If Chen Ming had said he wanted to watch Shrek's student recruitment process before Tang San arrived, Flender would naturally have welcomed him with open arms and a pat on the chest.
But now that Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were here, and their identities could not see the light of day, Flender was terrified that if their matters were exposed, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan would march straight to Shrek Academy and raze it to the ground.
Yet refuse Chen Ming?
Setting aside whether Flender was willing, he simply didn't have the courage to refuse him. Flender was one hundred percent certain that there were experts no weaker than himself hidden by Chen Ming's side.
Chen Ming appeared amiable and good-natured, always discussing matters with others when he spoke or acted. But Flender didn't have the guts to actually push his luck and make demands of him.
If he ended up displeasing Chen Ming, not only would all the good impressions from before vanish, but he might not even be able to keep Shrek Academy intact.
Moreover, Flender also knew that the girl following Chen Ming was the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
Although she seemed kind and easygoing, anyone with half a brain would know that someone from a great sect like that could not truly have no bottom line and no pride.
She was only acting gentle because Chen Ming was acting gentle.
Since he could not afford to offend them, Flender could only force himself to smile and stay by Chen Ming's side, trying to help Tang San hide something and stop Chen Ming from seeing through Tang San's identity.
Of course, this was only because Flender did not know that Chen Ming and Tang San came from the same place, and even the same junior Spirit Master academy.
Otherwise, he would have given up this meaningless struggle at once and started begging Chen Ming not to reveal Yu Xiaogang and Tang San's matter.
"Chen Ming!"
Although Chen Ming had changed greatly compared to the poor village boy Tang San once knew, Tang San still recognized him at a glance.
The clothes Chen Ming wore were now gorgeous and noble.
Even his figure and appearance had become so perfect that he looked like he had been carefully carved by some higher existence.
But Tang San still knew who he was right away.
Looking at this old acquaintance, whose talent had once been worse than his but who had always received extra love from others, Tang San could not stop a trace of killing intent from appearing in his eyes.
This was the same person who had somehow copied his Mysterious Heaven Skill through some special method, and even made Tang San's own treatment worse.
But when Tang San thought of his father's heavy injuries, and the fact that he himself was now a fugitive, he immediately pinched his own thigh.
He forced himself to suppress the negative emotions in his heart.
Tang San was confident he could kill Chen Ming.
After all, in his view, even if Chen Ming had somehow copied part of his Mysterious Heaven Skill and created this so-called Douluo Heart Method, making up for some of his lack of talent, his cultivation could not be much higher than Tang San's.
No matter what, he should at most be a Level 31 or Level 32 Spirit Elder.
With that kind of cultivation, Tang San felt that even without hidden weapons, he could probably kill Chen Ming.
But when facing the others here, Tang San did not dare be careless at all.
He had heard the ordinary-looking man just now say that he was an assault-type Spirit Saint.
An expert like that was not someone Tang San could deal with.
Under Chen Ming's gaze, Zhao Wuji became fully serious. He presented his best state for this assessment, then inserted a short stick of incense into the ground before beckoning to the two of them.
"As long as you can show what you're good at and your talent in battle, you can enter Shrek Academy even if you don't last for one incense stick of time."
Zhao Wuji spoke with some depth. In the next moment, Zhu Zhuqing directly summoned her Martial Soul. Her already somewhat exaggerated figure expanded even further under the boost of her Martial Soul possession.
A pair of cat ears appeared on top of her head. A swaying cat tail appeared behind her. Her body grew larger, but at the same time, it also became more compact.
Not only did she not look bulky, she instead looked tighter, more flexible, and full of explosive power.
The clothes she wore had been specially made. Even when her body expanded, they stayed close to her skin. They did not reveal even a hint of skin, while also allowing her body to stay tight and breathable.
That cold expression, combined with her exaggerated figure and the contrast between her icy face and the cat ears and tail on her body, created a unique kind of charm.
One had to admit that the reason the Zhu family had been able to marry into the imperial family and produce empresses generation after generation wasn't solely because of the Hell White Tiger Martial Soul Fusion Skill. It was also because the women of the Zhu family possessed outstanding appearances that were considered quite excellent even across the entire Douluo Continent.
From thousands of years ago, the Dai family had been marrying into the Zhu family. Even ten thousand years later, twenty thousand years later, thirty thousand years later, the two families still maintained this relationship. Even after the Star Luo Empire disappeared, the two families remained connected in this way.
There was only coldness in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes. She did not care about the gazes around her and directly charged at Zhao Wuji. Her first Spirit Ring lit up.
"First Spirit Ability, Hell Rush Stab!"
Hell Rush Stab doubled her speed for a short time and let her rush forward in a straight line, using speed and momentum to pierce through the enemy's body with her claws.
In the eyes of a normal Spirit Master of the same level, Zhu Zhuqing's sudden burst was like a black bolt of lightning. It was hard to react to.
But to Zhao Wuji, even without releasing his Martial Soul, Zhu Zhuqing's speed looked like slow motion.
With one light step, Zhao Wuji easily dodged Zhu Zhuqing's Hell Rush Stab.
Then he nodded at her.
"Good explosive power. But your control is still a little lacking."
Missing her first strike did not discourage Zhu Zhuqing.
After all, Zhao Wuji was a Spirit Saint, a powerful Spirit Master on the same level as her father.
She never thought she could hit Zhao Wuji with her first move, even if Zhao Wuji was only playing around.
Then Zhu Zhuqing's second yellow Spirit Ring lit up.
Black Spirit Power covered her body, making her look slightly illusory for an instant.
In the next moment, she turned into a black streak of light and rushed toward Zhao Wuji. Her claws attacked Zhao Wuji's vital points from all kinds of tricky angles.
"Second Spirit Ability, Hell Hundred Claws!"
Eyes, throat, ears, groin, behind, ribs…
Zhu Zhuqing's claws flashed so quickly they seemed to leave only afterimages. Every move struck toward the weak points of the human body.
But Zhao Wuji only released a little Spirit Power.
It formed a solid protective barrier around him and easily blocked Zhu Zhuqing's attacks outside his body.
Zhu Zhuqing's Hell Hundred Claws struck against it with a ringing sound, like metal being hit.
"Not bad. Your attacks are clean and decisive. Little girl, have you seen blood before?" Zhao Wuji nodded, clearly approving of Zhu Zhuqing's sharpness.
Then he looked at Tang San, who was still standing off to the side, and spoke with some displeasure.
"Don't think you can muddle through by just standing there. If you still don't make a move, I'll fail you right now."
Tang San gritted his teeth and summoned his Martial Soul.
A strand of Blue Silver Grass appeared in his palm, and two yellow Spirit Rings flashed beside him.
Tang San looked as if he had made some huge decision. He suddenly waved his hand.
"First Spirit Ability, Blue Silver Bind!"
Looking at Tang San's serious posture, anyone who did not know better might think he had just used some powerful hidden trump card.
Strands of Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Zhao Wuji from beside his feet, seemingly binding him tightly.
But Zhao Wuji only looked at Tang San with doubt.
Then, without even twisting his body, he simply shook his head slightly.
The Blue Silver Grass on him was instantly shattered by Spirit Power and turned into powder that scattered through the air.
Only Chen Ming, standing nearby, could guess why Tang San had acted so hesitant.
After all, Tang San had obtained his first Spirit Ring not long after entering junior Spirit Master academy.
His Spirit Ability, Blue Silver Bind, had been shown countless times in that academy.
There were many people in the world with Blue Silver Grass as their Martial Soul, but very few could cultivate.
And someone who could cultivate to this level at this age, while also having Blue Silver Bind as their first Spirit Ability?
There was no one else in the world.
Tang San was worried that Chen Ming would see through his identity and put him in danger.
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