Douluo Continent V: Starting with the Azure Dragon Martial Soul, I easily defeat Tang San and snatch

As mentioned before, for everyone in Douluo Continent, the 'Elite Soul Master Competition' is a grand event that spans from top to bottom.

To encourage more Soul Masters to participate, both the two empires and the Spirit Hall offer a large number of prizes for each competition.

Of course, the ticket sales and betting odds collected during the event could easily recoup their losses:

The premise is that the audience remains enthusiastic about watching the game.

"Dean."

Du Cheng's gaze fell on Liu Erlong, and his expression became somewhat strange:

"There must be another reason why you had to come to this matter in person, right?"

Based on Du Cheng's understanding of Liu Erlong, this guy doesn't seem like someone who would consider the interests of the empire.

"you……"

Liu Erlong only had time to utter one word before Du Cheng quickly added:

"If there are no benefits, then I can't guarantee the entertainment value of the game."

"1000 Gold Soul Coins per match!"

Her face was slightly dark, and Liu Erlong's eyes were full of disdain as she looked at Du Cheng.

That bastard really doesn't want to suffer even the slightest loss.

"We don't really care about money."

Ignoring Liu Erlong's gaze, Du Cheng continued:

"The main reason is that since I've participated in the competition, I should give the audience a wonderful performance."

As he spoke, Du Cheng pounded his chest loudly:

"Don't worry, Dean, I'll take care of today's entertainment value."

"Humph!"

Du Cheng's attitude was sincere, but Liu Erlong only let out a cold snort:

If Emperor Xueye hadn't agreed to her request to expand the Blue Tyrant Academy, she wouldn't have been willing to pay such a high price.

"Let's go up on stage."

Thankfully, Du Cheng was unaware of Liu Erlong's intentions, otherwise he would have definitely cried out that he had been tricked.

Compared to the benefits Liu Erlong received, a few gold soul coins were nothing at all.

"Damn it!"

As Du Cheng and the others stepped onto the fighting platform, Tang San, sitting below, couldn't help but let out a low roar:

"It's him again, why is it him again?"

'Crunch~'

The chilling sound of the grinding stones emanating from his mouth made Tang San's face look extremely pale.

"Why is that guy always luckier than us?"

"Third Brother, what's wrong?"

Upon hearing Tang San's words, Dai Mubai couldn't help but be taken aback:

"The Elephant Armor Sect is incredibly powerful. Wouldn't it be a good thing for us to send Du Cheng to deal with them?"

"What do you know?"

Tang San snorted coldly at Dai Mubai, showing him no respect whatsoever.

"Although the Elephant Armor Sect is powerful, it also has a reputation that matches its strength. As long as we can defeat them, that reputation will be transferred to us..."

‘Hiss~’

As Tang San spoke, Dai Mubai couldn't help but gasp:

"Thinking about it that way, it is indeed a good thing."

"So what if it is? It's been taken away by that bastard Du Cheng now."

Tang San glanced at the dueling platform, and his eyes almost blazed with fire:

Both of them are Soul Masters from Notting City, so why is Du Cheng's luck always better than mine?

"Actually, this matter is a mixed bag."

Seeing Tang San's increasingly angry expression, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but shrink back.

As the lowest rung of the food chain when Oscar is not around, he doesn't want Tang San to be in a volatile state all the time.

"As Third Brother just said, the people of the Elephant Armor Sect are very powerful."

Before Tang San could speak, Ma Hongjun quickly began to explain:

"Although we've lost an opportunity to become famous by going up against Du Cheng, we can also take this opportunity to see the strength of Du Cheng and his team. More importantly..."

"Once we defeat Du Cheng and the others, won't the lost fame just come back to us?"

"The fat man is right."

Tang San's expression softened slightly after Ma Hongjun spoke.

"In that case, let's take a good look at what kind of strength Du Cheng and the others really have."

With twin martial souls as his trump card, Tang San was quite confident in himself.

The thought of defeating Du Cheng at his most triumphant moment brought a wide smile to Tang San's face.

I, Tang San, have never been inferior to anyone in my life!

While Tang San and the others were talking, Du Cheng and the members of the Elephant Armor Sect had all taken to the dueling platform.

Compared to Du Cheng and the others, all seven members of the Elephant Armor Sect were dressed in black and had robust physiques; even the shortest of them was over two meters tall.

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Besides their height, they also have extremely terrifying physiques. According to Du Cheng's estimation, even the shortest one probably weighs at least 300 pounds.

Besides that, all seven of them had the same strange hairstyle: shaved sides and a ponytail in the middle. Their dark skin was not much different from the clothes they wore.

The seven people standing together resembled a row of black city walls, creating an indescribable and awe-inspiring effect.

"Both team members, salute!"

Compared to yesterday's match, today's game was noticeably more formal.

As the referee finished speaking, everyone looked at each other.

The fourteen contestants bowed to each other, and the atmosphere in the room became solemn.

"The first match of the second round of the qualifiers...begins now!"

To facilitate an early entry into the official competition, multiple matches will be held simultaneously in the qualifiers.

Even so, Du Cheng and others still managed to attract the most audience attention.

On the one hand, it was due to the outstanding performance of Du Cheng and others in the preliminary rounds, and on the other hand, it was due to the tremendous shock brought by the Xiangjia Sect.

Such a terrifying size contrast has also made the audience eagerly anticipate their battle.

"Wang brothers, which team do you think will win, the Blue Tyrant Academy team or the Elephant Armor Sect team?"

Some of the smarter people even started asking the big shots around them:

If they can make a successful prediction, they'll definitely make a fortune this time.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Blue Tyrant Academy."

Although he was disturbed, Brother Wang was quite excited because it was rare for someone to consult him.

After glancing at the person who asked the question, Brother Wang stated his judgment directly.

"This……"

The person who asked the question glanced at the Wang brothers, his expression slightly hesitant.

"Brother Wang, are you so sure?"

"Can we still have a holiday?"

Upon realizing they were being suspected, the Wang brothers looked rather grim.

"Although the Elephant Armor Sect's team looks strong, don't forget that the Blue Tyrant Academy team's performance yesterday was even more outrageous."

"If nothing unexpected happens, Blue Tyrant Academy will definitely be the winner today."

As if to prove his ability, Brother Wang patted his chest and made another promise:

“When I, Wang Laoliu, speak, I always do so after careful analysis and verification. Otherwise, why would you specifically ask me?”

"Brother Wang is right."

Hearing Wang Laoliu's words, the person who asked the question, though slightly disdainful, quickly nodded:

What kind of analysis and verification is this? The only reason I asked this guy was because he made a little money yesterday, but I didn't expect him to put on such a show.