Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

When Zhang Mo opened his eyes again, he had no idea what time it was.

An unfamiliar ceiling—no, to be precise… is it a military tent? Have we returned to the White Tiger Duke's army's encampment?

"Zhang Mo, you're awake?"

Zhang Mo turned his head to look at the sound, and Ye Guyi was sitting next to him, looking at him with a worried expression.

Zhang Mo leaned on the ground with one hand and covered his slightly aching forehead with the other.

"You just woke up, take it easy." Seeing this, Ye Guyi quickly helped Zhang Mo up.

"How long have I been unconscious? How am I? How is Huo Yuhao?"

"You were unconscious for about half a day. Huo Yuhao is fine. He used a mental attack on the Hand of Death, and the evil soul master was backfired by his own soul skill and killed by his own corpse slave," Ye Guyi said quickly.

Zhang Mo pretended to relax, took a deep breath, and kept muttering, "That's good, that's good."

Zhang Mo slowly stood up from the ground. Wang Yan, who was outside, heard Ye Guyi's voice and hurriedly ran in from outside the tent, saying, "That's great, Zhang Mo. You're finally awake."

"Yes, Ye Guyi already told me that Huo Yuhao is alright. How are the remaining students?"

Upon hearing Zhang Mo's question, a look of bitterness appeared on Wang Yan's face. Ye Guyi remained silent, her expression revealing her distress. After a moment of silence, she slowly said, "The situation is not good."

"Gongyang Mo, Xixi, and Chen Zifeng suffered varying degrees of damage from the explosion and were also infected with corpse poison. Elder Xuan has taken them back to the academy for treatment."

"Dai Yueheng, Ma Xiaotao, and Ling Luochen avoided the flesh and blood stained with corpse poison thanks to their cultivation, but they will need about half a month to recover from the damage caused by the explosion."

"Of the current official team members, only Ye Guyi is safe and sound."

Zhang Mo nodded slightly. Although the official team members were inevitably affected by the chain of corpse explosions, the good thing was that no one died this time, and Chen Zifeng did not break his leg.

"Now that you've woken up, we can head to Xingluo City to register. I was worried you wouldn't wake up," Wang Yan said with a smile as he walked out of the tent.

Huo Yuhao, supported by Wang Dong, walked in from outside the tent.

Huo Yuhao appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually very uneasy inside. Master Yi had told him to forget what he had witnessed, but somehow, he fainted in his mental sea.

After regaining consciousness, I asked Tianmeng and Bingdi, but neither of them remembered anything, and Old Yi remained silent.

"Master, how are you? Do you... remember what happened in the end?"

Zhang Mo frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I don't seem to remember. I only remember that I was chasing the Hand of Death, and then after I rushed out of the cave, I... can't remember anything?"

Hearing this, Huo Yuhao instantly felt relieved. When he first regained consciousness, he was filled with unease and suspicion about Elder Yi's methods. If his master had seen this, it would have been difficult to explain.

The master and apprentice, each with their own ulterior motives, became the master and apprentice of Oscar-winning actors.

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Star City.

The conference room on the top floor of the Star Emperor Hotel.

This meeting room was meticulously prepared for the defending champion, Shrek Academy, as it was a privilege reserved for Shrek Academy as the previous champion of the Soul Fighting Tournament.

Wang Yan sat at the head of the conference room, smiling broadly as he looked at the others sitting at the conference table.

"I never expected the defending champions to receive such treatment. I've never stayed in such a luxurious hotel before. How did everyone get some rest?"

Dai Yueheng, Ma Xiaotao, and Ling Luochen were pale and had not yet recovered, so there was no need to say more.

The reserve team members, on the other hand, looked flustered, nervous, and anxious.

Even the usually calmest Bei Bei and Huo Yuhao were now somewhat bewildered.

Zhang Mo sat to Wang Yan's left. Although he was one of the team members, he was also Wang Yan's teacher!

His eyes glanced at Wang Yan beside him, whose left hand was gripping the armrest of the chair tightly, trembling slightly.

Wang Yan forced himself to speak without stumbling, and explained the entire competition format of the Soul Fighting Tournament to everyone.

Perhaps everyone was a little nervous, because no one noticed that Wang Yan's forehead was covered in cold sweat after he finished explaining the competition rules.

Zhang Mo gently patted Wang Yan's left hand with his right hand, giving him a look that indicated he had done a good job. Then he clapped his hands together.

"Alright, don't worry about this or that."

"Tomorrow we're not going to fight the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy directly, so what's there to worry about?"

Zhang Mo extended his right hand, four fingers clenched in his palm, thumb pointing to himself, and said, "Remember, we come from Shrek Academy, the number one academy on the entire continent. Our only enemy is ourselves!"

"No tactical plan. Tomorrow you all have to tear the opponent apart! Beat them until they're trembling in fear, let them know who's in charge! Losers can pack their bags and leave, what a disgrace!"

"Disband!"

Zhang Mo's words, though blunt, were true. They struck a chord with the Shrek team like a shot of adrenaline. With Xu Sanshi's initial roar, the reserve team members rose to their feet, shouting enthusiastically as they left the meeting room, their morale high!

"Zhang Mo..."

Zhang Mo waved his hand to interrupt Wang Yan. Although Wang Yan hadn't had time to inform Zhang Mo, Zhang Mo knew in his heart that the academy would not send any more help.

Master Mu wanted to hone the sharpest sword blank in the academy's history.

"I can probably guess. Don't worry, I'm here with Gu Yi," Zhang Mo comforted Wang Yan.

Zhang Mo knew the personnel composition of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, including the ratio of Soul Masters to Soul Rings. Add to that Ye Guyi, a key player they could mobilize, and Zhang Mo himself, and winning the championship was a certainty!

This time, Zhang Mo has only two goals: to keep Ma Xiaotao away from the Sword of Judgment and to allow Huo Yuhao to train normally in the competition.

As for other goals...

Zhang Mo looked at the two figures, one in black and one in yellow, from the reserve team.

Xu Sanshi and Jiang Nannan...

Zhang Mo touched the lower half of his face with his right hand, deep in thought. What should be done about this? Is there any way to change their relationship in front of the Valley of Love?

One day later, Xingluo Square.

Everyone lined up early in the contestants' area to wait.

Until the emperor of the Star Luo Empire officially announced the start of the competition, the host announced the competition rules and the two sides in the first elimination round!

The champion of the previous Soul Fighting Tournament—Shrek Academy!

Battle!

Tianling Advanced Soul Master Academy!

The crowd watching the game in the square, along with people from other countries who had come specifically to watch, were all chanting at this moment:

"Shrek, Shrek, Shrek..."

The sound was like thunder, echoing throughout the entire square.

The seven reserve players had never seen anything like this before, and their legs went weak for a moment.

Seeing this, Dai Yueheng and Ma Xiaotao couldn't help but chuckle and comfort them, reminding them of the previous Soul Fighting Tournament, where the reserve team looked exactly the same as the current ones.