Douluo: Blue Lightning Dominates the World, Fist Douluo

Chapter 131 Royal Fighting Team 2 VS Shrek Academy (Part 1)

Seeing the chaotic scene in the audience, Chemir frowned slightly, his gaze sweeping across the entire venue. He gathered his soul power and spoke calmly, his voice clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.

"Quiet. My drawing of lots is absolutely genuine, and I would never stoop to deception. Furthermore, the doctrines of the Temple forbid me from deceiving the people."

"Therefore, the lottery is absolutely fair and just, and I swear on the honor of the Spirit Hall."

"At the same time, I hereby announce that all the participating students from the Soul Master Academies present who are able to enter the final competition will be granted direct entry into the Spirit Hall by the Spirit Hall as an exception."

As soon as these words came out, the audience didn't think anything of it, but the soul masters in the venue were already in an uproar.

What is the Spirit Temple? It is the highest institution in the Spirit Hall, second only to the Papal Palace and the Douluo Palace.

Throughout the entire Douluo Continent, only the capitals of the two great empires, Heaven Dou and Star Luo, each have one.

Furthermore, the Papal Palace is a place exclusively for the Pope, while the Douluo Palace is more symbolic than practical.

Therefore, the Spirit Temple is actually the highest-level authority within the Spirit Hall. For a Soul Master, being able to directly enter the Spirit Temple is a shortcut to instant success.

Not only do they offer the best treatment, but the various training methods and the prestige of the Martial Soul Temple are also extremely attractive to ordinary Soul Masters.

Upon hearing Chemir's words, Emperor Xueye's expression remained unchanged, but Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly.

He glanced at the Snow Night Emperor, whose expression remained unchanged, and instantly his brows furrowed even more deeply.

The Spirit Hall declared its authority in front of Xue Ye, which was a complete suppression of imperial power, yet Xue Ye did not react at all.

This is not normal, this is very abnormal.

But seeing that Xueye didn't react much, and since Ning Fengzhi was only the Heavenly Dou National Preceptor, it was naturally inconvenient for him to say anything more.

Furthermore, confronting the Spirit Hall directly would not be in the interest of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

So in an instant, the entire arena became Chemir's personal show.

In that moment of jubilation, no one saw the expressions of surprise and delight on the faces of all the members of Shrek Academy.

They were certainly not excited by Chemir's speech, but by the earlier predictions of the draw.

What goes around comes around; no one escapes the wrath of Heaven. The time for revenge has finally come.

In their eyes, the entire Heaven Dou Royal Academy was a bunch of good-for-nothings, including Osro's team.

How can a team without even a single Soul Master compete with them?

This is clearly a chance for them to get revenge, given by heaven.

Looking at his excited teammates, Tang San frowned, a strong sense of unease rising in his heart.

This group of Royal Fighting Team Two, whom I've never seen before, seems different from those useless guys...

Chemir quickly finished speaking and returned to his seat, and the emcee went to the front of the stage again.

"First of all, thank you, Lord Chemir, for your hard work in drawing lots, and thank you for your sincere promise. I hope that all the contestants here will perform better and join Lord Chemir's ranks as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Chemir's eyes lit up. He was a talented person; although he talked a lot, his insight was remarkable.

"Alright then, the first match of the first round of the preliminaries will be between the second team of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and Shrek Academy. All other participating teams, please retreat to the audience seats."

"The two colleges that will be competing later, please prepare to go into battle. The competition will officially begin in ten minutes."

"Stay tuned for a visual feast from these two universities."

As the emcee finished speaking, the twenty-eight participating teams on the stage left one after another.

Shrek Academy and Royal Fighting Team 2 exchanged a glance across the crowd. The Shrek Academy members were filled with anger, while the Royal Fighting Team 2 members were filled with disdain.

"Third Brother, let me make my appearance."

As soon as I entered the backstage area, Ma Hongjun's gloomy voice, unique to transvestites, rang in my ears. It was neither male nor female, but not unpleasant to hear.

Since being castrated, Ma Hongjun has visibly lost weight, and his appearance has gradually softened. With long, fiery red hair cascading down his back, if he were to wear a dress, he would look exactly like a delicate, infertile wife.

Even when dressed as a man, strangers wouldn't mistake him for a man at first glance.

Oh right, actually he's not really a man.

Tang San frowned slightly, recalling the looks in the eyes of the Royal Fighting Team 2 members when they left, and nodded slightly.

"Alright, let's go all out and catch them off guard."

The tall and burly Tyrone laughed heartily and patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder.

"Junior sister, oh no, junior brother, it's great to be able to fight alongside you again. In a bit, I'll stand in front of you and you can stand behind me and unleash your full power."

Ma Hongjun glanced at him, rolled her eyes, and gave him a seductive look.

Although he could no longer hang out with girls after that day, no one said he couldn't be the girl that people wanted to hang out with.

Take Talon for example, I just find him pleasing to the eye no matter what.

Chubby and slightly chubby, she's neither as delicate and fragile as a proper woman who might be easily ruined, nor as uninteresting as a rough man.

It's neither here nor there, it's just so incredibly tempting...

Soon, ten minutes passed, and Shrek Academy had selected its participants.

First and foremost is Dai Mubai, the strongest among them. With a four-ring Soul Master as a backup, even if the others are at a disadvantage, Dai Mubai can quickly turn the tide.

Then there's Tang San. As Shrek Academy's only control specialist and core brain, he has to make an appearance.

Finally, there's Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, Tailong, Oscar, and one of Tailong's clansmen.

Unfortunately, since the entire Blue Tyrant Academy withdrew, Shrek Academy couldn't even muster the seven members needed to maintain their participation in the competition.

As for Jing Ling, Huang Yuan, Jiang Zhu, and others from the original work, they had already withdrawn along with Lan Ba ​​Academy.

Fortunately, Tang San still had the loyal help of the Power Clan, who used all their resources to gather a full eleven-person team for the competition.

As for their strength, there's not much to say about that.

Apart from Talon, who is level 37, the others have just broken through level 30, and one is even in his twenties.

However, Tang San and the others had no right to look down on others, since their own strength was only around level 35 to 36.

Tang San glanced at the group of people before him. This was all the strength they had used, but he still felt a little uneasy.

But what's done is done, there's nothing we can do now, at worst...

After thinking about this, Tang San hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to give up the plan. After all, it was his trump card and a secret about his background. There was no need to expose it.

"Gentlemen, we have a long-standing grudge against the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. This is our chance to avenge our humiliation. If we can defeat them in front of everyone, we will not only wash away the shame we have suffered, but also make Shrek Academy famous."

"Our Shrek Academy desperately needs this opportunity."

"If we want to have a good life in the future, then we must completely crush them today, and win beautifully."

"Let us all strive together!"

Dai Mubai clapped his hands together, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

“A bunch of weaklings, watch how I tear them apart.”

Inspired by Tang San, the others also felt a surge of anger and hatred, and an invisible aura of killing intent quietly spread from their hearts.

Tang San felt slightly relieved; morale was high.

We can win...

(End of this chapter)