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Chapter 1635 Only accept monsters, not ordinary people

When Yi Zichen was lining up at the back, he saw the three hundred mechas in the sky. For a child who was less than twelve years old, this formation was too dazzling and amazing. He felt deeply

So, your choice should be correct.

Then he also saw the mecha flying towards the other side, and then heard another name, a name he had heard since he was a child and had heard about the disaster, Shrek Academy.

It was only then that he realized that the former No. 1 Academy in the Mainland had actually reopened, and that the Chuanling Academy he was going to apply for seemed to be competing against Shrek Academy.

Then he heard that majestic voice, Shrek's airspace was not to be violated.

Next, the whole scene seemed to become chaotic. They could vaguely see the battle in the distance in the air, and it was broadcast even if they couldn't help it!

Just like Shrek Academy has a big screen, Chuanling Academy also has one here. It also broadcasts the competition between the two sides.

Yi Zichen was originally a bit arrogant. He had been called a genius since he was a child, and he was very confident in himself. In his opinion, he was already a soul master and would soon advance to become a great soul master.

, it can be considered a foothold in the soul master world.

However, when he saw the unparalleled terrifying matches through the screen, he realized that he was far from understanding the world of soul masters, and he realized that soul masters could be so powerful.

"Dad, Shrek is so powerful! Did Chuanling Academy lose?" Yi Zichen asked his father beside him.

Yi Zichen's father smiled bitterly and said, "Dad can't understand! Dad is just a craftsman and really doesn't understand much about soul masters. Teacher Li, what do you think?"

Teacher Li is a middle-aged man. At this time, his eyes were already full of brilliance, and he sighed: "Shrek is Shrek after all! Even the reconstructed Shrek is so powerful. I never thought that I would be able to survive in my lifetime."

It's such a pity that we can see such a competition. There was no fight in the last one. Shrek Academy can defeat others without a fight. It's really amazing. I'm afraid there are five Extreme Douluo!"

Yi Zichen's father asked curiously: "Is the Ultimate Douluo the most powerful?"

Teacher Li smiled bitterly and said: "A being who can turn a city into ashes with just a flip of his hand, don't you think it's powerful? Frankly speaking, I regret it a bit. Should I consider letting Zi Chen apply for Shrek? You can register here.

Many people in the queue at the back headed that way. It seems that Shrek's heritage and tradition did not disappear with the big explosion."

Yi Zichen's father hesitated for a moment and said, "It's better not to give it up. The resources provided by Chuanling Academy are so many, and they shouldn't be much different. I don't have much ability and can't afford Zichen, so I can only place my hope on the resources of the academy."

The conditions could be better."

Teacher Li nodded and said with a wry smile: "That's all it can be. Zichen is so outstanding. I believe there won't be many who can match him, whether in Shrek or Chuanling Academy. He won't be too far behind anywhere.

It’s just that the name Shrek is too sacred in the hearts of our soul masters.”

While we were talking, they finally lined up.

Teacher Li and Yi Zichen's father walked forward with Yi Zichen. A young man had already greeted them, "Here, let's do a simple test. Stretch out your hand."

Yi Zichen stretched out his right hand as he was told, and the young man put it on his wrist. A look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, "Yes, you can go over there for further testing." As he said that, he pointed.

He pointed at the light door next to him that showed a faint swirling light.

Yi Zichen looked at the young man in front of him with some curiosity. This young man looked to be in his twenties, with handsome appearance and a somewhat cold temperament.

"Brother, are you also a soul master? What level are you at?" Yi Zichen asked curiously.

It was the first time he was away from home, the first time he came to the prosperous central part of the continent. As a young genius soul master, he had always wanted to compete with others. He also always felt that no matter where he went,

They should all be the best.

The young man smiled slightly and said, "Probably over eighty levels."

Yi Zichen's eyes suddenly widened, "More than eighty levels? Impossible. Are you so powerful?"

The young man smiled and said: "Can this still be fake? If you work hard, you can do it in the future." As he said that, a light flashed on his body, and circles of halo appeared silently. There was no powerful aura to deter him.

But those were eight real soul rings. The most terrifying thing was that the one at the end was a red halo.

"A hundred thousand year soul ring?" Teacher Li exclaimed.

The light converged, the soul ring disappeared, and the young man made a gesture of invitation towards the light door on the other side.

Teacher Li quickly calmed down his excitement and bowed respectfully to the young man. He was just a four-ring soul master. No matter how humble he was in front of an eight-ring soul master, he hurriedly pulled him away and wanted to continue.

The curious baby Yi Zichen who asked the question quickly walked towards the light door.

Chuanling Academy has such a strong foundation! The person in charge of recruiting students actually has an Eight-ring Contra level. And there are also hundred thousand year souls. This is the right place for you.

Stepping into the light door, everything became illusory. It was as if the surrounding space was distorting. Yi Zichen was so frightened that he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

Fortunately, this process did not last too long. The next moment, they came to an independent space.

This seems to be a slightly desolate place. Not far away, there is a very ordinary-looking building. Wood and thatch are all building materials.

In front of a wall that resembles a fence, a group of people are queuing up. I don’t know what they are doing.

Yi Zichen wanted to move, but found that he couldn't move at all. The next moment, with a flash of light and shadow, they were at the front of the team.

There is a table at the front of the team. The old man sitting behind the table who is responsible for accepting registrations looks lazy. The clothes on his body are simple to say. No matter how you look at them, he looks like an old man from the village, even worse than his own father.

Spirit.

At this time, a young man came to the desk to sign up. The old man said lazily: "The registration fee is ten gold soul coins, just put it in that box."

Hearing the words "Golden Soul Coin", Yi Zichen, his father, and the teacher couldn't help but froze for a moment. In what era is this kind of currency still available? Nowadays, paper money is used, federal currency!

The young man's accompanying father quickly took out ten gold soul coins and put them into a box made of several wooden boards.

"Stretch out a hand."

The young man Ru Yan stretched out his hand in front of the old man. The old man squeezed his hand twice, shook his head and said: "You are not of your age, you can leave."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at his father. There were not many teenage children as precocious as Tang San.

His father hurriedly smiled and said: "Teacher, my son just celebrated his thirteenth birthday. Do you think you can be accommodating?"

The old man said a little impatiently: "Don't disturb the people behind you. Don't you know the rules of the academy? We only accept children under the age of thirteen. We will not accept children over the age of thirteen. You can leave."

The boy's father said: "Then our registration fee..."

The old man said unceremoniously: "Once you sign up, it will not be refunded."

The clay figurine was still earthy, and the boy's father couldn't help but said angrily: "You are obviously cheating us. Refund our registration fee, otherwise we won't leave. If I had known that this so-called Shrek Academy was so shabby, we wouldn't have

It’s time to come.”

The old man glanced at him and said calmly: "Mubai, someone wants to repay the name fee. Please handle it."

On the ground next to him, a figure suddenly jumped up and said, "If you want to repay the name fee, just call me and I will refund it in full."

The young man who came out from the side was tall and tall, with blond hair and full of vitality. What was even more peculiar was that he had double pupils. He looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, but Yi Zichen looked at him but

There is obviously a feeling of shame.

The young man didn't waste much time, and with a flash of light in his eyes, all three soul rings of two hundred years and one thousand years were released immediately, and a powerful aura burst out from his body.

The boy's father's expression changed drastically, he said, "It's bad luck for us," and pulled his son away quickly.

The handsome young man returned to the side and sat down. His evil eyes glanced coldly at the young people and parents who signed up behind him. The threat was obvious. The pressure brought by the three soul rings was not something ordinary people could bear.

At this time, he looked like a thug.

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