[Wen Ye＋Douluo] Human Design Delusion

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An academy that only accepts monsters.

The posture is arrogant, but it makes people feel excited.

Xiao Wu was aroused by the old man's words, she grabbed Tang San's sleeve and kept whispering.

The latter smiled helplessly, and while listening, he glanced sideways at the white owl, but the other person looked normal.

"Do you still want to sign up?" The old man dusted off his clothes and urged lightly, "If you don't sign up, just leave."

Tang San took out the twenty gold soul coins he had prepared and stuffed them into the wooden box, and said warmly: "I will pay for it."

As the registration fee was put into the box, the two of them reached out their hands in tacit understanding and touched the old man's bones.

The young man's expression was indifferent, and the faint smile on his face made him more calm, while the girl's face was full of interest, and there was no trace of nervousness. The two of them had in common that they were both confident and generous.

The old man chuckled, feeling satisfied.

He first put his hand on Xiao Wu's wrist and nodded with a smile, "You're of the right age." When he touched Tang San's wrist bone, he hesitantly said, "Have you practiced any soul skills on your hands?"

Tang San nodded, and the old man asked him to lift his legs and start feeling the bones again, "You're old enough."

"Both of you, release your martial spirits and let me see."

Pink and blue lights lit up at the same time, and four hundred-year-old soul rings rose instantly.

The old man's eyes stayed on the blue silver grass in Tang San's palm for a few seconds: "Is this the blue silver grass?"

Tang San nodded and smiled: "Shrek Academy only accepts monsters, am I considered a monster?"

The old man was stunned for a short time. After taking a breath, he laughed loudly, "Of course!" He turned to look at the white owl on the side, and there was expectation in his words, "I see that the three of you walking together are also little monsters. ?”

Hearing this, Tang San also looked back. Although he was traveling with the White Owl, they had only known each other for two days, and their conversation last night only included a few words about this life. Tang San still didn't have a deep understanding of his martial spirit. understanding.

Take this opportunity to get to know each other.

"Consider it half a monster." White Owl hesitated.

He thought for a while and added: "I am older and cannot compare to young people."

This is a cute thing to say.

Tang San laughed.

The old man was startled, his eyes fell on the white owl, and he glanced up and down: "You are talking nonsense when you are a teenager." Then he said, "Hand out your hand and show me."

The white owl obediently stretched out his hand.

The old man squeezed it a few times, and after confirming the age of the bones, he let go. He pondered for a while: "14 years old, you are not too old." He added, "You release the martial spirit first, and I will take a look."

Shrek Academy's admissions threshold is not a rigid rule. Regardless of age or soul power level, it is just a more intuitive and time-saving way to screen students.Li Yusong worked as a guard at Shrek for several years and saw many talents, but very few could be called monsters. The number of students was scarce, and the college could not make ends meet. If it could not recruit students, it would not be able to afford food.

Therefore, on the premise of not lowering the standards, Li Yusong was willing to give him a pass, and at the same time, he could not be classified among the outstanding soul masters, so he was a little more relaxed.

After all, this is only the first level of the entrance examination, and he must leave some people for the second, third, and fourth levels.

The passing standard is over level [-].

White Owl stood on the spot: "Wuhun will look at it later. Can you answer my question first?"

"…you say?"

The black-haired boy smiled: "Does your school accept charitable investment now?"

"..."

WTF?

Li Yusong almost thought he heard wrongly.

Charitable investment?What's the meaning?Does this kid want to invest in Shrek Academy?

Is this shabby school finally turning a corner? !

No, no, you have to wait.

Li Yusong stiffly touched his beard, trying hard to maintain a calm expression. He subconsciously glanced at the young man in front of him, and his eyes wandered back and forth on him again, squinting.Just by paying attention to the other party's dress, Li Yusong couldn't tell any details.

What is this child's background?

"...Ahem, sponsoring the college is not just playing house, let's call you family..."

"Five hundred amethyst coins, one year."

The white owl didn't beat around the bush, he laid out his chips straightforwardly, and his generosity was staggering.

Xiao Wu immediately tightened Tang San's forearm muscles and pinched them unconsciously a few times, her eyes shining.

Tang San took a breath, his eyes became complicated for a moment, but he didn't say anything, thinking in his heart - such a large sum of money is definitely not something that ordinary families can afford, and the freedom of property and the degree of mobilization of rights indicate that The status of the white owl.

After hearing this, Li Yusong immediately stood up and said without any hesitation, "Okay!"

He was so excited that his eyes widened, fearing that the cooked duck would fly away by itself.

No matter how much he does, let’s keep the people behind first.

As for whether this matter is feasible, it is not impossible to wait until the dean comes back to discuss it.

Amethyst coins are rarely circulated on the mainland because of the scarcity of raw materials, but they are rare currencies that will never depreciate. One amethyst coin is worth a hundred gold soul coins.

A total of five hundred!

There is hope for renovation of the college, hope for improved food, and hope for a happy life!

The desolate Soul Emperor with white hair and wrinkled face thought about the good days in the future and almost couldn't hold back his own pressure. It took him a long time to come to his senses and finally gathered his thoughts and returned to this scene.

Amethyst coins are a rare currency, and ordinary soul masters with no background have only heard of them. People who use amethyst coins as trading currency are all wealthy and powerful people, and this one is probably no exception.

He still had to look at whether the martial soul belonged to the seven major sects, the four affiliated sects, or other forces. The martial soul was a very intuitive reference that made it easier for him to judge.

Besides, there are already more girls from the seven major sects in the school, so it doesn’t matter if there is another boy.

Li Yusong thought wildly.

Did the child from Qibao Glazed Pagoda have any intention of sponsoring the academy...

Cough, far away.

"The dean is not here right now, kid, would you like to try the entrance exam first?" Li Yusong casually found a reason.

White Owl: "Is it an entrance exam?"

"Yes."

"Do sponsors still have to take exams?"

Li Yusong curled his lips, and the old god nodded at the wooden table: "Isn't that the horoscope that has not been written yet?"

The white owl nodded thoughtfully, and the soul guide hanging around his neck flashed with light.

"—clang!"

A wooden box as tall as an adult's calf suddenly appeared, its frame clanging against the wooden table.Over the years, the wooden table that had been nailed up haphazardly creaked under the weight of a box of wealth, as if it would fall apart under the weight in the next second, but it still held on.

The box is opened.

The light of money makes people's eyes hurt.

Several people present were more or less frightened by this big box of natural wealth, and their expressions were expressionless.

The sound of the amethyst coin hitting was extremely clear.The crystal clear gems are dazzling.

All in all, money tastes great.

Under this stimulation, Li Yusong suddenly woke up and raised his hand to close the heavy box.

"It's true that since the dean is not here, I can't make the decision... I still have to go through the procedures."

Tsk, it’s strange that the dean would let this fat sheep run away.

No matter what family he is in or what his status is, he will not be released unless he chews off a few kilograms of oil and water.

Li Yusong coughed twice and reluctantly watched the white owl put the box back into the soul guide.

The delay has been long enough.

White Owl raised his right hand, and the pale golden soul power condensed in the palm of his hand, slowly taking shape.

Yellow, yellow, two circles of soul rings rise.

His fair skin was wrapped in the outward soul power like a black mist. His honey-colored eyes were unruffled when exposed outside the bandage. There was still a light-colored scar on his lower lip that was less than the width of his little finger. His dark coat had no traces of it. The wind moved on its own, and the two black belts hanging around the waist fluttered a few times, slowly falling with the wind, and landed next to the bandages on the wrists.

Different from the previous frivolity, after summoning the martial spirit, the white owl became cold and silent for a moment.

But it only lasted for a moment, and then it returned to the white owl that Tang San was familiar with.

"This martial soul..."

After frowning for a moment, Li Yusong hissed in a low voice, an unfamiliar martial spirit would be in trouble.

Bai Owl seemed to be used to others being curious and confused about his martial spirit, so he took the initiative to explain.

He tugged at the clothes on his body and said, "My martial spirit, Black Beast, is also known as Akutagawa Ryunosuke."

Li Yusong couldn't understand.

But in order to protect the young man's face, he didn't say anything and nodded to show his understanding.

Xiao Wu couldn't hold it back, lowered her voice and whispered in Tang San's ear: "Xiao San, what the hell is this? The weapon spirit just called the name of a beast spirit."

"..." Tang San shook his head.

Not a swan?

The guess in his mind was overturned, and Tang San was a little surprised, because when the martial spirit is passed down, the next generation will instinctively choose the stronger martial spirit among their parents to inherit when the martial spirit awakens. The royal family's swan martial spirit is definitely considered the best. The top of the pyramid of martial arts, but the martial spirit of the white owl is not a swan.

Whether the other party's martial spirit is stronger caused the error, or is it a matter of speculation.

Still need to wait and see.

Tang San calmly withdrew his gaze and squeezed Xiao Wu's hand as a comfort.

Li Yusong thought for a moment and asked: "It's been a hundred years... barely, what level are you at now?"

The 14-year-old second-level soul master was just "reluctant" in his words, and Tang San secretly clicked his tongue.

White Owl was not angry at the old man's comment and said, "It should be level 27."

Hearing this, Li Yusong's eyes suddenly lit up.

Although he is a bit older than those two children, he is still a little monster that should not be underestimated.

He turned around and ordered: "Mubai, take these three students to the next assessment."

Dai Mubai glanced at Tang San and sighed softly: "Okay, teacher, come with me."

White Owl stood there and looked at Li Yusong with doubtful eyes: "Do I still want to take the assessment?"

"...Aren't you here for the entrance exam?"

Bai Owl frowned and looked at Li Yusong with an unreasonable expression.

"I have already passed the preliminary examination and expressed my intention to invest in the academy, so why do I need to go through the assessment process."

"Investors should have privileges, right?"

"Such as exemption from exams and so on."

Li Yusong was innocent but a little confused, and confused but a little innocent, "What he said seems to make sense."

White Owl came over, casually smoothed a handful of short hair dangling in front of his forehead, and said in a consultative tone:

"Can I be the examiner?"

"The kind that tortures them."

"You can just watch."

Thinking of the contents of the box, Li Yusong slowly gave a fake smile: "I can't make the decision."

The white owl sighed in disappointment.

Just when Li Yusong breathed a sigh of relief, the black-haired boy walked in neatly and said:

"Then let's discuss it with the teacher in charge of the review. I won't bother you."

The teacher inside?

Fudo Ming Wang Zhao Wuji is not someone to be trifled with.Li Yusong twitched the corners of his mouth, looking forward to it.

Let him treat this little brat.