Wu Zhangkong’s chilling voice thundered throughout the area, courtesy of the soul megaphone.
Following that, he pressed down a button on the megaphone and pushed it into Tang Wulin’s hands.
“Teacher Wu, do you have to be so ruthless?” Tang Wulin groaned.
Wu Zhangkong looked him right in the eye. “Did you think getting full marks would be that easy?”
Before Tang Wulin could retort, the megaphone sounded again. “Pay attention students of the Imperial Sun Moon Soul Engineering Academy! The six of us come from Shrek Academy! We’re all fourteen years old and we’re here to challenge your strongest team under the age of twenty! We’re here to show you once again the gap between you and the greatest academy on the continent!”
Shit! This thing even has this kind of functionality…
Wu Zhangkong disappeared in a blur, leaving only a rustle in the air.
Tang Wulin buried his face in his free hand.Teacher Wu, didn’t you say you were going to lead us? We trusted you!
As the megaphone repeated itself for the third time, Xie Xie shot Tang Wulin a fearful look. “We’re trapped.”
Xu Xiaoyan swallowed down a mixture of saliva and trepidation. “We must have been smoking something if we thought we’d get all those points for the same amount of work! I take it back. This is a crappy idea!”
On the other hand, Ye Xinglan seemed entirely in her natural habitat, cracking her knuckles with a shrug. “Let’s do it. If you want, I’ll shout too.”
Xu Lizhi’s hand shot up straight in the air. “I agree!”
Gu Yue approached Tang Wulin to examine the megaphone. “It’s not like Teacher Wu’s declaration was wrong.”
All Tang Wulin could do was let out a relenting sigh. “Teacher Wu should just be called the ‘Trap King’.” After messing around with the megaphone, he finally found the power button, turning the device off before it could repeat the confrontational announcement a fifth time.
However, it was too late. In the short moment that the megaphone had been on, a giant crowd formed around them. Students and staff of the Imperial Sun Moon Academy, as well as people passing by.
A blonde, middle-aged man walked out of the school building. His expression clouded over as he approached Tang Wulin, the bearer of the megaphone. “Shrek Academy?” he asked.
Tang Wulin stored the megaphone in his storage ring and stepped forward. “We’re from Shrek Academy’s outer court. The first grade class.”
“If you want to challenge us, then so be it. Follow me,” the man said, sweeping his imposing gaze past them.
Tang Wulin felt like an ant before this man, his sharp aura cutting down any courage he could muster.
“Now everyone else, get moving. If you want to know the outcome of the match, we’ll be broadcasting it live later.” The man’s overpowering aura suddenly retracted, and he turned around to lead them into the academy.
That easy?Tang Wulin glanced at his companions, a chill running
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