combat strength.
But what had he done just now? The moment the battle began, he allowed his teammate to be eliminated, and then he himself was forcibly kept outside the main battle zone.
Throughout the entire battle, aside from slightly distracting one opponent's firepower at the start, he hadn't contributed anything meaningful at all.
Control oneself, control teammates, control opponents—yet the freshman team fell into disarray and fought separately. The main reason for this was that he, the Control-Type Soul Master, had failed to play his role properly.
Although it was because he wasn't familiar with the combat style of the seniors, why hadn't he thought beforehand that the seniors might have set up tactics specifically targeting him—strategies that would exclude him from the main battlefield?
He had just fought one of them yesterday; the seniors must have had the clearest understanding of his abilities and condition. It would have been most natural for them to devise strategies aimed specifically at him.
It all came down to the fact that he had underestimated these geniuses of the same age group—and overestimated his own strength.
He had blindly believed that with his strength, he would never be suppressed to the point of helplessness when facing soul masters of the same age.
Ever since becoming a soul master, relying on his martial arts and hidden weapons knowledge from his previous life, combined with his teacher's guidance, he had always been the strongest among his peers.
The only one close to him in cultivation level was Xiao Wu, his sister. Because of that, he had lived too smoothly for the past six years—so smoothly that he had lost the caution he should have maintained.
It could be said that today's entrance assessment battle at Shrek Academy had shocked and enlightened Tang San deeply.
Even though he had technically passed the assessment due to the rules, Tang San couldn't feel any happiness.
"If teacher were here, he'd probably be very angry with my performance." That was Tang San's truest reflection after carefully reviewing the entire battle.
After finishing his self-reflection, it was Xiao Wu's turn. The reason for her foul mood was simple enough—one look at her angrily glaring at Ma Hongjun was all it took to understand.
This girl was purely disgusted by the fact that she had encountered an opponent whose combat style completely countered hers.
Given Xiao Wu's temper, she probably already wished she could throw Ma Hongjun around with her Eight-Stage Drop.
After retracting his mecha, Ao Xing casually glanced at everyone's expressions.
Sensing that he still had enough soul power left to perform one more Martial Soul Fusion Technique, Ao Xing called over Oscar, and together they created a sausage about the size of an adult's forearm—enough for four people—named the "Completely Restored—Cheese and Beef Deluxe Sausage."
The moment the sausage appeared, Dai Mubai immediately snatched it from Oscar's hands and rushed toward the now-awakened Zhu Zhuqing. On the way, he even used his tiger claws to divide the sausage into suitable portions.
His anxious movements left Ma Hongjun and Oscar momentarily stunned.
"This is the first time we've met these freshmen, right? What's up with Boss Dai? Even if he's interested in the girl, there's no need to rush like that."
Ma Hongjun leaned toward Ao Xing and whispered, while Oscar nodded in agreement. "Yeah, that's not really our Boss Dai's usual style."
After swallowing another of Oscar's recovery sausages to slightly ease the emptiness from excessive soul power consumption, Ao Xing said meaningfully,
"This is indeed our first time meeting these four freshmen, but whether Boss Dai has met them before… that's another question.
Besides, I noticed he looked a bit guilty when sparring with that girl earlier.
Now he's so eager to please her—maybe he did something to wrong her before, and she's here to settle the score."
"Heh, Little Ao, you might actually be right," Ma Hongjun snickered as he glanced toward Zhu Zhuqing, who had just refused Dai Mubai's offered sausage. "Look at her reaction—maybe your guess hit the mark."
Before Oscar could join in on the gossip, Zhao Wuji's voice suddenly thundered across the field:
"You little brats! What are you still standing there for? You want me to come drag you myself? Four opponents at the Soul Grandmaster level, and you took this long to win?
Seems like all of you slacked off during the break! This afternoon, adjust your gravity soul devices to triple weight and run five laps around the village—no one is allowed to slack off!
Now move it!"
Zhao Wuji's roar instantly wiped away the good mood of the four senior students—they looked as if they had just swallowed bitter herbs.
Obediently, they stood before Zhao Wuji in a line ordered by age from right to left.
Seeing this display of discipline, the freshmen, who had each been lost in thought, quickly formed a line as well.
During the battle, Zhao Wuji had intervened twice and revealed his seven perfectly balanced soul rings, so Tang San and the others dared not show any disrespect.
Glancing at the neatly lined-up freshmen, Zhao Wuji nodded slightly and said, "Alright, you've passed the academy's entrance assessment.
If you're willing to become students of Shrek Academy, introduce yourselves to everyone. If not, you can leave now."
After waiting about ten seconds and seeing no one depart, Zhao Wuji gestured for Tang San to begin.
Tang San stepped forward and said clearly, "My name is Tang San, twelve years old, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Rank 29 Control-Type Battle Soul Master. Please take care of me from now on."
Next was Xiao Wu. "My name is Xiao Wu—'Wu' as in dancing. Also twelve years old, Martial Soul: Rabbit, Rank 29 Power Attack-Type Battle Soul Master."
"Ning Rongrong, twelve years old, Martial Soul: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Rank 26 Support-Type Tool Soul Master."
"Zhu Zhuqing, twelve years old, Martial Soul: Nether Civet, Rank 27 Agility Attack-Type Battle Soul Master. I hope to keep growing stronger in Shrek Academy."
After the freshmen introduced themselves, the seniors followed suit.
"Dai Mubai, fifteen years old, Martial Soul: White Tiger, Rank 37 Power Attack-Type Soul Elder, Rank 3 Soul Engineer."
"Oscar, fourteen years old, Martial Soul: Sausage, Rank 36 Food-Type Tool Soul Elder, Rank 4 Soul Engineer."
"Ao Xing, fourteen years old, Martial Soul: Hamburger, Rank 36 Food-Type Tool Soul Elder, Rank 4 Soul Engineer."
"Ma Hongjun, twelve years old, Martial Soul: Fire Phoenix, Rank 29 Power Attack-Type Battle Soul Master, Rank 2 Soul Engineer."
After the introductions, the same question appeared in all the freshmen's minds:
"Soul Engineer? From the name, it seems related to Soul Devices. Could it be that what they used in battle earlier was the power of Soul Devices?
But wasn't it said that the method of crafting Soul Devices was already lost? How come Shrek Academy seems to have such a complete inheritance of Soul Device knowledge?
If that's the case, how could such an academy have no reputation at all on the continent?"
No matter how many questions filled their heads, Zhao Wuji spoke again once the seniors finished introducing themselves.
"Alright, now you all know each other.
There are only eight students in the academy, so there are no class divisions. My advice is to get familiar with each other as soon as possible.
Of course, whether you listen or not is up to you. Zhu Zhuqing, your injuries aren't light—don't hinder your cultivation. You'd better eat the sausage Dai Mubai gave you.
It's a Soul Elder-level Food-Type Martial Soul Fusion Technique product—excellent for healing. Don't forget to give Xiao Wu a piece too.
Even though Oscar held back, getting hit hard still hurts. Recover quickly.
Also, regarding today's assessment—you all know how you performed. I've recorded your battle on this soul recording device. Take it back, review it carefully, and learn from it.
Lastly, go to Teacher Shao Xin's office area to the west this afternoon and pay one hundred gold soul coins in tuition."
After finishing, Zhao Wuji tossed the soul recording device to Tang San, turned his back, and swaggered away.
The eight students were left standing there, staring at each other in silence.
Finally, Ao Xing broke the awkward atmosphere.
"Since we'll be studying together from now on, I'd like to apologize. We might've gone a bit hard in the battle today—please don't take it personally.
Our teachers always tell us to fight with full strength during tests, so I hope you understand.
Besides, we didn't want to get punished either. Even now, we still have to run laps this afternoon.
Zhuqing, I'm two years older than you, so I'll just call you that. You really should eat the sausage—don't punish your own body just because Boss Dai offended you.
And most importantly, the sausage was made by me and Oscar. Boss Dai was just the delivery guy. Just ignore him."
His words made Dai Mubai roll his eyes, but Zhu Zhuqing, after hearing Ao Xing's explanation, silently ate two of the four sausages and handed the remaining two to Xiao Wu.
As the sausages' effects took hold, Zhu Zhuqing's complexion visibly improved.
Xiao Wu didn't show any visible injuries, but from her expression of bliss as she ate, the sausages were clearly effective.
With Ao Xing taking the lead, everyone gradually started chatting.
The freshmen assured them that everything during the battle had been for victory, and they held no grudges—telling Ao Xing not to worry, since they weren't unreasonable people.
Meanwhile, Tang San asked Ao Xing about how to operate the soul recording device Zhao Wuji had thrown him. He genuinely intended to review the entire battle carefully.
After all, during the fight, his vision had been disrupted by Ao Xing's attacks—there were many things he hadn't seen clearly.
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