yasinovel Chapter 33 The Undercurrents in Shrek Academy's Outer Courtyard
Chapter 33 The Undercurrents in Shrek Academy's Outer Courtyard
On the highest stand of the stands, Yan Shaozhe stood with his hands behind his back, calmly watching the match below.
The students in the distance, watching this figure, were all discussing and wondering.
How could a round-robin tournament, the first round of freshman assessments, attract the dean of the School of Foreign Languages to personally descend upon the place?
Logically speaking, it's already surprising that someone of this status would even appear in the semi-finals.
What's going on now? Has something unexpected happened?
Yan Shaozhe could certainly hear the discussions below, but he paid no attention to these rumors.
He simply looked calmly at the students below, letting the wind gently blow through his hair.
Suddenly, a burst of unrestrained laughter rang out behind me.
"Hahahaha! Old Yan! What brings you here today?"
Yan Shaozhe continued watching the match below, without turning his head, and calmly said:
"Qian Duoduo, why aren't you checking on the students applying to the Soul Guidance Department this year? What are you doing here?"
Behind him, Qian Duoduo stepped forward and said with a grin:
"So what? This is the freshman assessment. As the dean of the Soul Guidance Department, what's wrong with me looking for promising students?"
Yan Shaozhe narrowed his eyes and said calmly:
"These students are only first graders, what kind of soul tools could they possibly know?"
If you come here looking for someone, you're probably going to be disappointed.
I advised Dean Qian to check whether any of the students who applied to your department in recent years had passed the minimum passing grade.
A hint of displeasure flashed in Qian Duoduo's eyes, but she still smiled and said:
"This thing is pretty useless. If the students don't want to, there's nothing I can do."
What I fear is that some people abuse their power and secretly win over students.
If I found out, I'm afraid I'd have a serious falling out with this person.
From the moment we arrived until now, Yan Shaozhe finally glanced at Qian Duoduo and said:
"I've seen better soul tools in the Sun Moon Empire, but they're nothing special."
The quality of students in our two colleges is vastly different. Dean Qian, don't you ever consider your own shortcomings?
Qian Duoduo sneered, "The problem? The problem is that I was too soft-hearted and believed someone's nonsense!"
"Now, if I wanted to go to Sea God Lake to see the Pavilion Master, you certainly wouldn't allow it?"
Yan Shaozhe replied, "You don't need to find fault with me. I'm just a minor dean of the Martial Soul Department of the Outer Court. I have no right to interfere in my teacher's affairs."
Qian Duoduo sneered, "If you didn't do anything wrong, why hasn't the Pavilion Master replied to my message yet?"
The complete integration of soul tools into the soul master combat system is an inevitable trend!
"Those who say such things have probably never seen Mingde Hall's cutting-edge soul tools, have they?"
Yan Shaozhe's disdain became even more pronounced. Looking at the match below, Yan Shaozhe said:
"Hmph, Dean Qian still loves to boost others' morale while diminishing his own."
If the Sun Moon Empire's wondrous techniques and ingenious crafts were truly that powerful...
Why are they still wearing it on their own little patch of land? According to your logic,
This Douluo Continent should have belonged to their Sun Moon Empire long ago.
"In that great battle, at the most crucial moment, didn't we rely on our Soul Master system?"
Qian Duoduo sneered, "Hmph, after that great battle, they've already started to pay attention to our system, but what about us?"
Haha, don't misunderstand Dean Yan, I would never compare so many progressive people on the mainland to a certain pedantic fellow.
They are also seeking improvements; otherwise, why is our army now producing soul-guided devices?
In this day and age, have you ever seen anyone still using Tang Clan hidden weapons?
*Swish! Swish! Swish!* Below, the students on the opposite side collapsed to the ground. The commentator exclaimed in surprise:
"My God! This classmate named Huo Yuhao is being used as a weakness by the enemy!"
Taking advantage of Captain Yan Feng's use of his third soul skill, he pounced on Huo Yuhao!
However, Huo Yuhao cleverly used the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow, a hidden weapon from the Tang Sect, to launch a surprise attack and seize the decisive factor in the competition!
From the stands, Tang Ya's cheers were very loud.
"Well done, Huo Yuhao! That's how you should do it! Poke out his blackheads!"
Bebe, who was below him, said with difficulty:
"Xiaoya, let's find another spot. Can you get off my shoulders first?"
Tang Ya retorted angrily, "You have no manners! Call me teacher!"
Seeing Qian Duoduo's expression, Yan Shaozhe's smugness was palpable.
With a mocking smile, Yan Shaozhe said:
"I think a certain dean should pay less attention to world affairs."
"First, think about how to use those little toys you've researched to scam some more funding from Poseidon Island."
Qian Duoduo glared at him and said:
"Asking Poseidon Island for money sounds nice, but my words won't get through. In the end, I'll still have to ask you for money!"
Every year you have people withholding funds from my Soul Guidance Department; are you trying to control the entire Outer Courtyard! To become the emperor of the Outer Courtyard!
With a whoosh, Yan Shaozhe turned around and said in a low voice:
"Dean Qian, you'd better watch your words."
Our Martial Soul Department has never been interested in your Soul Guidance Department's affairs.
If you really have a problem with the Martial Soul System, you can just say so. I, as the dean, will take responsibility for it.
As the head of a hospital, your every move represents the attitudes of too many people.
Please stop spreading slander and rumors, and don't say anything that hurts the harmony.
After saying that, without waiting for Qian Duoduo's reply, Yan Shaozhe turned and left the stands.
Before leaving, Yan Shaozhe glanced at Huo Yuhao and his two companions who were walking off the stage, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.
At this moment, the battle below ended.
On the sidelines, Mr. Wang Yan, dressed in a black suit and with black hair, was standing to the side holding the name card.
Looking at the lively atmosphere around him, he nervously pushed up his glasses.
Wang Yan felt a little nervous as it was his first time being in charge of this kind of competition.
The match unfolded repeatedly in Wang Yan's mind, and he thought to himself:
"Think back to the time when you meet students again, be friendly."
To make a good impression, one must not lose one's composure.
Just as Wang Yan was lost in thought, a charming voice sounded from behind him.
"Hello, are you the teacher in charge of this competition?"
Wang Yan turned around and found a beautiful woman with an extremely hot figure standing behind him.
Dressed in red, she was looking at Wang Yan with a serious expression.
Looking at the girl in front of him, Wang Yan said nervously:
"It's me. You must be a student. If you want to watch the game, you can go to..."
"You get off, I'll take over."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yan's remaining words caught in his throat.
He looked at the girl in front of him with surprise and asked:
"Excuse me, what did you say?"
The woman said, "I am Ma Xiaotao, an inner court disciple. Due to the inner court's secret requirements, I need to observe the students in the next round up close, so I am in charge this time."
Although still a little confused, Wang Yan understood what she meant.
Faced with this strange situation, Wang Yan subconsciously asked:
"Are you an inner court disciple? But I'm sorry, I need to verify the truth of this matter."
Excuse me, do you have any college teachers...?
Before he could finish speaking, Ma Xiaotao raised an eyebrow and her expression turned stern.
"I said there's a secret mission, so there is. Do you agree or not?"
Poor Mr. Wang, what could he do in this situation?
Under Ma Xiaotao's glare, he could only lower his head and reluctantly give up his seat to her.
He slunk away to his seat in the audience.
Soon, the host's voice rang out on the stage again, followed by a passionate opening speech.
Tang Wulin and his two companions also walked over from one side of the arena.
Immediately afterwards, they ran into Ma Xiaotao, whose eyes were sharp.
Seeing the senior student who had stormed into the hospital building three months ago, Wang Dong and Tang Wulin immediately became wary.
Wang Dong asked, "What are you doing here?"
Ma Xiaotao said, "I'm in charge of this competition, let's get some autographs first."
"Do your best, otherwise my fainting spell that day will seem useless."
Tang Wulin was startled, thinking to himself:
"We mustn't let this hot-tempered senior find out anything."
So he quickly put on an innocent and naive expression and said:
"Sister, I don't understand, what are you talking about?"
Looking into Tang Wulin's flawless eyes, Ma Xiaotao smiled enigmatically and said:
"That's not up to you. Alright, hurry up and sign, it's your turn soon."
At this point, the host had finished reading his opening remarks, although he said:
"Next up are the captains of the first group from Class 1 of the freshmen: Tang Wulin, Wang Dong, and Xiao Xiao!"