Chapter 14 Enrollment.
Behind Shrek Square stood rows of tall teaching buildings, each a different color, primarily white, yellow, purple, and black. In the distance, a cluster of gray teaching buildings also stood.
Shen Liang continued, "The colors of the teaching buildings represent different grades, distinguished by the color of their spirit rings. White is for freshmen, like the lowest-ranking ten-year spirit rings; yellow is for second and third-year students in the outer academy; purple is for fourth and fifth-year students; and black is for sixth-year students. Walking out of the black teaching building means you've already received your outer academy graduation certificate."
"Those gray teaching buildings in the distance belong to the Spirit Guidance Department. Besides these buildings at the front, there are many other specific teaching areas behind them, such as the Soul Arena, the assessment area, the dormitory area, and the faculty offices. You'll gradually become familiar with them after studying at the academy for a while. The white freshman teaching building is on the southernmost side; just go there to register."
After thanking Shen Liang, Wu Xuan headed towards his class registration area.
Today is the last two days for new student enrollment, and there are practically no more new students like Wu Xuan registering here.
This is because, apart from those from prominent families or those with exceptional talent admitted through special admissions, all other new students at Shrek Academy are assigned classes based entirely on their registration time.
At this moment, only Class 9 and Class 10 are still not full.
Wu Xuan had already learned his assigned class at the east gate of Shrek City—Class 9.
Registration went very smoothly. He paid a registration fee of ten gold soul coins, got his information form stamped at the gate, and submitted his recommendation letter; the whole process was complete.
After receiving his dormitory key, two sets of school uniforms, and a white new student badge, Wu Xuan headed towards his dormitory. Passing a notice board, Wu Xuan subconsciously stopped.
The notice read:
Class 1 New Student Teacher Zhou Yi…
Class 9 New Student Teacher Mu Jin…
Zhou Yi and Mu Jin?
Based on the registration time, Huo Yuhao, who registered on the first day, must have been assigned to Class 1.
Wu Xuan wasn't too surprised by this. After all, Huo Yuhao was in Zhou Yi's class in the original story.
What he didn't expect was that he would be assigned to Mu Jin's class, Zhou Yi's arch-rival.
"This academy life is getting more and more interesting," Wu Xuan smiled, then left the notice board.
Passing between the white freshman teaching building and the yellow second and third-year teaching buildings, the dormitory building was already in sight.
The dormitory area was quite large, with five dormitory buildings of white, yellow, purple, black, and gray standing in the dormitory area.
The five colors obviously represented the areas where students of different grades lived.
Arriving at the dormitory building entrance, there sat an old man who looked very old. The old man was dressed in a gray cloth robe, his eyes were dim, his eyelids were drooping, and he looked frail and old. The sunlight between the buildings fell on him, and he looked quite comfortable reclining in the chair.
Wu Xuan only glanced at the old man before walking into the dormitory on his own. Although his expression did not change, his heart was far from calm.
Because he knew that the old man before him was none other than the top expert of this era, Dragon God Douluo Mu En.
Mu En remained motionless in his original posture, but after Wu Xuan left, a sliver of light appeared in his cloudy eyes as he muttered something under his breath.
"Not even twelve years old, and his soul power cultivation has already reached level thirty-four. This cultivation is far deeper than mine, the number one genius on the continent back then. Truly a formidable young man. In hundreds of years, this is the first time I've been interested in such a young fellow. Hmm, such pure wind element, truly rare on the continent. Eh! Did they notice me spying? This little guy has such powerful spiritual strength. Haha, interesting. This year's freshmen are truly interesting. Hahaha!"
The student dormitories were a series of tenement buildings, with long corridors lined with individual dormitory doors, each with a number.
Wu Xuan's dormitory key number was 305, a fairly good location.
"Hmm?" Upon arriving at the dormitory, Wu Xuan found the door open.
The dormitory was small, only about ten square meters, with two beds taking up most of the space, along with a table and two metal wardrobes.
The soul-guided lamps on the ceiling illuminated the small room brightly.
A boy about Wu Xuan's age was lazily lying on the bed. Seeing Wu Xuan at the door, he was taken aback at first, then immediately got up, smiling and extending his right hand.
"Hello, my name is Qian Guming, from the Heavenly Soul Empire. You should be my roommate from now on."
"Yes! Hello, my name is Wu Xuan, also from the Heavenly Soul Empire." Wu Xuan politely shook hands with him.
"I cleaned the dormitory a couple of days ago, how is it, very clean, right!" Qian Guming laughed heartily.
Wu Xuan nodded upon hearing this, tapping the soul tool at his waist. A small paper bag appeared in his hand, which he handed to Qian Guming. "Please have some, a local specialty from my hometown, the dried meat of a ten-year-old soul beast, the Giant Horned Green Ox."
Qian Guming was taken aback, but still promptly took the small paper bag. After tasting a piece, his eyes instantly lit up.
As the saying goes, emotions between people are reciprocal. If nothing unexpected happens, they will likely be spending a semester or two together in the future, so there's no need to act disdainful right away.
Afterwards, Wu Xuan tidied his bed, and in their casual conversation, the two became much more familiar with each other.
It was their first meeting as roommates, and there was no mutual dislike, no fighting at the slightest disagreement, and no instant camaraderie. Everything was natural and uneventful.
The surname Qian Gu unconsciously reminded Wu Xuan of the two Spirit Hall elders from ten thousand years ago. However, he sensed a very strong fire element around Qian Guming.
This surprised Wu Xuan, who wondered if the two were related or simply shared the same name.
Dormitory 108.
A handsome young man with delicate features, fair skin, and light pinkish-blue hair and eyes glared angrily at Huo Yuhao.
Wang Dong shouted, "Huo Yuhao, I told you, you're not allowed to be naked in the dormitory! Did you ignore my rules?"
Seeing Wang Dong's arrogant attitude, Huo Yuhao's anger flared. "Why should I listen to you? I'm also a student of Shrek Academy, I'm not your servant!! You have no right to order me around."
Wang Dong sneered, "Don't listen to me? I think you've forgotten how to forgive. I beat you up a few days ago, and you've already forgotten the pain? Today I'll teach you a lesson."
"Hmph! I was lenient with you the other day, try hitting me again today."
"Fine! Very well, I think your name will soon disappear from Shrek Academy. Let's go, you idiot." With that, Wang Dong turned and slammed the door shut as he left.
Huo Yuhao clenched his fists tightly and strode after him. His soul bone was his trump card; he hadn't wanted to use it, but he had no choice today.
Downstairs in the dormitory, Wang Dong looked at the lone yellow soul ring behind Huo Yuhao and chuckled, mocking, "The same old story again? Still planning to use your soul skill that has no offensive power?"
"To deal with someone like you, I don't even need to use my martial soul." As he spoke, Wang Dong lightly touched the ground with his left toe, his body shooting towards Huo Yuhao like an arrow, not only fast but also incredibly agile.
With the help of his mental detection, Huo Yuhao narrowly dodged Wang Dong's attack.
Meanwhile, Old Mu, leaning back in his recliner, slightly raised his head and sighed, "These young people these days have such short tempers; they're fighting again after only a few days."
On the third floor, Wu Xuan leisurely ate the snacks given to him by Qian Gu Ming, watching the duel between the two.
"Go! Go! How come that kid dodged it all?! How did he manage to fight like this with such a huge advantage?" Qian Guming shouted, slapping his thigh.
On the open ground, Wang Dong, whose attacks were becoming increasingly frantic, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, his mind going completely blank.
How could Huo Yuhao let such an opportunity slip by? He lunged forward, leaping into the air, his arms tightly gripping Wang Dong's arms, his legs springing up and wrapping around his waist, forcefully slamming him to the ground.
The sharp pain in his head made Wang Dong wince, but it only lasted two seconds before he regained his senses, but he was already on the ground, pinned down by Huo Yuhao. Huo Yuhao's legs were locked around his waist, and his arms were also wrapped around him.
Huo Yuhao, panting heavily, growled, "Do you submit?"
"Submit my ass! Let me go!" Wang Dong roared, struggling violently. But Huo Yuhao had used every ounce of his strength, even drawing upon his own soul power, making it difficult for Wang Dong to break free without using his martial soul.
"You won't admit defeat? If I had used my knife just now, you would be dead," Huo Yuhao roared defiantly.
Hearing this, Wang Dong froze, his resistance weakening. Indeed! His brain had only been throbbing and he felt dizzy for a short time, but with the two so close, Huo Yuhao had ample time to harm him.
"I lost, get up now," Wang Dong said angrily, his eyes filled with resentment.
Huo Yuhao didn't release him immediately, coldly saying, "I can do the five things you mentioned earlier. But not because of your threats, but out of respect for my roommate. I know your strength is above mine, and if you used your martial soul, I definitely wouldn't be your match. But remember this: if you dare insult me again, even if you beat me to death, I'll at least bite off a piece of your flesh."
Huo Yuhao slowly released Wang Dong, stood up, took a few steps back facing him, and then turned and walked towards the dormitory.
"Damn! That kid actually fought back!" Qian Guming slapped his thigh in bewilderment; this outcome was completely beyond his comprehension.
Wu Xuan simply smiled, his eyes growing calmer, and murmured, "Tang San's daughter? I hope she doesn't notice me; after all, I don't want to be Tang's dog."
Read 50+ Advanced Chapters At Pat Reon
[email protected]/FicToric
(End of Chapter)