Douluo Continent: Ultimate Sea God Dragon, Inheriting Two Godhoods

Chapter 119 sets the stage (Please subscribe)

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy was bustling with activity, and the main campus playground was filled with all the students.

Because the competition starts tomorrow.

Standing prominently on the platform at the front of the playground were fourteen students from two teams participating in the competition. The skill of these fourteen students was enough to convince everyone in the academy.

"Gentlemen!"

Chief Dream Machine Officer stepped forward to the front of the stage. The moment he opened his arms, all sound ceased.

The light swept across this thriving scene, finally settling on Ouyang Ling and his fourteen companions.

"I believe all of you students share my eagerness for this Soul Master Competition! Because in this year's competition, our Heaven Dou Royal Academy team possesses strength far greater than ever before!"

"The championship is our goal this time!"

"Glory shall belong to the Heavenly Dou Empire!"

Under the power of their souls, a passionate roar resounded throughout the entire arena!

At this moment, the passion of all the trainees was ignited!

Amidst the ups and downs, the chants echoed: "Champion! Champion!"

"Glory to the Heavenly Warriors!"

"Glory to the Empire!"

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The shouts never ceased, the cries never stopped.

They had waited far too long for this moment.

Although neither of the college's two teams has won the championship yet, and they don't even know if they can actually win it, they've waited too long for this fighting spirit and this confidence!

The former Heaven Dou Royal Academy:

Aim for third place, strive for second.

Everyone subconsciously believes that the champion of the tournament will definitely be the Spirit Hall, or perhaps the Star Luo Empire, which was lucky in the past and only won the championship once.

As for the Heaven Dou Empire and the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?

Is there any chance of winning the championship?

But today, the chief education officer said that it exists.

So no matter what, this feeling was raised in everyone's hearts.

Amid the cheers of the students, Meng Shenji didn't say much. When Prince Xue Qinghe took the stage, she only spoke briefly, offering encouragement to the contestants, and mentioned the rewards for winning the championship.

As the crowd gradually dispersed, the two teams arrived at the Education Committee as summoned.

While waiting, "whoosh" 6

Clutching his chest, Yu Feng gasped for breath.

"I can't take it anymore, I'm suddenly so nervous."

"What's there to be nervous about?"

Oslo crossed his arms, looking disdainful.

"How dare you say that to me?"

With a hint of disdain, Yu Feng shifted his gaze to Oslo's feet, revealing the "truth" behind his feet constantly stomping, indicating his unease.

"Aha—, you see?"

"So verbose!"

He kept a straight face and immediately turned his head away.

"Okay, it's normal to be nervous."

Yu Tianheng tried to dissuade him, saying, "After all, the burden on our shoulders is not light at all. And as for the champion—"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Just as Dugu Yan beside him thought he was discouraged, the next second, Yu Tianheng clenched his fist tightly, exuding an aura of dominance, "I am equally determined to win!"

"This is the man I want to be with."

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Overjoyed, Dugu Yan took his arm.

With a hint of regret, he said, "It's a pity you're still two levels away from breaking through to Soul King; the time is still too tight. If only you had a little more time—"

"It's alright."

Yu Tianheng interrupted her.

While the two were talking, the others were also busy. Their conversations mingled and weaved through the crowd.

Thinking of the weight of the "championship," Yu Feng clicked his tongue repeatedly, mimicking Yu Tianheng's tone, "The champion's words—"

Unexpectedly, Ma Hongjun, who was standing next to him, rolled his eyes at him and immediately started to undermine him.

"What champion are you talking about? Winning the championship is the first team's job, while you're just a second team player."

Yu Feng immediately glared at him. "Do you need to tell me! Can't I even be a team member?!"

"It's easy to assume."

Ma Hongjun nodded, looking like he was thinking of you, "But you have to be realistic."

Upon hearing this, Yu Feng immediately became curious.

"How practical is it?"

As a result, Ma Hongjun held up two fingers.

"For example, getting second place."

"Holy crap!"

Yu Feng was stunned by the audacious words.

"With our lineup, you actually dare to dream of that?"

Unexpectedly, these words offended everyone in the second team.

Ning Rongrong gave a forced smile, a "#" character seemingly popping out of her forehead, and said, "Yu Feng, what's wrong with our lineup? Is it something I don't like?"

Beside her, Zhu Zhuqing also raised her claws at the opportune moment, her cold gaze sweeping over Yu Feng's vital parts, making him shiver.

"It's nothing, it's nothing—"

This made Yu Feng wave his hand repeatedly.

"I said our lineup is very strong."

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This rapid change of expression immediately drew laughter from the crowd.

At this moment, Ouyang Ling also turned his gaze away from the window. He took a deep breath, calming his equally excited emotions.

"Your second team can also keep up the good work."

He turned around, smiled slightly, and said, "The Spirit Hall has three Soul Kings. You have no hope of defeating them. So you might as well set your sights on the third-ranked one and give the Star Luo Royal Academy a good beating."

"Three Soul Kings!"

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped!

Clearly, they were unaware of this.

At that moment, the door to the Education Committee was pushed open, and Xue Qinghe and three other members of the Education Committee walked in together.

As it happened, they heard the commotion coming from inside the office while they were outside.

"That's right, three Soul Kings."

Before the three education commissioners could speak, Xue Qinghe asked seriously, "Do you still have the confidence to win the championship?"

However, when he spoke, his gaze was mostly fixed on the Royal Fighting Team.

The members of the Royal Fighting Team noticed this, exchanged glances, and smiled.

"Victory is certain!" ×N

They're just three Soul Kings.

Can he compare to a powerful Soul Saint?

Have you ever seen a Soul Master completely overpower a Soul Saint? Well, they have one right here!

"very good."

Seeing the high spirits of the Royal Fighting Team, Xue Qinghe nodded with satisfaction. She was worried that if her teammates weren't up to par, it would hinder Xiao Ling's performance.

That would be terrible.

She then turned her attention to the three education commissioners.

Meng Shenji and the other two understood and gently waved their hands, signaling everyone to sit down.

Once everyone was seated in silence, Meng Shenji cleared his throat and said with a rather serious expression, "As everyone knows, the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament is the largest martial soul competition in the soul master world, initiated and hosted by the royal families of the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires, and co-organized by the Spirit Hall. The strength of the participants is second only to the Spirit Hall Elite Selection Tournament."

"Since it's a competition, there are rules."

"First, participants must be under 25 years old, and each session must have at least seven participants."

"Secondly, the purpose of the competition should be friendly sparring, avoiding injury or maiming opponents as much as possible, and death is absolutely not allowed. If any academy kills an opponent, in addition to bearing the corresponding losses, it will also be expelled from the Soul Master Tournament."

Upon hearing this, the Education Committee fell silent.

Although Ma Hongjun muttered, "Soul skills are indiscriminate, and water and fire are merciless. What if someone gets injured or killed?" a few people, such as Yu Tianheng and other offensive soul masters, echoed his sentiments, but Ouyang Ling quickly shut him down with a single sentence.

"That's easy."

He gently patted Ye Lengleng's shoulder.

"It's unlikely he'll die. If the injury is serious, let Leng Ling help treat him. Anyway, Leng Ling will basically be watching the game from the stands."

It was clearly a joke, yet no one refuted it.

Because if it really comes to that, it would make the referee seem useless, unable to even save the person.

Then Meng Shenji went on to explain the rules.

Of course, the Royal Fighting Team doesn't need to participate in the qualifiers and promotion matches. So for them, these two competition formats are completely irrelevant.

Their real stage is the finals!

After the conversation ended, Meng Shenji and the others dismissed everyone, telling them to prepare properly, but they kept Ouyang Ling behind.

He didn't say much, only asking, "Are you confident?"

"have!"

"Can I break through to the Soul King level?"

"able!"

"Alright then."

Meng Shenji placed high hopes on him.

"The rest is up to you."

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Ouyang Ling remained silent, everything was understood without being said.