In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 95 Two people are enough!

"Of course not!" Dai Mubai's gaze was firm and without doubt. "Our academy practices individualized instruction. Although our instructors don't usually discipline us much, they always pay attention to our cultivation. If we encounter any difficulties in our cultivation or have any questions that need clarification, they will help us solve them."

"As for hunting soul beasts, that's to hone our combat skills and teamwork."

"Fighting against spirit beasts is different from sparring with spirits; death and injury are unavoidable, so I don't think there's anything wrong with that."

"The moment between life and death is when potential is most unleashed." Tang San nodded in agreement.

"What are the abilities of the dean and the mentors?" Zhu Wu asked.

"The Dean is a Soul Saint with a powerful Martial Soul," Dai Mubai explained.

Tang San was slightly shocked. A Soul Saint? His village, Holy Soul Village, had produced a Soul Saint, but that was just a legend.

This was the first time he had the opportunity to meet a powerhouse of this level.

"That's strange." Zhu Wu's expression was calm, as if he didn't care at all. "As far as I know, the absorption period for a fourth spirit ring by spirit masters outside is less than 5000 years. With the cultivation level of your academy's instructors, wouldn't that be an easy problem?"

"In that case, how could there be a situation where rescue efforts were delayed?"

Dai Mubai was taken aback, then shook his head, "I don't know."

"How many mentors usually lead the team when you go out to obtain spirit rings?" Zhu Wu asked again.

"One is the mentor Zhao Wuji I mentioned earlier," Dai Mubai said.

"Is your dean out of his mind?" Zhu Wu asked in surprise. "It's one thing to only send one instructor along, but he's a pure melee fighter who's not very good at speed. How can he possibly defend himself if they encounter an agility-type or flying spirit beast that tries to ambush them?"

"This kind of thing is undoubtedly best suited for your flying dean, Flander. Why aren't you here? What are you thinking about?"

"Is this what you call valuing students?"

"Sigh, the dean has his difficulties too," Dai Mubai sighed. "You know our academy's admission requirements; we have a shortage of students, so naturally, our income isn't much. Over the years, the academy's food, clothing, and daily necessities have all been supported by him alone, so he really can't spare the time."

"Mu Bai." Flander, hiding in the shadows, was deeply moved.

"So, what about that Spirit Hall elder?" Zhu Wu curled his lip. "Besides, with teachers like that, how could they not make money? These days, strength is the guarantee."

"As long as you have the ability, any business is easy to do; you can make money simply by buying and selling."

"There's no need for me to personally intervene; I can just have ordinary people handle it."

"In my opinion, they're either lazy, or brainless, or they're just too proud to admit it and suffer for it. They keep saying they're doing it for the academy and the students, but they can't bring themselves to do it." As he spoke, he glanced around at the surroundings.

"Otherwise, how could it be this bad?"

Flander's face turned red; he was indeed reluctant to lower himself to do reselling business.

How embarrassing would it be for a Soul Saint, the Dean of a Soul Master Academy, to deal with a bunch of ordinary merchants?

Dai Mubai was very embarrassed. He wanted to say that the royal family of the Barak Kingdom had wanted to sponsor him but had been refused, but he just couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Alright." Zhu Wu waved his hand. "Let me make this clear from the start: the reason I brought Ling'er out for training this time is because I heard there will be a continent-wide elite academy competition in two years, which will be attended by many young masters."

"Especially the Spirit Hall, which supposedly produced a Golden Generation, with three young people who have already broken through to the Soul Master level. I want to see the strength of the younger generation in the outside world. Secondly, I want to see if there has been any progress in cultivation or research on spirits in the outside world, so that I can gain some new insights."

"A worthy opponent might be someone I can learn something from."

"If this academy fails to satisfy me in even one of these two aspects, I'm sorry, I will leave immediately!"

Sometimes, honesty and kindness can be sharp knives, and also weapons that can break people's hearts!

"Trust me, you'll be satisfied." Dai Mubai nodded with a smile, very confident in the academy.

"Heh, it's not even certain whether you'll pass the fourth exam later," Xiao Wu scoffed, "You haven't even joined yet, and you're already complaining."

"If even you can pass, I think I should be able to too," Zhu Wu said casually, glancing at her.

"Who do you think you are?!" Xiao Wu sneered.

"Be careful, or you'll get beaten to a pulp."

Can I say for sure that he will pass? Because the opponent in the fourth round is me, Dai Mubai, who glanced at me out of the corner of his eye and thought to himself.

Sending a Soul Venerable to fight a Soul Sect is just asking for trouble.

"We'll find out soon enough whether it works or not. Let's go." Zhu Wu didn't want to talk to her anymore and told Dai Mubai to continue leading the way.

Damn it, two Soul Masters? The few in my academy right now are no match for them at all. Flander looked a little worried.

Looks like we need to call Xiaogang over quickly to keep things in order. With his theoretical knowledge, he should be able to handle it!

"We've arrived." After a short while, Dai Mubai stopped.

Looking around, everyone saw an open space of about 200 square meters, with a chair in the middle and a middle-aged man of about 50 years old lying on it, dozing off.

The man was not tall, but he was extremely robust, with bulging muscles like rocks.

"Teacher Zhao, I've brought some people to participate in the fourth exam," Dai Mubai's voice rang out.

"Huh?" Zhao Wuji rubbed his eyes, then a look of surprise crossed his face as he scanned the crowd. "What's going on this year? Six of them have shown up all at once!"

With that, he jumped off the chair, twisted his neck, and clasped his hands together, kneading his fingers to make a cracking sound as if his bones were grinding. "Not bad, not bad at all!"

"Four of you have soul power exceeding level 25, and there are two more whose soul power fluctuations I can't even sense. It seems there are quite a few little monsters this year. My name is Zhao Wuji. Since you have all passed the first few rounds of the interview, I will personally play with you. I will give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to get to know each other and discuss tactics. After an incense stick burns, the test will begin."

"The test is simple: survive for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn in my hands. If you can make it, you pass."

"Teacher Zhao, this isn't quite right," Dai Mubai said, feigning hesitation.

He was secretly overjoyed, though who knew if Zhu Wu still held a grudge against him? He certainly didn't want to get beaten up again.

In addition, by letting Master Zhao Wuji fight, I can take this opportunity to see Zhu Wu's true strength.

"What's wrong with that? The dean isn't here, I'm the boss of the academy, what I say goes!" Zhao Wuji glared, then waved his hand, "Go and tell them to get ready."

"You can tell them about my martial spirit so they can be prepared."

"Alright then." Dai Mubai took the opportunity to back down and turned to look at the others.

"I won't get involved. This test is enough for just Ling'er and me," Zhu Wu said calmly.

(End of this chapter)