Chapter 112 Opening
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Seeing Romier's impudent remarks again, Flender also felt a surge of anger. This school uniform was his carefully designed creation! How could it be called 'shit'?
Perhaps there was a lack of consideration in some aspects, but please be polite and don't say it to my face!
From the Canghui Academy side, an elderly man of about sixty years old walked over, glanced at the Shrek Academy and Northern Academy people, and then said indifferently, "Let's go."
The student who had provoked the situation earlier shrugged, somewhat disappointed that Shrek Academy hadn't fought with Northern Academy.
The staff of the competition had already begun organizing the arrived academies to enter the arena.
Under their guidance, teams of participants walked into the venue.
Surrounding the huge and open square were countless shouting and cheering spectators. In front of the central arena was a platform with a golden backdrop, behind which was a VIP area that had been renovated.
The wide arena had a diameter of over one hundred and fifty meters, and the academies that had entered earlier had already lined up in the center of the arena. Each time an academy entered, the master of ceremonies would introduce them.
"Next to enter is Northern Academy. As the northern province of the empire, ice and snow are its theme. Therefore, the school uniform of Northern Academy is also based on snow-white and light blue, symbolizing the perennial ice and snow of the Beidi."
"However, there are two students wearing black clothes, which seems to be a different idea. Haha, I hope they can bring some surprises on the field as well."
"Let's take a look at their registration slogan… 'We stand in front, with no match.' A very imposing slogan, let us look forward to their performance in the arena!"
Amon's gaze fell on the VIP platform.
The person in the very center was wearing a gold and red robe, with a golden diamond crown on his head. His face was like an ancient moon. Although old, he exuded an invisible aura, as if everything around him revolved around him. This was Emperor Xue Ye, the supreme ruler of the Heaven Dou Empire.
To his left sat an even older man, wearing a five-pointed platinum crown, with a slender figure. Amon had met this person once before, Salas, the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall.
Salas saw Yan Jin, who was staring at him on the field, and showed a slight smile, nodding gently.
"Amon, look, that's the old man's friend, right?" Yan Jin muttered softly.
"Yes," Amon nodded slightly.
Yan Jin looked around and suddenly saw Ma Wen, Glenn, and several familiar but unfamiliar figures in an inconspicuous corner.
That was Mo Lei, who had grown into a young girl, and her other younger siblings.
She nudged Lei Yin and waved excitedly in that direction. Lei Yin also looked happy.
Mo Lei also saw Yan Jin and shouted from the stands, "Sister Yan Jin, Brother Lei Yin, good luck!"
"Sister! Brother!" Several half-grown boys waved their arms excitedly.
Ma Wen was wearing a beige dress with a smile on her face.
Glenn was still the same as before, wearing brown leather armor, draped in a black robe, with a black cloth covering his face, practically writing "I'm not a good person" on his face.
Beside him was Vasef, who used to be at odds with Yan Jin.
All the students on the field had serious expressions, standing upright. Yan Jin's behavior of jumping around in place, as if she had ADHD, seemed a bit abrupt.
"Hmph… an ignorant fellow, jumping around like a monkey on such an occasion, simply doesn't take us seriously," Prince Xue Xing, sitting in the second row of the VIP seats, snorted, very dissatisfied.
Emperor Xue Ye smiled, "It's good for young people to be energetic."
"That's right, these energetic little guys are the future of the soul master world," Salas rarely contradicted Emperor Xue Ye and nodded.
Emperor Xue Ye looked at him in surprise and said, "And even more so, the future of the empire."
Salas did not argue with him, but only showed a faint smile.
When Shrek Academy entered, there was a burst of laughter from the Spectator, and the master of ceremonies in charge of the introduction also commented on their clothes with a hint of teasing.
Dai Mubai clenched his fists, suppressing the anger in his heart, and forced himself to calm down.
There was one thing Yu Xiaogang didn't say wrong. Wearing such a team uniform on the field really tested a person's psychological quality.
Tang San appeared quite calm, ignoring the surrounding laughter. After nodding to Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect on Emperor Xue Ye's right, he focused his gaze on Amon on the side.
Having cultivated the Purple Demon Eye and taken the immortal herb 'Looking Through the Autumn Dew Water', Tang San's mental power was particularly strong. Similarly, he was more sensitive to certain dangers than others.
He felt an extremely dangerous aura from Amon, and he understood that this was likely to be a major enemy in their Soul Master Competition.
Tang San lowered his head and pondered, considering whether to find an opportunity to assassinate Amon in advance. The rules of the arena match greatly limited the display of his strength. Including those Tang Sect hidden weapons, that was his true strength!
He was confident that he could kill any Soul Emperor-level or lower soul master with hidden weapons. If caught off guard, even a Soul Emperor would have to die under the Tang Sect's ultimate skill.
Of course, the main reason Tang San wanted to kill Amon was that he didn't want Dugu Bo to see him again, lest the immortal herb information be leaked. But being able to eliminate an obstacle in the Soul Master Competition in passing was naturally even better.
A deep and loud voice spread throughout the arena through the amplification soul device, "I, Xue Ye, Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, representing the Heaven Dou Empire, and also representing the organizer of this competition, announce that the Pan-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is now open."
Emperor Xue Ye's voice awakened Tang San from his thoughts. Even Yan Jin, who had been jumping around, quieted down and stood still obediently.
After Emperor Xue Ye's speech, Ning Fengzhi also gave a speech. Then, according to the procedure, Salas, the Hall Master of the Heaven Dou City Spirit Hall and Platinum Bishop, conducted the first round of preliminary draws.
The draw was not rigged; it was a pure probability issue, which was slightly different from the original work.
"First round of the preliminary round, Northern Academy versus Zixing Academy."
"First round of the preliminary round, Canghui Academy versus Auckland Academy."
Shrek Academy still faced the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's sub-team.
After the draw, Salas promised to everyone, "I hereby announce that the participating students of the soul master academies present, all those who can enter the final finals, the Spirit Hall will exceptionally allow them to directly join the Spirit Hall."
After hearing his speech, Emperor Xue Ye's face was gloomy. Only with Ning Fengzhi's obstruction did he not explode on the spot.
Amon pinched his monocle, a smile of interest on his face.
The stage of steady development had passed. Next, chaos was the ladder for his progress.
The opposition between the Spirit Hall and the Heaven Dou Empire, the intensification of contradictions, these were all things he was happy to see.
Since the other academies did not have matches today, after leaving the arena, they went to the stands specially prepared for the contestants under the guidance of the staff to watch the matches.
The Heaven Dou Royal Academy team was the first to appear. The master of ceremonies announced each of their names and martial souls in a loud voice. A golden beam of light fell from the high platform, illuminating them.
The Heaven Dou Royal Academy team was mainly light gold, with the words 'Heaven Dou' embroidered on the left chest and seven silver stars on the back. The team members raised their heads and chests, full of vigor.
The Spectator welcomed them with warm cheers, and even more girls screamed out the names of certain male team members, followed by words like "So handsome" and "I love you."
Shrek's side to appear were Dai Mubai, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Huang Yuan, Jing Ling, Tai Long, and Jiang Zhu.
After saying some pre-match trash talk and mocking each other, the match officially began.
Two yellow, one purple, and one black, four soul rings appeared on Tang San, causing an uproar among the Spectator.
"How is that possible? A ten thousand year soul ring?"
"The fourth soul ring reached the ten thousand year level?"
Even Ning Fengzhi, who was very optimistic about Shrek Academy, was shocked. That was a five thousand year gap that exceeded the limit that ordinary people could withstand!
Salas narrowed his eyes, looking at the young Tang San, and unconsciously clenched his hands on his knees. He also remembered Walter's disciple, who was also so young and equally talented.
He just didn't know what level she was now? Salas glanced at Yan Jin in the stands, his eyes deep.
While others were marveling at Tang San's soul rings, the Northern Academy side seemed much calmer.
"Hey, his talent is not worse than yours, little miss," Romier's tone and expression were still so annoying.
"Shut up, seaweed head," Yan Jin leaned on the railing of the stands, looking at Tang San with a hint of fighting spirit, "But he is indeed good, a ten thousand year soul ring… haha, it's just that the level is a bit low."
Although Yan Jin said so, she raised her vigilance against Tang San in her heart. Absorbing soul rings across the age limit was not so easy. She could succeed repeatedly with Amon's help.
Whether Tang San did it on his own or with the help of others, it showed that he was not a simple guy.
Yan Jin's words attracted a lot of attention. A Soul Ancestor was already at the top level among all the contestants. This was considered low?
"Hmph, aren't you afraid of hurting your tongue by talking big," a male student from Canghui Academy said disdainfully.
"Huh? Do you have a problem with my sister?" Lei Yin suddenly appeared behind him, placing his hand on his shoulder.
"What?" The pupil of the outspoken boy shrank. He turned his head and looked at Lei Yin, who was close at hand, with a look of horror.
He clearly remembered that this guy was in the Northern Academy team. How did he run behind him in the blink of an eye?
Shi Nian, the team leader of Canghui Academy sitting in the higher stands, was also surprised. Even he hadn't seen Lei Yin's movements just now, only a flash of silver light.
"A skill similar to teleportation?" He thought to himself, his expression a little dignified.
The battle on the arena was without suspense. Under Tang San's group control skills, the people of Heaven Dou Royal Academy were knocked to the ground without resistance.
The Shrek side vented the humiliation of being rejected by Heaven Dou Royal Academy before, and the dissatisfaction that their team uniforms were not as good-looking as others on these unlucky opponents.
Each of them was more ruthless than the other, and screams and sounds of fractures were heard everywhere.
"Stop, we admit defeat," the leader of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy sub-team saw that the situation was not good and quickly admitted defeat.
Watching his team members covered in blood and broken bones, he shouted angrily, "Referee, I want to complain, they are killing people!"
Tang San snorted disdainfully, and then said lightly:
"Are they dead? They have not suffered irreparable injuries. Everything we have done is within the rules.
"And Jiang Zhu, the healing soul master of our team, is already treating them to stabilize their injuries.
"After all, this is a Soul Master Competition, and injuries are inevitable. If you can't even accept this, if you don't even have this psychological preparation, what are you doing here to participate in the competition?"
After discussing with the other two referees who ran up, the referee announced loudly: "First round of the preliminary round, Shrek Academy wins."
Yan Jin rested her chin and thought for two seconds, then turned back and asked, "So, is it allowed to beat people like that?"
As soon as he saw her like this, Sun Boyuan had a headache. He had finally gotten her to agree to try to hold back in the competition, but someone had set a bad example in the first match.
Amon smiled and nodded: "It's okay as long as you don't kill anyone, you can do whatever you want."
"Hehehe, got it," Yan Jin smiled naively.
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