Douluo Continent: I, the world's greatest immortal master, have taken Ning Rongrong as my disci

"I hereby declare that Fang Ningrong of Taoyuan has won the second round of the God of War competition!"

"Ouch!"

"..."

"Your senior sister is still the senior sister, she's so strong."

"A beast god at the peak of the first-level Divine Origin Realm is no match for Senior Sister. The Vajra Indestructible is really fierce. Senior Sister has truly relied on this physique to work her way up from the Douluo Continent to the top god circle in the God Realm."

"Classmates, do you see this? This is our Shrek Academy's great ancestor, Ning Rongrong!"

“Ning Tian, ​​as a direct descendant of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, did you see that? That is the ultimate power of the Nine Treasure Golden Bell Shield. Once it is perfected and forged to its peak, no one can break it. Combined with the Heaven-Opening Inch Force, it becomes unparalleled.”

"Whether it's Ancestor Zhu or Ancestor Ning, they are both the pride of Shrek Academy and the goals that you new generation should strive to catch up with!"

In the audience, Ning Rongrong's battle with Xiong Jun had ignited the hearts of everyone from Taoyuan System and Shrek Academy.

Mu En, Xuan Zi, Yan Shaozhe, Cai Meier, Xian Liner, Qian Duoduo, Ma Xiaotao, Zhang Lexuan, Han Ruoruo, Ling Luochen, Jiang Nannan, Xiao Xiao, Tang Wutong, Huo Yuhao, Bei Bei... all were in an uproar!
This is the power and charisma of our ancestors.

Of course, the one they admired most was their ancestor, Su Ran.

What kind of being could possibly produce such students?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that gods possessed such power, or that their ancestors had reached such a level.

According to the records of Shrek Academy, although these ancestors possessed power far exceeding that of Soul Masters of the same age, the records only covered the power of Soul Masters, and they knew nothing about the power of Gods.

Now they've seen it for themselves.

On the Battle God Stage.

Xiong Jun was thrown out like a dead dog.

He lay on the floor, continuing to play dead.

He was too ashamed to wake up.

Waking up means not only facing failure, but also being mocked by Di Tian.

The thought of Di Tian's smug expression made Xiong Jun even less willing to wake up.

"Looks like that bear is dead."

"Looking at the time, it's almost dinner break time. How about we slaughter it and serve it to everyone in the audience?"

Di Tian kicked Xiong Jun and said.

The Evil Emperor, the Crimson King, and the King of Ten Thousand Demons all understood, and somehow found a knife and began sharpening it.

The clicking sound of a butcher's knife echoed in his ears, startling Xiong Jun.
Is Di Tian really that daring in CS?

Xiong Jun seemed to wake up from a dream and stood up:

"where am I?"

"who am I?"

"Am I still alive?"

Di Tian punched Xiong Jun directly in the face:
"Lie down, you are already dead."

Xiong Jun's nose bled from Di Tian's punch, and he angrily said:

"Di Tian, ​​what are you doing? Do you want to fight?!"

"What? Your son dares to fight with his father?"

Di Tian crossed his arms and said calmly.

Xiong Jun's momentum immediately weakened slightly, but he stubbornly retorted:

"Don't get cocky, you haven't won yet. If you lose, and if you lose even faster than me, then I'll be your father!"

"You should know that among the goddesses of the Peach Blossom Spring, there are quite a few goddesses with powerful attack abilities!"

Emperor Tian was confident:

"Let alone the fact that what this Beast God wants is to win!"

"Even if I can't win, I won't lose faster than you. You only exchanged a few moves and you got beaten up like this by Senior Sister Ning. You're a piece of trash!"

"You've truly disgraced our Beast God!"

Xiong Jun was so embarrassed by what he was said that he was panting heavily.
"You...you, if you encounter a strong opponent and you lose, you'll be in big trouble, you—"

"He'll certainly have a good time if he loses, but you'll be in a worse situation now."

At that moment, Gu Yue slowly got up, pulled Xiong Jun by the bear's tail, and entered a separate space:

"I told you, if you lose, I will reward you handsomely."

"You go first." Xiong Jun's expression was terrified:

"No!"

"Ya Butterfly!"

"what--"

The sound of Xiong Jun's scream echoed through the space.

……

As night falls, the starry sky shines brightly.

The first day of the God of War Tournament has come to a perfect end.

The God of War Tournament has no time limit, but it still requires a rest period.

The gods hadn't actually expected that there would be two matches in one day.

After all, a day in the mortal realm is only a few minutes in the divine realm. Under normal circumstances, unless there is a huge difference in strength, divine power would not be exhausted so quickly.

However, in the world of the God of War created by Master Su, they seem to be able to perfectly mobilize the divine power within their bodies, pushing their strength to the limit in just a few rounds.

During the rest period, one can spend the night in the mortal realm and watch the game again at dawn the following day.

Because of the Battle God Tournament, the major empires on Douluo Continent and Sun Moon Continent gave their citizens a holiday, and all commercial operations revolved around the Battle God Tournament.

Many ordinary people thus gained a period of leisure and entertainment.

Of course, there are also some service industry workers and public servants who are still working on the front lines, such as maintaining order at the stadium and reserving VIP seats and gourmet food for the elites.

While nobles can enjoy high-quality resources in the mortal realm, they cannot enjoy the rewards from the God of War.

As the first day of the God of War tournament came to a close, peach blossoms began to fall from the starry skies of various planes.

Some of these peach blossoms in the rain contain hidden opportunities, randomly falling on mortals and soul masters.

A person who was partially paralyzed suddenly stood up from his wheelchair and chased after the child.

A Great Soul Master who was stuck at level 29 and unable to break through had his blocked soul meridians opened up by the gentle touch of peach blossoms, reaching level 30 and advancing without hesitation.

Some elderly men and women who were using canes suddenly straightened their backs, looking radiant, as if they had become thirty years younger.

……

These auspicious omens brought joy to people all over the continent.

And amidst this uproar, in the snow and wind of the far north.

A middle-aged man with a burly build, upright posture, thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a square face got up from the snow.

He shook off the snowflakes and arrived at the far northern town somewhat bewildered.

This is the closest entrance to the Battle Arena to him.

He inquired about the situation on the mainland from an old man:

"Old man, what is this entrance to heaven made of peach blossoms?"

What year is it tonight?

The old man looked at him as if he were a fool:
"You don't know? This is the Battle God Tournament hosted by Immortal Master Su! Are you a savage from the Ice and Snow Cave? You don't even know about something that's causing a sensation across the entire continent?"

The middle-aged man slightly bowed:

"Old man, I'm sorry, I have indeed been living in seclusion for a long time. Is it around Douluo Calendar 7700 now?"

"That's insane. That was thousands of years ago."

"A thousand years... Has a thousand years really passed?!"

……

The next day, early in the morning, when the Battle Arena reopened, he was the first to charge in, unleashing his god-level power, raising a cloud of snow, and rushing directly into the Battle Arena.

The soul masters in the far northern town were all stunned, and the old man was also frightened to death last night.

Upon arriving at the Battle Arena, he saw a multitude of powerful figures and some familiar faces, especially the incomparably handsome and peerless Immortal Master Su Ran sitting in the referee's seat. He could no longer contain himself.

With tears welling up in her eyes, she rushed straight to Su Ran's side.

High Priest Tang San rushed forward to stop him, but was easily shaken off by a fierce tiger tail swing.

The man in the middle knelt before Su Ran, tears welling in his eyes, and kowtowed three times.

"This unfilial disciple pays respects to his teacher."

"For ten thousand years, I have been unable to serve my teacher!" (End of Chapter)