Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 163 Challenging the Scorpion Tiger!

At this moment, the students on the field subconsciously turned their gazes to Chen Ping, who was being stared at by Dai Huabin.

Chen Ping never expected that he would be targeted by Dai Huabin on the first day of school, and used as an object to establish his authority.

Sigh, I just wanted to get along with you guys as an ordinary second-year student, but all I got in return was being used as a stepping stone.

In that case, he could only teach Dai Huabin what it means for a sapling to grow straight if it's not pruned.

With a single step, Chen Ping flew dozens of meters from the stands, landing heavily on the arena floor. The terrifying explosive power of his leg muscles instantly stunned many in the audience.

Even Dai Huabin, after careful consideration, was certain that if he jumped with all his might, he could jump as far as Chen Ping.

Hmph, as expected of an enemy I value, you do possess some strength. However, achieving 185 points requires more than just brute force.
Dai Huabin's wounds had basically healed under Teacher Li's treatment. He sat upright in the spectator stands of the arena, looking at Chen Ping who had landed in the arena, his expression complicated.

He had a bad feeling. He had heard a lot about his older brother at home, and he knew that his older brother had been ruthlessly suppressed by that senior student from the inner academy named Ma Xiaotao many times. Recently, it seemed that even the position of captain of the Shrek team was about to be taken away.

Could it be that Chen Ping is here to suppress me in the same way that Ma Xiaotao suppressed her older brother Dai Yueheng?
Dai Huabin thought for a moment and quickly shook his head. He had already exhausted his last bit of strength when dealing with a three-thousand-year-old soul beast. No matter how strong Chen Ping was, he could only deal with a three-thousand-year-old soul beast a little easier than him.

As long as he makes even a slightly bigger mistake, he'll still be number one this year, that's right!

"Chen Ping, what level of soul beast are you going to challenge?"

The proctor looked at Chen Ping and subconsciously assumed that Chen Ping would most likely choose a soul beast of the three thousand years level.

After all, Dai Huabin only lost five points in total.

If Chen Ping wants to compete with Dai Huabin, he must choose to challenge the three-thousand-year-old soul beast that Dai Huabin has challenged in order to have a chance to catch up with or even surpass his opponent's score.

"Okay, let's go with 5,000 years. Anything higher would be difficult to handle."

Dai Huabin's words about challenging a three-thousand-year-old soul beast were like a thunderclap in everyone's ears.

When Chen Ping spoke with a serious expression, choosing a five-thousand-year-old soul beast as his challenge, everyone thought they had misheard.

Are these second-year students really capable of handling a soul beast with a lifespan of five thousand years?
As students of Shrek Academy, many of the students present grew up listening to the stories of the Shrek Seven Devils.

Even Tang San, the Sea God who eventually ascended to the God Realm, had his strongest achievement at the second ring level: defeating a human-faced demon spider that was just over two thousand years old, whose spider silk was spit out three times a day, and whose carapace was dented by the dragon head cane. As a result, he obtained the supreme external soul bone, the Eight Spider Spears!
The students in Class Two were unaware of Chen Ping's cultivation level, but how could the students in Class One not know? Just before the holiday, Chen Ping's soul power level was only level twenty-six!
Without the cultivation of a Soul Master, how could Chen Ping possibly challenge a Soul Beast of five thousand years?

Could it be that Chen Ping is stronger than Tang San, the Sea God of the same era?

Chen Ping was naturally unaware of what his classmates were thinking, as his cultivation level had indeed not broken through to level 30.

Even after spending a month in seclusion during the holiday, during which he forged all the thousand-refined metals, his soul power level was only level twenty-seven.

However, for Chen Ping, soul power level cannot be linked to his own strength. Chen Ping admitted that Tang San, who later activated all his cheat codes, had almost a fully equipped 100,000-year soul bone, and had more than two 100,000-year soul rings, was indeed very strong.

But comparing Tang San with his current self when he only had level 20 or so of soul power is just ridiculous.

Tang San truly reached the level of being invincible among his peers and a dragon among his contemporaries only after he had passed through the City of Slaughter and begun to cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer.

Before this, he could only cultivate faster, but he didn't have such a strong suppressive power when fighting against Soul Masters of the same level.

Even if you were to pit Tang San, who is at level 20, against Huo Yuhao, who is at level 20, even if Tang San used all his hidden weapons, he would most likely be completely defeated by Huo Yuhao, who has mental detection and the Ice Emperor Martial Soul.

Looking at the incredulous referee, Chen Ping casually stretched out his hand, and the Dragon-Touching Staff appeared in his hand.

As his soul power level increased, the Dragon-Touching Staff in his hand became increasingly substantial, weighing at least twice as much as when it first evolved from the willow wood staff!
At this moment, the Dragon-Touching Staff in Chen Ping's hand gleamed under the sunlight, its scales shining brightly, and the large bells at both ends flashed with a cold light, making Chen Ping appear heroic and extraordinary.

"Yes, teacher, I want to challenge a soul beast with a lifespan of five thousand years."

As Chen Ping spoke, he released his spirit rings, one yellow and one purple.

The exaggeratedly powerful spirit rings made many people realize that Chen Ping was not joking about challenging a spirit beast of five thousand years; he might actually have the strength to do so!
Once it was confirmed that Chen Ping was not joking, the proctor waved his hand, signaling the staff below to bring the only 5,000-year-old soul beast that had been temporarily brought in into the animal pen.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

A deep, yet orderly rumbling sound echoed from the end of the animal pen, a low roar like that of a supercar engine spreading in the infrasound frequency band.

Although the sound wasn't very loud, it made all the young soul masters present suddenly perk up and look towards the end of the animal pen.

Clearly, this ultra-low frequency roar, unique to the Emperor Engine, is exclusive to the King of Beasts.

Chen Ping's opponent was also a tiger-type soul beast!
Even Chen Ping became interested at this moment. Although they were both five-thousand-year-old soul beasts, tiger-type soul beasts were far stronger than most soul beasts of the same age.

This also means that Chen Ping will face even greater challenges.

However, when Chen Ping saw his opponent clearly, he was taken aback.

With pure black fur, a massive body over three meters long and two meters tall, dark purple eyes that shimmer with an eerie color, and most strikingly, a hook at the end of its tail that gleams with a dark light!
It was clearly a black tiger, but it had a single hook on its tail, like a scorpion's tail.

Chen Ping's opponent was not any other soul beast, but a top-tier soul beast, namely the legendary Dark Demon Evil God Tiger bloodline degenerated version of the soul beast—the Scorpion Tiger!
In the instant that their eyes met, Chen Ping saw the scorpion tiger's fear of him, which in turn aroused Chen Ping's own intense fear of the scorpion tiger.

This means that the scorpion tiger can see through just how strong his physical attributes are, and that it already possesses the advanced intelligence that is usually only found in ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts!
If you put this scorpion tiger together with that golden-eyed tiger from before, I'm afraid that in less than ten moves, the golden-eyed tiger would be bleeding profusely in the arena!

　Some readers have said the pace is a bit slow. No worries, we'll still update 10,000 words a day tomorrow. Even if we can't pick up the speed, we can still increase the update volume!

　　
　
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