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Huo Yuhao hadn't made any reaction yet, but he never thought that the person behind him would react very loudly.

"Eleven years old, with a fifteenth level soul power, and a ten-year soul ring! With such strength and talent, you can actually pass Shrek Academy's admissions? Are you kidding me?"

Huo Yuhao couldn't help but frown when he heard the indistinguishable male and female voice, and then turned around suddenly.

The moment their eyes collided, Huo Yuhao was stunned.

This boy is so beautiful. Although he is not as stunning as the teacher, he is still stunning.

But the teacher is a woman, how can a man be so beautiful?

Huo Yuhao frowned at the thought, and the surprise immediately disappeared.

And the boy in front of him looked down on Huo Yuhao in a condescending manner, which also weakened the amazingness by three points.

She has short pink-blue hair, big pink-blue eyes, extremely delicate facial features, a slender figure, and a pair of long legs that are particularly eye-catching. The women behind her have already blushed and screamed in low voices.

But all of this was ignored by Wang Dong. He pointed at Huo Yuhao with an accusatory and arrogant voice.

"Why can such a person enter Shrek Academy? It's not like some big noble came through the back door, right? Since he's going through the back door, get out of here, and then he pretends to walk through the same passage as geniuses like us and enter the academy in a regular manner. Isn't it disgusting!"

"Who are you calling disgusting?"

"It's you I'm talking about! I hate privileged people the most. They are simply an eyesore to me. Go away!"

Wang Dong said that he was about to stride forward and knock the person away, which completely stepped on Huo Yuhao's bottom line.

So Wang Dong's shoulder hit Huo Yuhao hard, but he didn't knock him away, which surprised Wang Dong.

"Oh, you can actually withstand my collision, boy, it's not bad! But you only have this much strength. Get out!"

"Apologise!"

"What?"

"I told you to apologize!"

"You asked me to apologize? Did I say something wrong? Didn't you go through the back door? Isn't it disgusting? Why are you still here showing me how to be self-respecting? In Douluo Continent, the strong are respected. You are weak and have nothing to do with it!"

After saying that, Wang Dong ignored him and started to sign up with the teacher directly.

Seeing this, Teacher Zhao glanced at Huo Yuhao's bloodshot eyes. After thinking for a moment, he decided to ignore it and work first.

After helping Wang Dong review the information, she was asked to tell her her strength and then release her martial spirit.

Wang Dong smiled when he heard this, "Okay, teacher. Wang Dong, eleven years old, Wuhun Light Goddess Die, level 26 attack-type battle soul master!"

"Level 26?! An eleven-year-old great soul master! Look, his soul ring configuration is one yellow and one purple!"

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