Douluo: Blue Lightning Dominates the World, Fist Douluo

Chapter 132 Royal Fighting Team 2 VS Shrek Academy (Part 2)
Ten minutes is not a long time, and soon the competition staff arrived, urging them to come out.

Anyone with eyes could see that no one believed in them, not even the competition organizers, and there was only one staff member who came to inform them.

Even this one person, when facing them, spoke with disdain and even a hint of annoyance.

It seems that coming to inform them would be an insult to myself.

Faced with this discrimination, everyone from Shrek Academy was seething with anger, waiting to vent it on the arena.

As soon as they reached the entrance of the passage, the Shrek Academy students heard the master of ceremonies outside loudly announcing the names and martial souls of each person entering from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

A series of special golden beams shot down from a high platform erected on one side of the Great Soul Arena, escorting the members of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's second team onto the field.

The team uniforms were light gold, with the words "Tian Dou" embroidered on the left chest and seven silver stars on the back, the symbol of the Tian Dou Empire.

The group of young men and women looked to be in their early twenties.

Under the light of the soul tools, even though it was daytime, they seemed to be radiating dazzling brilliance, like little golden suns attracting the attention of the audience.

It has to be said, this scene is truly exhilarating.

But for the students of Shrek Academy, this was a disgrace, a blatant disgrace.

"Damn it, they're obviously using us as foils to highlight these main flowers," Tyrone said, furious.

As a member of the Power Clan, and possessing the Ultimate Strength-type Martial Soul, the Mighty Ape, his temper is far from pleasant.

They really are like gorillas—irritable and easily angered.

However, they are also more likely to back down when facing stronger opponents.

After all, gorillas are primates, and they have sensitive pain receptors. It's better to back down early to avoid suffering.

Ma Hongjun, standing to the side, snorted coldly and said in a sinister tone, "That's not right. We're not some supporting role, we're cow dung."

"Isn't a beautiful flower more dazzling when stuck in cow dung?"

Dai Mubai's face turned ugly, and he glared at Ma Hongjun.

"Fatty, it's your business if you're a pervert, and it's your business if you want to smear yourself. Don't drag us into it. We're perfectly normal people."

"Pervert? Normal person?" Ma Hongjun couldn't help but sneer, the eerie feeling instantly sending chills down one's spine.

Even Dai Mubai couldn't help but feel nervous at this moment.

Since Ma Hongjun got rid of the root of troubles, his cultivation has indeed progressed rapidly, just as Yu Tianlin predicted.

He was only level 27 a little over a year ago, but now he is level 34.

Even if you subtract the level from absorbing the soul ring, you can still average out to one level every three months.

Such a cultivation speed is even faster than Tang San and Xiao Wu. You should know that Tang San is only level 35 now, while Xiao Wu is 36 levels ahead of him.

Even more terrifying is that his desires were not satisfied and he had no way to vent them. This caused his martial soul to mutate again.

The Fiery Phoenix has truly lived up to its name.

The viscous black flames ignite upon contact, burning relentlessly until the flames are completely destroyed, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

Even though Dai Mubai had seven levels higher soul power than him at this moment, he really didn't want to provoke such an evil and unorthodox sect.

Seeing that the two were about to start fighting, Tang San quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Alright, alright, we're all comrades, those people on the other side are the enemies. If you have the strength, shoot them."

"Let's go, it's our turn to perform."

With the lights off, even without the lights, the Shrek Academy players' tan team uniforms were enough to catch the eye.

Amidst the jeers and gasps of the audience, the Shrek Academy students stepped onto the arena with grim faces.

As soon as they stepped onto the stage, Tang San and the other six saw pairs of extremely contemptuous eyes.

Those utterly disgusted looks seemed to regard them not as human beings at all, but as maggots crawling out of a cesspool and spreading their pupae everywhere.

Disgusting, weak, and utterly uninteresting, not even to the point of being easily crushed.

No one would willingly crush a maggot covered in feces for no reason, because it's just too disgusting.

Just like Tang San and the others at this moment, they were covered in yellowish-brown excrement, looking exactly like maggots with legs.

If this weren't on a fighting stage, they probably would have turned and left by now. Even though their opponents hadn't said anything, their eyes seemed to say it all.

"You, you guys..."

Xiao Wu was furious. She opened her mouth, but really didn't know what to say.

Because the other side was just watching them and didn't do anything else excessive.

If you can break down someone's defenses with just a glance, wouldn't that be playing right into their hands?

At this moment, a graceful figure stepped out from the Royal Fighting Team 2. It was none other than Grand Marshal Golong's direct descendant, Kagome.

Kagome waved her hand dismissively, "Alright, alright, stop with the 'you' and 'me' stuff."

"Referee, now that everyone's here, let's get started."

“If I continue to stand here, I feel that the audience’s gazes towards me are a bit strange.”

These words undoubtedly struck a nerve with the Shrek members, who had been harboring pent-up anger with nowhere to vent it, and now they had finally found an outlet.

"Fuck you..."

Ma Hongjun shouted, and his soul power instantly surged, with black flames spreading all over his body in the blink of an eye.

"Hongjun!" Tang San shouted sharply, flashing in front of Ma Hongjun.

"A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan. We've endured so much already, we absolutely cannot let it all go to waste. They're just trying to provoke us."

Ma Hongjun took a deep breath, and his soul power gradually calmed down, and the flames on his body gradually went out.

Yes, he endured it when Yu Tianlin castrated him, he endured it when the Tiandou Royal Academy bullied them, and he endured it when Murphy and others beat them up.

It's just a couple of sarcastic remarks now, why can't we tolerate it?

We've already endured so much, we can't let it all go to waste.

"Wow, this little girl has quite a temper."

Suddenly, Ge Wei's words struck a nerve with Ma Hongjun once again.

"Endure, endure, endure, I'll endure your grandma's legs, I'm a phoenix, a phoenix, not some tortoise, I can't take it anymore."

Scorching black flames rose from Ma Hongjun's body, and three spirit rings, one yellow and one purple, rose from beneath his feet.

The first spirit ring shimmered faintly...

Suddenly, an immense pressure swept over, and a series of spirit rings, yellow, purple, and black, lit up on the referee's body.

"Shrek Academy, this is a warning. If you repeat this offense, you will be automatically disqualified."

In an instant, everyone fell silent.

Not to mention Tang San and the others, even the members of the Royal Fighting Team 2 did not expect that the unassuming referee in front of them was actually a Soul Saint level expert.

It should be noted that Soul Saint level experts can attain the rank of Earl or higher in the Heaven Dou Empire and possess their own fiefdoms, making them undoubtedly local tyrants.

It feels so surreal that a Soul Saint level expert would condescend to be a referee for the tournament.

In the VIP section, Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly as he glanced at Emperor Xueye and Bishop Chemir.

Others may not know, but he knows it all too well.

The entire personnel arrangement for the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena was completed through the cooperation of both parties.

Sensing Ning Fengzhi's gaze, Chemir turned his head and smiled slightly.

"That's right, I arranged the referee. The people in the ring are all rising stars from the mainland. If any injuries or deaths occur in the ring, it will undoubtedly be a loss for the entire mainland."

"Arranging for a Soul Saint to protect us would be good for everyone."

Ning Fengzhi nodded suspiciously, but did not refute it.

There was just a vague feeling that something was wrong. Even if Chemir's words made sense, it was really a waste of talent to appoint a Soul Saint as a referee.

Or rather, it's been given too much importance.

(End of this chapter)