Li Yusong was utterly speechless at Lin Fan's threatening tone.
Was it just that he hadn't woken up properly yet, or had the world completely lost its mind?
He was shocked—a Titled Douluo was threatening a mere Soul Emperor, just to become a student of said Soul Emperor.
"If you don't let me enroll, teacher, I might get upset. And when I get upset… well, I can't always control myself."
"It would be such a shame to see such a beautiful academy… reduced to rubble, wouldn't it, teacher?"
Lin Fan calmly patted Li Yusong's shoulder as he spoke, his tone completely even.
"Ah, yes, yes, Your Eminence is right! I'll enroll you!"
Li Yusong nodded earnestly.
But inwardly, he was screaming:
What the hell? Did I wake up in the wrong reality today?! How can a guy this insane become a Titled Douluo?
There's no justice left in this world!
Back at the registration table, just as Dai Mubai finished escorting Tang San and the others inside and returned to the entrance, Li Yusong called him over.
"Mumbai, take him inside the academy."
"Oh, and by the way, he doesn't need to take the entrance exam."
Li Yusong added.
Dai Mubai gave Lin Fan a curious look, then turned to Li Yusong in surprise.
"Teacher Li, is he… applying to be a teacher?"
"Classmate, what kind of look is that? I'm here to enroll as a student—just like you," Lin Fan replied flatly, though inwardly he was cursing the system to high heaven.
Showing up late, and now I have to take the blame for it.
Hmph! Once I finish this mission and get my Divine Martial Soul, I'm out of here. No way I'm staying in this damned academy.
Dai Mubai couldn't make sense of it.
Other than being more handsome than I, this guy has no redeeming qualities. He's an old man. Why would Teacher Li let him enroll without an exam? Could it be… they're relatives?
"Teacher, I'd like to enroll too."
A cold, graceful female voice came from behind them.
Dai Mubai's gaze immediately snapped toward the source, and his eyes lit up.
Lin Fan turned to look as well, and couldn't help but exclaim inwardly,
Good heavens! Compared to this girl, both Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong look completely ordinary at this age. This one already has curves in all the right places!
Still, Lin Fan was a Titled Douluo, forty-six years old after all, so he only spared Zhu Zhuqing a glance before looking away.
"Her age and soul power meet the requirements. Mumbai, bring her along too."
"Both of you, follow me."
Dai Mubai reluctantly tore his gaze away and led the way.
As soon as Lin Fan stepped through the gates of Shrek Academy, he immediately asked the system,
"So if I defeat Tang San here at the academy, that counts as completing the mission, right?"
[Please complete the mission according to the specified requirements.]
"…I'll take that as a yes," Lin Fan muttered, rolling his eyes and ignoring the system's nonsense.
Lowering his head slightly, Lin Fan began thinking about how to provoke Tang San into attacking him first. That way, he'd have a valid excuse to fight back—without giving Tang Hao any reason to seek revenge.
"Third Brother, is my sausage ready yet?"
Hearing Xiao Wu's playful voice, Lin Fan looked up toward her curious face, and immediately got an idea.
At that moment, Tang San and Xiao Wu were standing by Oscar's sausage cart.
"Tang San, don't eat those sausages," Dai Mubai immediately walked over to remind them.
"Oscar, how many times do I have to tell you—no selling sausages inside the academy! Do you want everyone here to get food poisoning?"
"Mumbai, what's wrong with the sausages?" Tang San asked, confused.
Dai Mubai then ordered Oscar to remake the sausages.
Oscar's perverted grin and his ridiculous chant successfully made everyone nearby feel nauseous.
Lin Fan casually walked up, pretending to be intrigued.
"Freshly made giant sausages? What a waste it'd be not to eat them."
Without hesitation, he snatched a sausage from Oscar and took a big bite.
"Delicious."
Then, grabbing another sausage from the cart, he walked toward Xiao Wu with a grin.
"Hey there, little girl, you're adorable. Since this is our first meeting, let me treat you to a sausage."
Seeing Lin Fan's lecherous expression, Xiao Wu's face instantly turned cold.
Tang San's face also darkened with visible displeasure.
"No thanks, mister. I'm not hungry."
Naturally, Xiao Wu flatly refused.
"Not hungry? Come on now, I just saw you eagerly trying to buy one earlier."
"It's really tasty."
As he spoke, Lin Fan moved the sausage right up to her face.
Xiao Wu immediately took two steps back, but Lin Fan followed relentlessly.
"Sir, that's enough. If we want sausages, we can buy them ourselves,"
Tang San stepped forward, his voice cold.
"And who are you? Get out of the way—don't interfere with me."
Lin Fan brushed past Tang San, still targeting Xiao Wu.
"Perverted creep! Go to hell!"
Xiao Wu's patience snapped. Instead of retreating, she lashed out with a fierce kick.
Lin Fan smirked. He easily caught her ankle with his left hand, stopping her mid-strike.
"Xiao Wu!"
Tang San was shocked—he hadn't expected someone to block Xiao Wu's attack so effortlessly.
Suddenly, Lin Fan sensed soul power fluctuations behind him—Tang San had released his martial soul and was attacking.
"Entangle!"
"Blue Silver Bind!"
Lin Fan turned his head, calmly watching the Blue Silver Grass whip toward him.
Mission accomplished.
He released Xiao Wu's ankle and instantly grabbed the incoming Blue Silver Grass vine.
"What?!"
Tang San was stunned—Lin Fan had effortlessly caught his technique.
"So… you want to fight, huh?"
Lin Fan tugged on the vine, pulling Tang San straight toward him.
With a light push of his palm, he struck Tang San squarely in the chest, sending him flying.
Lin Fan didn't stop there. He walked up and delivered a few more punches for good measure.
"Third Brother!"
Xiao Wu rushed to Tang San's side and helped him up.
Tang San wiped the blood from his lips, gasping,
"So strong… I couldn't even see his moves, nor feel any soul power. Is he an academy teacher?"
"Boss Dai, who is he? A new teacher?"
Oscar asked Dai Mubai in confusion.
"Teacher my ass. He's a new student."
Dai Mubai replied, utterly speechless.
"Hey! Fighting is forbidden on campus!"
From nearby, Lu Qibin, the teacher in charge of soul power testing, walked over with a frown.
"Who are you? Which academy sent you here to cause trouble during our enrollment?"
Indeed, with Lin Fan's mature appearance, no one would ever believe he was a new student.
But Lin Fan wasn't paying any attention to Lu Qibin at all—he was focused entirely on the system.
[Congratulations, Host! After years of diligent cultivation and a fierce battle, you've successfully defeated Tang San and redeemed your pride. Would you like to claim your reward now?]
Lin Fan's face twitched.
Fierce battle?!
Did I seriously have to "fight hard" to beat Tang San?!
Was Blue Silver Bind really that powerful?
Though grumbling inwardly, Lin Fan still asked,
"Will claiming the reward cause any weird phenomena?"
All system rewards are of premium quality. No external phenomena will occur.]
"Premium my ass."
Just remembering the so-called "newbie gift pack" pissed him off.
"Fine, settle the reward."
A surge of pure soul power suddenly descended from the void, pouring into Lin Fan's body.
"This soul power…"
Lin Fan's expression shifted in surprise.
"It boosted my soul power from Rank 28 Grandmaster straight to Rank 30 Soul Elder! Not bad, System!"
"…But what's the point? Two soul ranks at the Grandmaster level—my regular meditation yields more than that."
Lin Fan was beyond done with this nonsense.
Next, a perfect thousand-year soul ring descended from the void, intended to help Lin Fan advance from Grandmaster to Soul Elder.
Lin Fan blew it away with a single breath.
After waiting for a while, he couldn't help but grumble,
"System, hurry up already! Stop giving me trash—just hand over the Divine Martial Soul!"
[Random Divine Martial Soul draw complete.]
Suddenly, a terrifyingly sinister sword, glowing blood-red from hilt to tip, descended from the void and merged directly into Lin Fan's body through his forehead.
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