Chapter 9: Mechanism and Value There are more than 1,000 freshmen in Shrek Academy, divided into 300 teams, with six teams in each area. Teams in the same area will play against each other, and the results will be counted based on the wins. Wang Nan and the other two will take the exam in the ninth area. When the three of them arrived at the examination room, students from other teams had already arrived. After all, no one wanted to be late for this test. Not long after, a thirty-year-old invigilator came over. He looked short and held a list of the participating teams in his hand. "I won't repeat the examination disciplines. Shall we just get started?" The examiner glanced around and saw that no one raised any questions, so he read out the names from the list. "First round, first test. Freshman class nine: Chen Zifeng, Wen Mozhu, Qu Sheng. Freshman class one: Wang Nan, Ling Luochen, Gong Yangmo." After stepping onto the ring, Wang Nan stood at the front and looked at his opponent. The most eye-catching of the three opponents was the student named Qu Sheng. He had four gourds hanging around his waist, two large and two small, and no one knew what kind of medicine was sold inside them. As for Chen Zifeng... Wang Nan pondered over this name. After becoming roommates with Gong Yangmo, he had thought about meeting these characters from his past life memories, but he didn't expect to meet one in the first game. He would become one of the Shrek Seven Devils in the future, so he must not be an easy opponent. "Assessment—begin!"
"I have a gourd of wine to soothe the wind and dust." As soon as the examiner finished speaking, Qu Sheng shouted softly and raised the gourd at his waist. With the flashing of the soul ring, a wisp of clear wine appeared out of thin air and fell steadily into the gourd. Then he threw it hard, and the gourd drew an arc in the air and was caught by Chen Zifeng, who was standing in the front. "Food-type spirit master?" Wang Nan instantly understood the function of the gourd. Without any hesitation, he held the Panlong Staff in his hand, and with the flow of green light, his body rushed forward like a gust of wind. The arena for the freshman assessment was not big, and he was in front of Chen Zifeng almost instantly. Wang Nan swung his stick, and what greeted him was a thin sword about three feet and six inches long with three blood grooves engraved on it. It was Chen Zifeng's martial spirit, the Soul-Chasing Sword. Chen Zifeng held the sword in one hand and raised the gourd in the other, and poured the wine inside into his mouth. When Wang Nan's stick fell, although it hit the Soul-Chasing Sword, he could clearly feel that the force of the stick was diverted to other places and did not cause any substantial impact. Wen Mozhu on the other side also lit up his martial spirit. He waved his right hand and a black dot suddenly appeared under Wang Nan's feet. At first it was only the size of a fist, but it quickly spread to the surroundings and wrapped Wang Nan. Wang Nan did not dare to be careless. He took two steps and exited the range of the black spot. However, the black spot continued to move forward under Wen Mozhu's control, and its speed was even faster than Wang Nan. This is Wen Mozhu’s first soul skill - ink splashing. However, Wang Nan also has teammates on his side. Just as the ink spots were getting closer, Ling Luochen in the distance waved the ice stick in his hand, and the ink spots that were originally sticking to Wang Nan suddenly stopped where they were, and then turned into pieces of ice crystals and scattered all over the ground. After the test just now, Wang Nan roughly understood the ability of his opponent. Qu Sheng was a food-type soul master, and his first soul skill should be to absorb damage or enhance defense. Wen Mozhu was more inclined to control, and together with Chen Zifeng, they formed a team of one strong attack, one control, and one auxiliary. "The three opponents all have two spirit rings, and the two spirit skills they have used are quite effective. It seems that they are the seed team of Class Nine." Wang Nan thought. Each class will have one or two teams composed of freshmen with relatively strong strength and good coordination. Their overall strength is much higher than other teams. Such teams are also called seed teams and are prepared for the subsequent knockout rounds. Wang Nan roughly judged the strength of his opponent, and then looked at Gong Yang Mo behind him. Gong Yangmo understood what he meant, and he finally showed his martial spirit after not making a move. A pair of wings spread out behind him, and the brilliant colors and three soul rings of yellow, yellow, and purple instantly attracted the attention of everyone on the other side. Wang Nan had anticipated this. Among all the martial souls, the Rainbow Dragon Martial Soul was famous for its brilliance. Coupled with the pressure brought by the Soul Master, it was inevitable that the opponent's attention would be diverted. This was the opportunity Wang Nan had been waiting for. His first soul ring flashed, and with the blessing of controlling the wind, he rushed towards the back row of the opponent. At the same time, Gong Yangmo also released his soul skill, and a yellow halo fell on Wang Nan, making him even faster. When the Rainbow Dragon Martial Soul used soul skills, it would emit a halo in the color of the rainbow. The yellow halo was his third soul skill. The shining of the purple soul ring brought Chen Zifeng and the other two back to their senses. However, in just two breaths, Wang Nan, with the bonus of two soul skills, crossed half of the arena and came to Qu Sheng. Chen Zifeng quickly returned to defend, but was disturbed by Ling Luochen's ice element, and it was too late to rescue him immediately.
"Let's enjoy the wine, who cares about the fame in the world?" Although Qu Sheng was panicked, he still recited the second soul spell. As the second soul ring flashed, a large amount of wine was poured towards Wang Nan. Wang Nan tried his best to avoid it, but he still got splashed with a few drops. The moment the wine came into contact with Wang Nan, a strong aroma penetrated his nostrils, and for a moment, he really wanted to put down his weapon and have a good drink. Wang Nan had a trick up his sleeve, and the opponent also had a trick up his sleeve. Who would have known that a food-type soul master actually had a control soul skill? If Wang Nan hadn't used his speed with the help of the two major soul skills to dodge most of them, he would have really succeeded. After seeing Wang Nan break free from control in an instant, Qu Sheng jumped off the stage while shouting "surrender". His plan was discovered by the opponent, and he didn't want to face an offensive spirit master alone. Seeing the reduction in the number of men on his side, Chen Zifeng calmed down instead. Although Qu Sheng had stepped down, his soul skills were still in effect. Wang Nan was on his side at the moment, so this was his chance. Thinking of this, Chen Zifeng's left hand scratched the sword blade, leaving a wound. A drop of blood fell into the blood groove of the Soul-Chasing Sword. Then he threw the sword up with his right hand, and the Soul-Chasing Sword actually stopped steadily in the air. The first and second soul rings flashed at the same time, the Soul-Hunting Sword trembled slightly, and a three-inch light was emitted from the tip, then flew towards Gong Yang Mo. Since Wang Nan was able to think of breaking into the opponent's formation, he was naturally on guard against this move from the opposite side. The moment Qu Sheng stepped down from the stage, he was already rushing back and happened to be next to Chen Zifeng at this time. "Mozhu!" Chen Zifeng shouted. "Second soul skill, leave blank space!" It was Wen Mozhu's second soul skill that responded to him. Along with his voice, Chen Zifeng's entire body turned into a white outline. His hands, feet, and facial features could no longer be distinguished. It was like a blurry white shadow left in place. Wang Nan was confused, but he did not stop his actions. He swung his stick, breaking up the shadow in front of him. He looked around, but there was no sign of Chen Zifeng. Ling Luochen on the side had been paying attention to this side. When she saw Chen Zifeng disappear, she looked around and quickly waved the ice stick in her hand. Tiny ice crystals fell like raindrops. Although they had no attack power, they exposed Chen Zifeng's position. "Good!" Wang Nan praised in his heart, and then quickly locked onto the target. Gong Yang Mo released his first soul skill while moving away from Chen Zifeng. A red halo fell on Wang Nan, and Wang Nan's second soul ring also lit up at the same time. "boom--" Wang Nan's Panlong Stick did not fall on Chen Zifeng, but was stopped by the assessing teacher on the side. "Chen Zifeng is out." Compared with Chen Zifeng's team, Wang Nan's soul skill is much simpler, but the power it provides is real. Even the examiner grinned slightly after taking the stick. "I give up." Seeing his two teammates step down, Wen Mozhu no longer insisted. After all, there were still competitions to come, and there was no need to waste soul power. "The winner of this match is the freshman class, Wang Nan's team." (End of this chapter)
