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

Chapter 652 Trying to renege on my debt? Dream on!

Three battles, three victories, all opponents were 'dead,' leaving no trace of their bodies.

At this moment, Chen Ping, clad in a white robe, stood proudly in the center of the chilling arena, as majestic as a war god.

His cold eyes held an undisguised killing intent as he looked down at the Holy Spirit Sect's waiting area.

Zheng Zhan shivered from the lingering chill of the sudden burst of cold air, which also cleared his head considerably.

He glanced at Chen Ping, who had already closed his eyes to rest again, and swallowed hard.

"In the third match of the individual elimination tournament, Shrek Academy faced off against the Holy Spirit Sect, and Shrek Academy won."

In the rest area, Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng had already stood up, gritting his teeth as he looked at Chen Ping on the competition stage.

Regardless of how Zhongli Wu on the podium initially boasted that Shrek Academy had at most a 30% chance of winning, and that the power of evil soul masters was unpredictable, the current situation on the field was that Chen Ping could kill anyone he saw simply by standing on the fighting stage.

The ease with which Zhongli Wu killed evil spirit masters, as if killing dogs, truly terrified him.

If this killing continues, the Shrek Inspection Team will have nothing to do in the future, and all the promising evil soul masters that the Holy Spirit Sect has gathered from all over the country will be slaughtered by Chen Ping.

Upon hearing Zhongli Wu's instructions, Zhang Peng's lips moved slightly, and he gave some orders to the remaining four people.

Upon hearing this, the tall man, though unwilling, knew that their chances of winning were slim, whether in the subsequent individual matches or the seven-on-four team battles. So he leaped high and went straight onto the stage.

"What, you're all so ruthless when killing ordinary people, but you're already scared after I've only killed three of you?"

As if he had guessed what this person wanted to say, Chen Ping directly blocked the other party's escape route.

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, the tall man's expression changed, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

Evil Soul Masters are raised in the most wicked and barbaric way, like raising wild beasts. They don't understand gentleness, kindness, respect, frugality, or humility, let alone propriety, righteousness, integrity, or shame. They have no ability to tolerate or cultivate their temperament. Chen Ping's sarcastic words instantly caused them to explode.

"Hey, are you guys chickening out? You can't even face me one-on-one?"

Chen Ping chuckled and said, "Fine, then Shrek Academy will forgo the individual competition and go straight to the team competition. I'll take on the remaining four of you trash by myself."

"What!?"

Before he finished speaking, everyone slammed their fists on the table and stood up. The entire room erupted in cheers because of Chen Ping's words.

It's important to understand that taking turns attacking one by one versus one person fighting four people simultaneously presents a completely different level of combat power.

The tactics that four evil soul masters can pull off together are far more powerful than those of a single individual.

Zhongli Wu was already burning with rage. As a demonic soul master, a creature inherently tyrannical and insane, his ability to control his temper was clearly quite poor.

At this moment, his hoarse voice, filled with gritted teeth, came from inside the black robe: "How dare you! You really have guts! You're incredibly audacious!"

On the competition stage, Zheng Zhan hurriedly transmitted his voice, "Kid, have you thought this through? You can still back out before I'm sure. Does the Holy Spirit Sect have any Soul Saints? You're still young, don't be impulsive."

This is practically a violation of the rules.

But Zheng Zhan didn't care. His conscience told him that he should remind this outstanding young man not to act recklessly.

In response, Chen Ping simply bowed to Zheng Zhan, thanking him for the reminder.

Seeing that he was determined to do so, Zheng Zhan could only nod and walk over to the Holy Spirit Sect's side, asking them a few questions in the waiting area.

The three men stood up at the same time, and a bone-chilling cold instantly spread towards Chen Ping on the competition stage, before leaping onto the stage themselves.

"Wait!"

Just then, Bei Bei from the Tang Clan team stepped forward.

"Senior Fuwa, and representatives of the Sun Moon Empire, please allow me to say a few words."

"Since Shrek Academy has already given up on the upcoming individual matches, it's understandable that they want to recover some strength before the team battle. Could you please let me say a few words during this time?"

Having already completed the semi-finals and secured her ticket to the finals, Bei Bei suddenly spoke up, making the four members of the Holy Spirit Sect eye her with covetous intent.

Although Xu Tianran was displeased, he couldn't help but nod when he thought of the possibility that Chen Ping might be no match for the four of them and would be torn apart by them.

This situation is much better than Shrek's first and second teams meeting in the finals for an internal battle!

"Thank you, Your Highness the Regent."

Bei Bei smiled slightly, stepped onto the Soul Battle Platform, cleared her throat, and said, "Our Tang Clan is, after all, just a small sect. It's already extremely fortunate that we've come this far."

"Today, witnessing the other two teams display their exceptional skills was truly nerve-wracking; my legs were trembling with fear."

Hearing Beibei's words, a bad feeling suddenly flashed through Xu Tianran's mind.

As expected, Bei Bei continued, "Therefore, regardless of whether Shrek Academy or the Holy Spirit Sect team wins this afternoon's team battle, our Tang Sect is willing to settle for second place and go directly to the awards ceremony, without competing with the winner of the team battle."

"We urge the organizers to grant this favor and allow the Tang Sect team to voluntarily forfeit their right to compete in the finals. Instead, we request that this team battle be held as the final match of this year's Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament, and that the tournament's champion, runner-up, and third-place winners be awarded prizes after the competition concludes."

Prizes will be awarded to the champion, runner-up, and third-place winners after the competition concludes!

Yes, this was Beibei's real purpose, or rather, it was a plan that Chen Ping had informed Beibei about long ago, which made Beibei's eyes light up and she agreed to it.

As early as yesterday, Chen Ping had already told Bei Bei that the entire Mingdu was surrounded, and that the Sun Moon Empire's organizers might turn their backs on the event after the Holy Spirit Sect's defeat, and might not hold the championship finals anymore.

No, that's not even possible. That's exactly what the Sun Moon Empire did in the original story—they simply renege on the prizes for first, second, and third place.

For Chen Ping, a vampire who is practically the reincarnation of Flanders, a vampire who plucks feathers from passing geese, sucks marrow from bones, and is fangless and unafraid of sunlight, nothing is more infuriating than a precious treasure slipping through his fingers.

Therefore, Chen Ping approached Bei Bei and carefully analyzed the possibility that her reward had disappeared after the competition.

After listening to Chen Ping's analysis, Bei Bei almost without hesitation chose to follow Chen Ping's plan. At least in this way, he could get a runner-up reward for free. For the Tang Sect, which was currently penniless, an eighth-level soul tool was a valuable asset!

As for why Beibei was able to get the runner-up reward for free?
Because Chen Ping promised Bei Bei that he would kill all the members of the Holy Spirit Sect if he had the chance.

All seven of you team members have given me a hard time. Who are you sending up to collect the runner-up prize? It can't be Zhang Peng, can it?
(End of this chapter)