Douluo Continent: We agreed on a simulation, but they've come to life?

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The twelve corpse slaves knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. Then their physical bodies gradually shattered and disappeared, and their souls were finally freed.

"but……"

Lu Cheng slowly opened his palm, looking at the terrified, trembling soul of the Grim Reaper, a kind smile appearing in his eyes.

"You just said... that if you escape, you will definitely kill me?"

Death Messenger: "..."

Who the hell would have thought we'd encounter such a monster?

He's even more like an evil spirit master than he is. The ruthlessness of his methods and the skill with which he imprisons souls are not those of a novice.

"Please spare me! There's more treasure I've collected below this cave. I can take you there... Ahhhhh!!!"

But before he could finish speaking, he suddenly screamed in agony.

Even their souls were twisted and deformed.

A few seconds later.

Lu Cheng nodded slightly. He had just searched the soul, and this guy was indeed something. As for the corpse explosion, it was not his soul skill, but rather a skill he had developed on his own. Soul skills were more about precise control and amplification of explosive power.

Actually, he was quite interested in the corpse explosion.

After all, if we can build a good relationship with Elder Yi in the future, we might be able to get some necromancy from this wise man with a treasure chest, or even half a plane. And if we add self-destruction to the undead, could we make an undead bomb that can be reused indefinitely?

Lu Cheng casually kneaded the soul, which had been ravaged by the soul search and become even dimmer, into a ball, then tossed it into his mouth, crunched it up, and swallowed it. His eyes lit up. "Mental type... tastes good."

This can be considered making the best use of resources. Having been used to being the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Church, he has developed a good habit of never wasting these "talents".

"This little guy is indeed quite capable, but unfortunately he has gone astray..." In the sea of ​​consciousness, the gray mist surged and condensed into an old figure with a regretful look in his eyes.

"Then... Elder Yi, do you think the undead can self-destruct?" Lu Cheng asked with great interest.

If undead could self-destruct, that would be hilarious. After all, these things are immortal and can even turn ordinary humans into undead after killing them, making them a kind of natural disaster.

“Logically speaking, it is possible. Everything in this world can explode…” Electrolux nodded slightly.

His eyes showed a hint of surprise.

"Let me think...it does seem interesting."

Having said that, he once again sank into the sea of ​​his mind and calmed down.

"..."

He glanced at Xuanzi, who was charging towards him with overwhelming momentum, like a raging bull, leaving dust and mist in his wake, and the countless exploding corpses only slowing him down.

Lu Cheng shook his head.

His form vanished.

……

Inside the cave.

Wang Yan, his hair disheveled and eyes bloodshot, stared at the mess on the ground and the many inner court disciples who were either unconscious or severely injured. His eyes were bloodshot with rage. These were the main force of Shrek Academy in the competition. Not to mention what would happen in the upcoming competition, it was a question whether these core members of the inner court could recover from their injuries and reach their former peak.

Moreover, even if one can recover, there is no guarantee that no hidden injuries will remain, and a lot of time will be wasted during the golden period of cultivation, allowing other geniuses of the same age to overtake them.

"How is it?"

A figure stepped into the cave, his eyes calm, without causing a ripple.

“Ma Xiaotao, Ling Luochen, and Gongyang Mo all suffered minor injuries and will be fine after half a month of rest. However, Dai Yueheng is at the forefront of the battlefield and is the most seriously injured. Yao Haoxuan, Xixi, Chen Zifeng, and others were also affected by the second wave of corpse explosions and their bodies have been infiltrated by corpse poison. If they are not treated in time, their lives may be in danger…”

Wang Yan's eyes lit up the moment he saw Lu Cheng, as if he had found his pillar of support, and he spoke with difficulty.

At the same time, they seemed to be asking what to do next.

Lu Cheng nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

He glanced at Ma Xiaotao in the distance.

The latter was using his Martial Soul True Body at the time. Although he was in the core of the explosion, he was in better condition than the other inner court disciples, at least he could stand up and move around.

"waste."

Lu Cheng uttered two words calmly.

The latter's body suddenly stiffened, and she stood frozen in place. Looking at that indifferent gaze, she unconsciously lowered her head guiltily, her eyes darting around. It was as if the towering senior brother of the inner court and the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult had reappeared in her memory, and the oppressive feeling made her scalp tingle.

Hesitant and at a loss for what to do.

"As the captain, you hold the lives of the entire team in your hands, yet you only care about rushing in headfirst. So many years have passed, and I thought you had improved... but I didn't expect you to still be so stupid," Lu Cheng said calmly.

Ma Xiaotao's pretty face turned pale, and she clenched her fingers.

This scene left everyone dumbfounded.

Ling Luochen, Gongyang Mo, and even Wang Yan, along with many other outer court disciples, all looked surprised upon waking up.

This guy is the inner court's fire demon, with an extremely explosive temper, ready to explode at the slightest provocation. Yet he was being reprimanded like a child, without showing the slightest anger.

"Of course, I didn't mean to praise you..."

Lu Cheng glanced indifferently at the other inner court disciples.

"As the elite of the inner court, the sharpest spear and shield of the inspection team, their performance is not much different from Ma Xiaotao's."

"..."

"Kid, what do you mean?"

Xuanzi, panting heavily with bloodshot eyes, walked in step by step, staring intently at Lu Cheng with a fierce look in his eyes.

"I just want to say that everyone here... is trash."

Lu Cheng spoke with a light laugh, his smile still gentle, but now it was mixed with extreme sharpness and ruthlessness.

"Including you... Xuanzi."

"..."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked on in astonishment.

"An academy that treats the lives of its elite inner disciples as a game is not far from destruction, Xuanzi. So, the so-called extermination of evil soul masters you mentioned is just rushing in headfirst and recklessly throwing their lives away?"

Lu Cheng said with a smile.

"All I see are elite disciples who haven't even learned the art of dragon slaying, yet they're already going to the dragon's lair to kill it. As an academy that cultivates talent... Shrek Academy deserves immense credit."

“You are more like evil spirit masters than evil spirit masters themselves.”

P.S.: There will be another 3,000-word chapter around 11 PM, making it 10,000 words a day.

Chapter 115 Everyone: Without our main force, how can we compete with other teams? Lu Cheng: I'll just take action.

"good very good!"

Xuanzi stared coldly at Lu Cheng. On the surface, he naturally wouldn't do anything to Lu Cheng, as this was Elder Mu's order. Besides, Shrek Academy needed him to win the championship.

But after the competition ends and we return to Shrek Academy...

I will make sure you know the consequences of offending me.

“Teacher Wang Yan, this matter… I will take full responsibility. I will lead them back to Shrek Academy first, so you will have to take over as their leader for now.” Xuan Zi’s eyes reddened as he looked at Wang Yan.

It seemed as if he possessed quite a bit of spirit, even moving himself to tears.

But in reality, everyone knows that this debt can never be settled with Xuanzi, since the latter is Shrek Academy's strongest fighter. Even if he causes a huge disaster, what can Shrek Academy and the Sea God Pavilion do to him?

Expelled?

Or liquidation?

The only options are to raise it high and lower it low, and even... one must not allow its reputation to be damaged.

After all, Mu En, the pillar of Shrek Academy, is now old and may pass away at any time. Therefore, the next Sea God Pavilion Master can only be Xuan Zi. And a Sea God Pavilion heir cannot have any blemishes on his record, as this would directly affect Shrek Academy's credibility among the various forces on the original continent...

Then someone has to take the blame.

Wang Yan had no words to express his bitterness, so he silently nodded.

This time, not only will he be responsible for the competition, but he might also be blamed for the serious injuries to many inner disciples of the Mingdou Mountain Range... if he fails to win the championship.

Xuanzi's move of retreating to advance was a masterful display of skill.

If he were to admit to this crime, would the many elders of the Sea God Pavilion allow him to do so?

Xuanzi, feeling a sense of tragic grandeur, rose from the ground carrying the figures of many inner court disciples, heading back towards Shrek Academy.

Lu Cheng smiled without saying a word, watching Xuanzi's departing figure.

With him around, Yao Haoxuan and the others won't lose limbs or be permanently disabled as in the original story, but they will inevitably need to recuperate for two or three months. With only a few days left before the deadline for the competition registration, it's clearly too late.

The only ones who can participate are Ma Xiaotao, Ling Luochen, and Gongyang Mo, who are slightly injured, but they will need to rest for at least half a month and will not be allowed to participate during that time.

That means he's the only one left to represent Shrek Academy in the battle...

This way, they can better attract the attention of the Body Sect.

Moreover, he strongly suspected that during each competition, these shameless guys would hide among the crowd, secretly observing geniuses with true spirit martial souls, and then secretly recruit them. After all, the Continental Soul Master Academy Competition was indeed the most prestigious and cost-effective competition...

……

Mingdou Mountain Range.

The campfire made a popping sound.

Meanwhile, many outer court disciples sat around, their faces grim. Bad news kept coming in one after another. Originally, they were essentially cheerleaders in the stands, only needing to cheer and show their faces occasionally. After all, with their strong main force carrying the team, they could easily crush any other team. But now…

They became the main force.

Moreover, they had no one to rely on.

The burden of Shrek Academy's eternal honor rested on the shoulders of these teenagers, whose average age was only thirteen or fourteen.

How heavy it is.