Hearing Dai Mubai's words, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong's eyes widened in astonishment.
Level 47? At that level, one could already graduate from any advanced spirit master academy, right? In fact, many teachers at such academies weren't even that high in rank.
Ning Rongrong said in disbelief, "He's level 47? But he doesn't look much older than us. How could a spirit master cultivate so fast?"
Tang San and Xiao Wu both nodded in agreement. After all, the two of them were already considered top level geniuses, yet they were only level 29 right now.
And how old was Oscar anyway? He didn't seem much older than them, yet he had actually reached a terrifying level 47?
And it wasn't just Oscar there was also Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and Zhu Zhuqing.
When Tang San and the others looked them over carefully, they still found it hard to believe.
Zhu Zhuqing seemed normal enough; like Tang San and Xiao Wu, she was also level 29.
But Dai Mubai was actually level 39? And Ma Hongjun, who didn't look that much older, had already reached a frightening level 45?
At this moment, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong began to truly understand what it meant that Shrek Academy only accepted "monsters."
Studying alongside such classmates if one had no talent at all, could anyone really survive in an academy full of geniuses like this?
Dai Mubai said calmly, "Age has never meant much. Brother Ao is only fourteen years old."
At that, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong were once again shocked. Fourteen? Level 47? What kind of monster was that?
Even Tang San and Xiao Wu, who had come from small places and never seen the wider world, felt Oscar's talent was downright frightening.
As for Ning Rongrong, a girl from a great clan, she understood even more clearly what this meant!
Fourteen years old, level 47? Even her Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa had never had such talent in their youth. At this moment, Ning Rongrong's pride was utterly shattered.
She had never imagined that in a little village near Soto City, far from Heaven Dou City, there could be an academy producing such heaven defying geniuses.
Even in Heaven Dou Royal Academy itself, Ning Rongrong had never seen prodigies as terrifying as Oscar and Ma Hongjun.
But Dai Mubai didn't intend to say much more. After pausing, he continued, "Time is short, so I'll briefly explain Oscar bro's abilities. Then you must immediately decide on a strategy against him. Otherwise, never mind lasting one stick of incense just surviving his first wave of attacks would already be a feat."
Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong grew serious. Even ignoring Oscar's talent, with their current strength, facing a level 47 Spirit Elder was no laughing matter they would have to give their all.
And what's more, someone who had reached level 47 at only fourteen was bound to be even more extraordinary.
Dai Mubai explained: "Originally, Oscar bro was only supposed to proctor the fourth trial. Your actual opponents should've been me and Zhuqing. As long as you could last one stick of incense against us, you'd pass. But for some reason, Oscar bro decided to take action himself today."
That last part, Dai Mubai only muttered inwardly. He didn't dare say it aloud, for fear Oscar would hear Oscar really did hit hard!
"Oscar bro's martial spirit is rather special. I can't explain it clearly right now, but just remember one thing: whether it's attack, strength, defense, speed, or control, he excels in every aspect of a spirit master. When you face him, you must give it your all hold nothing back, or I fear he'll finish you in a single strike."
"This time, as examiner, he'll most likely use a sword an ice attribute sword. Be especially careful about that."
"But honestly, all this introduction is just so you can prepare a little. In reality, Oscar bro has no weaknesses he's good at everything."
When Dai Mubai finished, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong were dumbfounded again. "Good at everything? No weaknesses?" Those simple words didn't just show Oscar's strength they made him sound almost mythical.
Especially Tang Sanhe knew that every spirit master had a specialization. Powerattack types excelled in strength and attack; defense types in defense; agility types in speed; control types in control.
Even with special martial spirits that allowed overlap say, attack and defense together it was absolutely impossible for someone to be good at everything.
If someone really excelled in all areas, could they still be called a spirit master? Shouldn't they be called a god?
Tang San couldn't help but ask, "In this world… is there really such a person?"
Xiao Wu chimed in: "Exactly. Even if Senior Oscar is talented, you don't need to exaggerate like that."
Dai Mubai gave a helpless laugh. "I'm not exaggerating. He really is invincible. Once you get to know him, you'll understand how I feel right now."
"And it's not just you three even if Zhuqing, Hongjun, and I joined in, we still might not last one stick of incense against him."
At this point, Dai Mubai looked at them a little regretfully. "Honestly, you three are very talented. I just hope Oscar bro doesn't get too serious when he fights you. After all, it's been a while since Shrek Academy has had new members."
"Alright, I've warned you as much as I can. Now, you three should get familiar with each other and quickly discuss a strategy. Do your best not to get taken out instantly."
"Oh, and the examination field is this hundred meter wide spirit battle platform. You've all fought in spirit battles before, right? The rules are similar, but with no restrictions you can use any method you like to secure victory."
Hearing this, the three nodded. Though they hadn't officially fought in the Great Spirit Arena, they understood the rules.
They began introducing their martial spirits and spirit skills to each other. After gaining a rough understanding, Tang San, as the control type, started planning their tactics.
Dai Mubai also offered advice here and there, since he would soon be their senior it was only right.
Of course, the real reason was that he feared they wouldn't withstand Oscar's first attack and would be wiped out immediately. That would be a shame.
Tang San and Xiao Wu aside, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was a toptier support spirit. Adding such a genius to their team would greatly boost their overall strength.
Meanwhile, on the high platform, Dugu Yan sipped fruit juice and stood beside Oscar, asking softly, "What's going on today? You're actually planning to fight in person?"
Oscar turned to her with a smile. "My hands were itching, that's all. Besides, I heard that boy Tang San's martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass."
"I don't think it's that simple. If it were just ordinary Blue Silver Grass, he couldn't have cultivated so fast. So I want to test it for myself."
Dugu Yan nodded she certainly didn't believe Oscar was acting just because his "hands were itchy."
Zhu Zhuqing also came over and asked, "Sister, can Blue Silver Grass really cultivate that fast?"
Dugu Yan replied, "As Oscar just said, that boy's martial spirit likely isn't simple. After all, Blue Silver Grass is known as a trash martial spirit."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, then looked at Dai Mubai coaching Tang San's group, and couldn't help but remember when she, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun had faced Oscar themselves.
Ever since Oscar had obtained his fourth spirit ring, defeating him had become nearly impossible. No matter how they targeted him, he always found the best way to counterattack.
Zhao Wuji, Flender, Ge Yue, Li Yusong, Lu Qibin Oscar had copied all of their martial spirits countless times.
On top of that, with his clones gathering blood in the Great Spirit Arena, Oscar's stockpile of "copy sausages" was enormous.
His fourth spirit ring extended the storage time of his sausages from one month (the third ring's limit) to six whole months. Meaning, any sausage made with his fourth skill could last half a year unused.
And with Oscar's hoarder like style, who knew how much he'd stockpiled already!
Soon, one stick of incense had burned down. Oscar stepped onto the battle platform and said softly to Tang San's group: "Time's up."
Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong exchanged glances, nodded, and stepped onto the platform as well.
Dai Mubai acted as referee. Taking a stick of incense from his soul tool, he lit it and planted it in the ground: "Examination… begin!"
At his words, two yellow spirit rings rose from each of Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong's bodies.
"Tang San, martial spirit: Blue Silver Grass, level 29 control type Spirit Master. Please advise."
"Xiao Wu, martial spirit: Soft Bone Rabbit, level 29 power attack Spirit Master. Please advise."
"Ning Rongrong, martial spirit: Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, level 26 support type Grand Spirit Master. Please advise."
As they released their spirits, Blue Silver Grass unfurled in Tang San's right hand; Xiao Wu transformed into a rabbit eared girl, cute with a touch of anime flair; Ning Rongrong's hand held a rainbow hued pagoda, making her seem noble and radiant.
Oscar looked at them calmly. His soul power suddenly surged, and in his right hand appeared a crystal blue Frost moon Sword. Two yellow and two purple spirit rings rose around him.
He had already consumed a sausage made from Ge Yue's blood, to avoid exposing his true ten thousand year fourth ring better safe than sorry.
"Oscar, martial spirit: Frost moon Sword, level 47 power attack Spirit Elder."
As Oscar released his martial spirit, a terrifying pressure of soul power swept toward Tang San's group. Even without striking yet, the sword aura he exuded alone made them feel crushing pressure.
Ning Rongrong was especially shocked she sensed an overwhelming sword intent from Oscar, a feeling she had only ever experienced from her Sword Grandpa.
Seeing that Oscar's martial spirit was also a sword, she instantly understood Oscar wasn't just a prodigy in spirit cultivation, his talent in the way of the sword was extraordinary too. Otherwise, how could someone his age give her the same oppressive feeling as Sword Grandpa?
But Ning Rongrong reacted quickly. Raising her pagoda, both her yellow spirit rings lit up, and four streams of light flowed into Tang San and Xiao Wu.
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