Melee archer with maxed-out Douluo luck

Chapter 257 Avengers and Traitors Must Die!

In fact, most people in the venue were not very clear about the strength of each college, but this did not prevent them from having a discussion.

Most people were sharing their guesses with those around them based on the state of the participants they saw upon entering, which made for quite a lively scene.

Until Xue Qinghe read out the list of the last group of colleges.

"In the first round of the preliminary rounds, Heaven Dou Royal Academy will face off against Blue Tyrant Academy."

Suddenly, unlike before, shouts of "Heavenly Dou Royal Academy" rang out in the venue.

Aside from a few individuals, the majority of the audience were from Tiandou City, so it wasn't surprising that Tiandou Royal Academy had such a strong demand, even though the rules clearly stated that only the second team would be participating.

However, in the eyes of most people, even the second team is comparable to or even surpasses other academies, even though Blue Tyrant Academy is also an academy of Heaven Dou City.

As for the other academies, apart from the renowned Elemental Academies, in the eyes of the audience in Tiandou City, they were all country bumpkin teams, beggars from out of town, coming to the imperial city to make a living, and just there to entertain the gentlemen.

Although they didn't dare say it out loud, that's what they really felt. They couldn't afford to offend Soul Masters, but paying to watch the game and fantasizing about it wasn't too much to ask, right?

"Alright, the first match of the first round of the preliminary rounds will now be between Heaven Dou Royal Academy and Blue Tyrant Academy. All participating academies, please leave the stage. The two academies that will be playing later, please prepare yourselves. The match will officially begin in half an hour."

In the stands, Xue Qinghe finished his task and simultaneously announced the start of the opening match.

Staff from other colleges, led by the staff, went up to the stands specially prepared for the athletes to watch the game.

In the entire rest area, only the Royal Fighting Team 2 and the Blue Tyrant Academy, which were far away from them, remained, with only a few figures flickering about.

The atmosphere in the rest area was rather somber; even the interaction between Han Li and Ning Fengzhi earlier hadn't lifted their spirits.

On the contrary, in their view, Dugu Yan's trouble-making was instigated by Han Li, although in fact there was no difference.

Are you planning to withdraw from the competition?

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but speak up when she saw the staff members approaching.

Her mental state was on a completely different level compared to the others.

Moreover, although she didn't care about the Soul Master Tournament, she knew very well that the opening match was related to the face of the Heaven Dou Empire. If they lost, even she would be affected, even if the impact was insignificant.

Upon hearing Ning Rongrong speak up, Oscar quickly chimed in, "Everyone, cheer up! This is our debut, we have to show our best!"

"As for Tianshui Academy, we'll definitely run into them in the round-robin tournament. Just defeat them."

He sounded a little guilty as he spoke, but that was all he could do.

Aside from Dugu Yan and her three companions, they had information about Tianshui Academy. The intelligence system showed that five members of this year's Tianshui Academy had reached level 40, while the remaining two were at levels 38 and 39 respectively.

Although everyone except the vice-captain Shui Yue'er is older than them, they meet the requirements for participating. While powerful organizations recruit talents based on a comprehensive assessment, the competition is all about strength.

They chose to participate freely; no one forced them.

"Little O is right, we'll get our revenge on the field. Now, we need to pull ourselves together. This is the opening match, and also our first battle on the mainland. We have to play a beautiful game."

It was Tang San who spoke; he had finally reconnected after being disconnected.

He had already buried the humiliation he had just suffered in his heart.

A gentleman takes his revenge, even after ten years!

With his talent, he will surpass everyone sooner or later, and the names of the people from Tianshui Academy have already appeared on his Tang Sect Kill List.

Of course, there was also Han Li, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall whom he had never truly met. He had personally witnessed the Title Douluo taking him away from Notting City.

Because of the Spirit Hall and Zhu Zhuqing's matter, Han Li's name is quite high on his list.

But now the enemy is powerful, and he must be patient. At present, what is most important to him is the opening battle that will begin in half an hour, which is also the first step in his rise. He cannot allow himself to fall here.

As soon as Tang San finished speaking, Tai Long immediately responded enthusiastically.

He had been keeping his head down the whole time, even though he didn't know why. But Tang San was in a bad mood, so he had to follow suit. This was a "secret technique" that his grandfather had taught him.

Xiao Wu forced herself to cheer up. She didn't care about what Dugu Yan said. What really saddened her was that Zhu Zhuqing hadn't looked at her once since she appeared.

However, it was clear that she was doing well. Xiao Wu comforted herself and quickly recovered.

That's settled then. Even if she had to choose again, she would still choose Tang San.

Ma Hongjun looked at Flander, who stood silently to the side, with some concern.

Unlike others, for Ma Hongjun, Flander was not only his teacher, but also like a father.

If Oscar was left to his own devices, then Ma Hongjun was raised with Flander's doting care. He could see that Dugu Yan's words had almost destroyed this teacher and dean who was like a father to him.

He walked hesitantly to Flander and cautiously called out, "Teacher."

Flander, somewhat dazed, turned his head upon hearing his words and looked at his worried disciple, forcing a smile: "Don't worry, it's alright. Good luck in the competition later. Your teacher might need you to support him in his old age."

"teacher."

Ma Hongjun called out again, his eyes reddening.

"Alright, you'll have to rely on yourself from now on. Don't worry, I'm a Soul Saint after all, nothing serious will happen."

Flanders, however, showed a rare look of kindness, patted his head, and gave him a push towards his teammates.

Regardless of the circumstances, he couldn't afford to affect his disciple any further. For Ma Hongjun, the competition was the most important thing right now.

As for other matters, if the Spirit Hall doesn't pursue them too quickly, he should have plenty of time to talk to him.

While Ma Hongjun and Flander were talking, Tang San came to Dai Mubai's side.

"If you want revenge, you should be even more focused. Anger won't change anything here. You won't forget this grudge, and neither will I. Now, it's time to fight."

After saying that, he turned and left. Behind him, Dai Mubai raised his head, his eyes bloodshot and his four pupils flashing with a fierce light.

"You're right, I want revenge."

A frenzied aura emanated from Dai Mubai, and his soul power actually increased.

Tang San turned around abruptly, surprised that Dai Mubai had broken through from level 39 to level 40 at this critical moment.

Now, maybe we can go even further.

"Congratulations, Boss Dai."

The commotion caused by Dai Mubai's breakthrough also attracted the attention of others.

The group regrouped, and although their spirits weren't as high as when they entered, they had returned to normal.

Tang San glanced at Flander, who still chose to remain uninvolved, shook his head, and said nothing.

Their opponent was predetermined; this information was already known yesterday.

As for the information on the Blue Tyrant Academy team members, even without the preparation of the Heavenly Dou Academy, they had the mole Tyrone on their side, and the team members already knew it by heart. They had also formulated a plan long ago, so there was no need for Flander to repeat it.

Looking around at his teammates, Tang San said in a deep voice, "When we go on stage, let's follow the tactics we discussed before and finish this quickly."

Upon hearing his words, the others nodded in understanding.

Meanwhile, staff members arrived and urged the group to come out. After verifying their identities, they led them toward the entrance and explained the procedures to them.

The Royal Fighting Team 2 is undoubtedly the protagonist today, and they cannot afford to make even the slightest mistake.

Just as the group was getting a little annoyed by the staff's chatter, the cannons fired again, signaling the start of the opening match.

After the commotion outside subsided, the host's voice rang out, and a special golden beam of light shot down from the high platform set up on one side of the Great Soul Arena, landing at the exit in front of the group.

At another reminder from the staff, Tang San took a deep breath, exchanged glances with the people behind him, and took the lead in walking towards the exit.

As he appeared, the atmosphere in the arena became lively, and the host shouted his name. After everyone came out and the introduction was completed, the seven people walked towards the huge arena in the center under the escort of the beam of light.

Even Ning Rongrong was somewhat agitated in such an environment, let alone the others. They forced themselves to maintain their composure and made their way to the arena.

Their figures were also projected into the air, protected by golden light. Combined with the rather magnificent uniforms of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, the venue once again erupted in excitement.

On the other hand, the Blue Tyrant Academy students weren't treated so well. There was no golden light, no cheers, they had nothing, but they didn't care.

The seven of them remained silent, suppressing their resentment towards Tyrone, and silently walked onto the ring.

From the beginning, they knew they were no match for the other side, but they hadn't come up here today for the sake of victory.

Dean Erlong is right, traitors must all die!

They can't do it, the rules don't allow it, and they don't even have the same background as Talon, but that doesn't matter; being able to vent their anger is enough.

For five whole years, some of them have not graduated, all for this year's Soul Master Competition, hoping to secure a bright future.

But even under these circumstances, Tyrone left the academy without giving a reason, and his teammates of several years were the last to know when the news broke.

They went to his house to ask why, but were stopped outside by his grandfather Titan, who told them to get lost and not to jeopardize his grandson's future.

And they had no choice but to leave.

They could understand Talon's choice, but they couldn't accept it.

Most importantly, he hasn't offered a single explanation yet.

If Talon had told them beforehand that he had found a better team, although they would have been angry and cursed, they would have wished him well instead of being abandoned like they are now.

The cheers in the venue were deafening, and the host continued to stir up the audience's emotions.

On the arena, the two sides faced off, but a brief silence fell over them.

(End of this chapter)