Chapter 125: Enrolling in Tian Dou Royal Academy(PS Bonus)
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"What's the matter, Xiao Wu?" Meng Shenji asked curiously.
"Commissioner Meng, I've brought three friends to enroll," Huo Wu cut to the chase. "I mentioned it to the commissioners before."
Initially, when Huo Wu joined the Tian Dou Royal Team, Meng Shenji and the other commissioners were all in agreement. But when they heard she wanted to bring in three common soul masters in the future, they felt a bit hesitant.
After all, regardless of the special admissions for talented commoners, in their eyes, the three common soul masters Huo Wu wanted to bring in clearly weren't geniuses. Otherwise, they wouldn't need to use the back door.
The commissioners were aware of the situation in the academy, but they couldn't interfere too much. After all, those were noble offspring, backed by duchies, kingdoms, or even royal descendants. If they were to meddle excessively, they might offend those people.
Having ordinary common students here wasn't a good thing. If they were bullied, they could only endure it. Could Huo Wu really help them for a lifetime?
"Huo Wu, are your three friends waiting outside? Let them in, and we'll assess them," Meng Shenji decided to give Huo Wu some face. If their talents were outstanding, they could be kept. If their abilities were poor, then they shouldn't be spared.
"Tang San, Xiao Wu, Guang Ling, come in," Huo Wu called out to the people outside.
"Tang San?"
Meng Shenji was startled, exchanging a glance with Zhi Lin and Bai Baoshan, his expression slightly changing.
"It should be just a coincidence with the name and surname."
"It couldn't possibly be that master with unique insights."
At this moment, Tang San, accompanied by Xiao Wu and Guang Ling, entered the hall.
"The appearances of these three individuals don't look like ordinary commoners, even though they're dressed plainly..." Meng Shenji exchanged a glance with the other two, suspecting whether these three were from major families, deliberately disguising themselves as commoners for experience.
But most families on the continent wouldn't do such a thing, as Martial Souls were inherited through bloodlines. If you were a commoner, as soon as you released your Martial Soul, others would immediately know.
"Three commissioners, greetings." Tang San, having learned the etiquette of meeting commissioners from Huo Wu, placed his right hand horizontally across his chest and bowed slightly, showing respect to the Titled Douluo-level experts.
Xiao Wu and Guang Ling stood on either side of Tang San, imitating his actions.
Meng Shenji nodded slightly and asked, "State your names, ages, Martial Souls, and levels."
"Tang San, twelve years old, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, level forty-one, a versatile auxiliary-type."
"Tang Wu, twelve years old, Martial Soul: Soft Boned Rabbit, level forty-one, specializing in assassination with agility, can also assist in reconnaissance, and can act as a melee control-type strong attacker."
"Guang Ling, eleven years old, Martial Soul: sun-chasing bow, level thirty-two, specializing in long-range output, is a strong attacker, can also engage in melee control, or armor-breaking."
Listening to the three reporting their ages and levels, Meng Shenji and the others were shocked, "You're only eleven or twelve?"
"Absolutely true." Tang San nodded and released his Blue Silver Emperor, stunning the three commissioners as they exclaimed, "A thousand-year second spirit ring!" "A fourth spirit ring of ten thousand years!" "He's a Soul Sage!"
Xiao Wu and Guang Ling also released their Martial Souls and spirit rings. All of them had second spirit rings of a thousand years, and Xiao Wu's fourth spirit ring was also of the ten-thousand-year level.
"This... this is incredible!" Meng Shenji was somewhat incoherent, but inwardly ecstatic. With talents like these, if they were to join Tian Dou Royal Academy, wouldn't they be assured of victory in the next continent-wide Spirit Master Academy Tournament? Even if not in the next one, they would definitely have a chance in the one after that!
With these children's ages, they could easily participate in the next Soul Master Academy Tournament. Perhaps by then, they might even be Spirit Kings or Spirit Emperors!
Tian Dou Royal Academy, known as the Empire's premier academy, was actually supported by the Tian Dou Royal Team from previous generations. It was through their efforts that they were able to reach the finals of the competition.
In terms of the average quality of students, it might not even be as good as the Blue Tyrant Academy within Tian Dou City.
Therefore, the three commissioners had always hoped that Tian Dou Royal Academy could win a championship in the competition to establish its reputation—since they couldn't manage those noble students, they could only focus on another aspect, which was to take the elite route.
However, Meng Shenji still wanted to confirm whether Tang San and the others were truly twelve years old.
"Come here, let me feel your bones," Meng Shenji's attitude became more friendly.
Tang San walked up and opened his clothes, saying, "Commissioner Meng, I've practiced a self-created soul skill, and my hands and feet are not reliable. You can feel my sternum."
"Alright." Meng Shenji was puzzled but still placed his hand on Tang San's rib cage. He nodded and said, "Your bone age is indeed only twelve years old, but it's extremely tough, comparable to a Soul Saint."
After saying this, Meng Shenji was also surprised, and the two Soul Douluo beside him couldn't help but examine Tang San closely, marveling.
"What strong physical resilience!"
"Adequate blood and energy!"
"In places like the hands, legs, and spine, there really isn't a trace of bone age. Have you truly practiced special self-created soul skills?"
After the examination, the three commissioners became even more enthusiastic about Tang San because they speculated about his identity: "You're that master of Martial Soul theory, right?"
"I dare not conceal it, indeed, I am," Tang San admitted, then pleaded, "However, I hope the commissioners won't spread it around."
"Naturally, naturally." Meng Shenji chuckled and handed him a golden token inscribed with the words "Tian Dou." "From now on, you can freely enter and exit the Tian Dou Royal Library."
"Thank you, three commissioners."
Tang San joyfully accepted the token, which meant he had gained the recognition of the three commissioners. Then, he added, "Xiao Wu and Guang Ling have also practiced self-created soul skills."
"I see." Meng Shenji paused, looking at Xiao Wu and Guang Ling, who had already gained some stature. It was indeed difficult to handle them. He decided not to test the bone age of the two girls since he trusted Tang San's character.
"Commissioner Meng, I..."
Just then, a crisp voice came from the side. A handsome golden-haired young man walked out from the nearby passage, about to ask Meng Shenji something, but suddenly noticed Tang San, his voice stopping abruptly.
"This is His Highness, the Crown Prince of the Tian Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe." Meng Shenji and the other two stood up, walking to Xue Qinghe's side to introduce Tang San and the others' identities. Then, Meng Shenji introduced them to Xue Qinghe, "Your Highness, these three are new students who have joined the academy. They're only twelve years old but have already become Soul Ancestors and Soul Saint. Even this Tang San and Xiao Wu have fourth spirit rings at the ten-thousand-year level."
"Ten-thousand years?" Xue Qinghe showed a surprised expression, pondering for a moment as if he had realized something. He asked, "Could it be that you're the master of Martial Soul theory, Tang San?"
"Exactly, Your Highness." Tang San didn't particularly want to interact with Xue Qinghe at the moment, but since they had already met, he could only respond. Otherwise, others might think he was arrogant.
(End of Chapter)