Douro Continent

Chapter 315 The Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies (Part 2)

At this moment, only Fatty among the Shrek Seven Devils had removed his mask, and only two of the dozen or so students from Canghui Academy had seen them before. Therefore, they did not recognize these people.

"Who are you calling a toad?" Tyrone was the first to jump out.

"Whoever's wearing that shit-green team uniform, that's who I'm talking about. Hmm, I think each of you is missing a green hat. If you add that, it'll be perfect." The speaker was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties. Tang San and the others had never seen him before. He was pale, thin, and his small eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

"I'll show you who the toad is." Tyrone's fist swung out immediately. He was never one to have a good temper, and after being provoked by the other party, how could he hold back?

"Talon, come back." Tang San's voice rang out. Talon's fist, which was about to be thrown, had to stop in mid-air. He turned to look at Tang San, "Third Young Master, I..."

Tang San said calmly, "What's the use of talking? If you want to fight, wait until the arena. Don't you know that fighting between Soul Master academies is prohibited here? Where did this bunch of little white dogs come from? Do they have owners? Take them away quickly."

Tang San's expression remained calm beneath his mask, at most showing a hint of impatience, and he didn't even glance at the people from Canghui Academy.

"Who are you calling a dog?" The people from Canghui Academy had no manners whatsoever. They surrounded them in an instant, each one exuding an imposing aura and seemingly possessing some real strength.

Dai Mubai chimed in perfectly, "Anyone barking here is a dog. A pack of stray dogs that no one cares about. Xiao San, we can't fight here, but we can always defend ourselves, right? I don't mind sending these little white dogs home."

The students of Canghui Academy were furious. Just then, a strong and powerful voice rang out, "What are you doing?"

Upon hearing this voice, the students of Canghui Academy immediately became obsequious and hurriedly parted to the sides. From behind them, an elderly man of about sixty years old walked out. He was also dressed in a moon-white Soul Master outfit, but the embroidery on his body was gold.

Flander, who had been observing coldly from the sidelines, couldn't help but flinch when he saw this person.

Ma Hongjun whistled, "Oh, the owners of the little white dogs are here. Hurry up and take these little white dogs away. Otherwise, they'll bark and make a mess of the place."

To the surprise of the Shrek Academy students, the old man merely glanced at Ma Hongjun indifferently and did not retaliate. Instead, he said in a deep voice, "Go." After saying that, he turned around and headed towards another direction of the rest area. The students of Canghui Academy looked at each other, and no one dared to say anything. They obediently followed him.

The fat man laughed and said, "It's really different now that the master is here. He's so obedient."

"Alright, Fatty." Flander glared at Ma Hongjun, who then shut his mouth, but there was still a hint of resentment in his eyes.

Flander frowned slightly and said, "I didn't expect that old fellow to go to Canghui Academy. It seems that the quality of Canghui Academy's participants this year is quite good. Could it be that his earlier agitation was just an act?"

Ma Hongjun, who was closest to Flander, quickly asked, "Teacher, who was that old man just now? Do you know him?"

Flander nodded and said, "That old guy's name is Shi Nian. His martial soul is very special; it's a unique martial soul that has form but no substance. It can create various illusions, causing people to lose their way within them. With his current strength, he could easily kill an opponent lost in an illusion by harming themselves. We call his martial soul 'Remnant Dream.' This old guy is extremely insidious. Don't be fooled by his calm demeanor; he's incredibly vengeful. You all better watch out. When I first met him, his soul power was already over level sixty; now it's probably over level seventy."

An illusion? Such a martial soul exists? The Shrek Seven Devils were simultaneously startled, their minds racing as they considered how to fight it. But most of them looked completely bewildered.

Flander said, "His spirit is very troublesome; even spirit masters stronger than him generally don't want to fight him. Alright, the opening ceremony is about to begin, let's get ready to enter. Mu Bai, Tang San, you two lead everyone in. I'll go ahead and watch you two display your heroic bearing from the stands."

Before anyone could even have a chance to resist, the Dean had already slipped away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Sure enough, the competition staff quickly went to the rest area and organized the students who had arrived to enter the venue.

To the Shrek Academy students' dismay, the staff seemed to ignore them, organizing other academies to enter one by one, but forgetting about them. It wasn't until they were the only group left in the rest area that a staff member approached and led them into the entrance passage.

If it weren't for Tang San and Dai Mubai holding them back, the group, who were already seething with anger, would have already shown signs of exploding.

Although he was the last to enter the venue, everyone was still stunned by what they saw the moment they stepped inside.

Surrounding the huge and open square were countless spectators shouting and cheering. Directly in front of the central area was a grand stage with a golden background, and behind the grand stage was the renovated VIP area.

The spacious venue, with a diameter exceeding 150 meters, had the colleges entering already arranged in neat formations in the center. Each college was introduced by a master of ceremonies on the platform upon their entrance.

"The last team to enter is the Shrek Academy team. Shrek Academy, formerly known as Blue Tyrant Academy, changed its name to Shrek a year ago. Look how distinctive their unique attire is! There are eleven students participating in the competition. Their slogan is 'The Champion Without Opponents.' What a creative slogan! I hope they can perform exceptionally well."

As the emcee spoke, the audience in the stands burst into laughter, with shouts rising and falling.

"Damn it, I can't hold back anymore." Dai Mubai clenched his fists as he walked forward. Tang San, who was walking behind him, could clearly feel that Dai Mubai's muscles were tense and ready to explode at any moment.

"Boss, just bear with it a little longer. We'll shut them up with our strength during the competition." Tang San patted Dai Mubai on the shoulder.

Dai Mubai turned to look at Tang San, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down. If it were just him, he probably would have already exploded, but he knew that as the captain of this team, if he did something rash first, how could he lead the team?

Finally, all the participating academies had entered the arena. The Shrek Academy group stood at the very back of all the teams.

Tang San ignored the laughter around him, carefully observing his surroundings. This Great Soul Arena was undoubtedly the largest he had ever seen, with stands large enough to hold 80,000 spectators. The entire arena was decorated with a silver backdrop, and although it was morning, it was illuminated by specialized magical lighting, giving it not only a luxurious feel but also a grand and imposing atmosphere.

When his gaze fell on the VIP platform, he was surprised to see several familiar faces. Among them was Prince Xue Xing, the one who had driven them away from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, along with three members of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's teaching committee. They were all seated in the second row of the VIP section. There were only three people in the first row of the VIP section.

In the center stood a man dressed in a long, golden-red robe, wearing a crown adorned with gold and diamonds. His face was as round as the ancient moon, and he appeared slightly older than Prince Xuexing, though their features shared some similarities. However, this man's bearing far surpassed that of Prince Xuexing. Though he appeared somewhat aged, his dignified presence exuded a sense of absolute authority, as if everything around him revolved around him.

Without asking, Tang San guessed the man's identity. Even Prince Xue Xing was sitting in the second row, so the identity of the person in the center of the first row was obvious. Who else but the Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire could sit in this position? To this man's left sat an even older man. He was covered in a long, crimson robe, wore a five-pointed platinum crown, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he were asleep. His shoulders were narrow, and his slender body resembled a javelin.

Tang San not only recognized the man to the emperor's right, but was also very familiar with him. He was Ning Rongrong's father, Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi was wearing a white robe and a seven-treasure purple-gold crown, a symbol of his status. As one of the three sect leaders of the seven major sects, he was fully qualified to sit in this position. As for the red-robed man on the other side, Tang San could tell from the five-pointed platinum crown on his head that this person was the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall.

The supreme ruler of the Spirit Hall is undoubtedly the Pope, and below the Pope are four archbishops, their status symbolized by a five-pointed platinum crown. The person before him is undoubtedly one of these platinum archbishops. To be qualified as a platinum archbishop, this person must be the temple master of the Spirit Temple in Heaven Dou City. His status is extremely prestigious.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi seemed to sense that Tang San was looking at him. His gaze shifted and met Tang San's. He smiled slightly and nodded gently.

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Xiao San is going to pick up his wife and Princess Tangtang from school soon; everything is ready at home. Becoming a father feels strange, but no matter what, his sense of responsibility is stronger. Xiao San has always been a very responsible man; I think everyone believes that. Hehe. The most difficult few days are over, and Xiao San promises that updates will continue. Once they're all back, writing will be much easier. Xiao San will definitely manage his time well, balancing family and writing, and will never let his readers down.

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(End of this chapter)