Douluo: Make a gun first

Chapter 22 Changed Admissions Rules

The next morning, Shen Feng and Oscar got up early, washed up, and went to the cafeteria together.

There were not many intact houses in Shrek Academy, and Shen Feng often had to exchange martial arts and self-created soul skills with Oscar, so Xing moved in with him.

Oscar's self-created soul skills, the Rasengan and the Collapsing Fist, Shen Feng's palm thunder, and the explosive step that dodged Oscar's attack yesterday, are all the results of their three years of work.

Among them, Oscar's Rasengan is based on Shen Feng's Palm Thunder, while the Collapsing Fist and Explosive Step are explosive skills created based on the principle of firearms firing, utilizing super high soul power control ability.

It may be called a little trick, but its power will naturally be different in the hands of different people.

For example, in the hands of Shen Feng and Oscar, splitting mountains and rocks is no problem.

All this is thanks to their precise control over their own soul power, which allows them to avoid damage to their own meridians while exploding.

Thereby, the soul power is ejected from the body's acupoints like bullets, causing great damage to enemies at close range.

This skill works better when combined with close combat techniques such as fists and feet.

Therefore, Oscar, whose martial soul has no attacking ability, mainly practices Cannon Fist, while Shen Feng, whose martial soul is Thunder Blade, mainly practices Explosive Step.

"Xiao Feng, do you think anyone can really make it to the fourth round today?"

With such outrageous assessment requirements, I think it’s probably just another waste of time, just like in previous years.”

Oscar held the bun in one hand and the bowl in the other, taking a bite of the bun and gulping down a mouthful of soup, but strangely enough, it didn't affect his speech at all.

Shen Feng stuffed half of the bun in his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it, then reached out and took another one.

"Don't worry, there will definitely be one. You and I both fully meet these conditions."

Oscar stared at the only remaining bun on the table and made a lightning move: "That's different. We both have innate full soul power."

"Even so, I used the training method you created to speed up my training. I was already over nine years old when I broke through level 20."

"For others, if they want to reach level 5 or above before the age of thirteen, it is simply impossible unless they have an innate soul power of level or above."

"How could a genius with an innate soul power of level 5 or above come to a small village like ours to go to school?"

Shen Feng's eyes shone, and he stretched out his hand to block Oscar's outstretched hand: "That's what you say, but I won't agree to snatch the buns. The last one must be mine."

"But you're right, the world is so big, there are always some people who come here for some weird reasons."

"Like you, and like me."

Oscar nodded, but his hands did not stop. He and Shen Feng were still in that small space, snatching the only remaining bun. It was a game, but also their daily practice.

Whether walking, sitting or lying down, you are making an effort.

"That's right. There are weird people every year. Shrek Academy is weird, and the people who come here to study are even weirder."

"Cough cough cough."

Suddenly, a cough was heard from behind the two of them.

Oscar turned around stiffly and saw Flanders standing at the door with several teachers from the academy.

"If you don't want to eat, don't eat. Eating a meal can't stop the two of you from talking. Don't you know that today will be very busy?"

While Oscar was distracted, Shen Feng quickly snatched the last bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Good morning, Principal. Xiao Ao and I have finished our meal. We are going to prepare for the enrollment now."

Having said that, Shen Feng was too lazy to listen to Flanders nagging, so he grabbed Oscar and walked out of the cafeteria.

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving, Flanders looked depressed: "Two little bastards, you eat my food, learn from me, live in my house, and yet you still say bad things about me behind my back?"

Zhao Wuji patted Flanders on the shoulder and said, "Come on, Boss Flanders, stop embarrassing yourself here."

"The food they eat is all brought back by the two of them, and most of the soul skills they learn are the original soul skills developed by Xiaofeng himself. They live in your shabby wooden house, and they also give you advice and earn a lot of gold soul coins." "Tell me, is there any teaching in the world that is more worry-free than this? Are you not satisfied with this?"

Flanders was speechless: "I, I just don't find the fun of being a teacher, what can I do wrong?"

"If I have to blame someone, I can only blame Xiao Feng for being so outstanding. He deprived me of the only joy of teaching."

Zhao Wuji glanced at him and said, "It's the fun of teaching people a lesson."

Flanders' eyes changed: "Zhao Wuji, I see you are itching for trouble again, take my Eagle Claw Skill"

"I'm not afraid of you, just look at me, Crazy Bear, supporting the sky!"

The next moment, several teachers, including Shen Rui and Ling Na, burst into laughter.

This kind of comfortable environment without intrigue and only relaxed atmosphere is the real reason why these people come together.

Although life is a bit hard, the advantage is that there is no one to restrict me and I am free.

At around eight or nine in the morning, at the entrance of the Shrek Academy village, tables, chairs and benches for enrollment had already been set up.

There were seven sets of tables and chairs arranged in a row, on which were the nameplates of the teachers of Shrek Academy and the types of soul masters they specialized in.

For example, Flanders’ nameplate is placed on the table in the middle.

Name: Flanders

Title: Dean of Shrek Academy, business genius, wise man, etc.
Good at: Beast Martial Spirit, Agility, Business, Answering Questions, Being a Teacher, etc.
Of course, only his is extremely complicated, while others only have their names and the type of soul master they are good at.

Right in front of the tables and chairs, in the most conspicuous position, there was a temporary sign full of words.

At this time, about a hundred soul masters who arrived early had already gathered in front of the sign, checking the content word by word.

"Those over thirteen years old and whose spirit power is less than level twenty-one will not be accepted."

"If the first two spirit rings are not hundred-year spirit rings, and the first two spirit skills are not reasonably matched, they will not be accepted."

"The registration fee is 10 gold soul coins. Once you register, it will not be refunded. However, those who are not admitted can ask the admissions teacher a question about soul master cultivation."

"Hiss~, such a shabby academy, and the admission requirements are so outrageous."

"Are they recruiting students or collecting money? Should we go to Soto City and report them to the city lord?"

"Are you new here?" Suddenly a middle-aged man in his thirties interrupted, "Don't you know that this academy is endorsed by the Soto City Lord's Mansion and the Soto City Wuhun Hall?"

"Besides, how many people come here just for the purpose of admission?"

Hearing this, the man looked around in confusion, only to find that there were no children aged twelve or thirteen around, most of them were middle-aged people over twenty years old.

There was even a hunched figure wearing a black robe, his face covered by a wide hood, making it difficult to see clearly.

But judging from his bent back, he was definitely over sixty years old.

Moreover, he had no descendants following him. He just stood alone at the outermost edge of the crowd, waiting quietly.

"You can see that everyone is not here to register for admission, but to answer the last question in the rules."

"Did you see that old man outside the crowd? He's almost old, but he's still waiting here. What's the reason? Isn't it for the once-a-year master to answer his questions and improve his strength?"

After listening to the middle-aged man's explanation, the man who was about to file a complaint suddenly stood there in a daze. The complexity of his feelings was really indescribable.

She had no choice but to lower her head and walk to the side with her child quietly and wait quietly, and she dared not shout anymore.

At the same time, a young man with blond hair and double pupils in the crowd revealed an inexplicable smile.

"Shrek Academy? I hope it can bring me some fun."

(End of this chapter)