Douluo; Zhongli Adventures in Mortal World with Paimon

Although everyone was curious about what Zhongli had gone to do, no one dared to ask.

Everyone has their own secrets, especially someone as powerful as Zhongli.

Prying into someone else's secrets could very well be a path to death, and they were no fools.

Precisely because they weren't fools, they indulged in wild speculation.

For example: Zhongli's trip was likely to help Chiyu obtain her sixth soul ring.

After all, over two years ago, Chiyu had already reached the Soul King level. Now, breaking through to the Soul Emperor level seemed perfectly reasonable, right?

That was the logic.

But Chiyu wasn't breaking through to the Soul Emperor level, she had already reached the Soul Sage level!

One must know that Chiyu, as a mutant body-type soul master, had also completed her second body-type soul awakening.

From her fluffy silver ears, it was clear that she had achieved a Silver-level second awakening.

"Today is the final match of the preliminaries, and it promises to be quite exciting. All the participants will want to leave without regrets."

Some academies still had many trump cards they hadn't used, yet they were already on the brink of elimination, or had already been eliminated.

In this final match, to avoid regrets, they would undoubtedly use these trump cards to bring their youth to a close.

Under normal circumstances, this match would be their last in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament. Gaining some advantage here would also help their future development.

Making a name for themselves was precisely the point.

"Canghui, Canghui..."

"Canghui!!"

The audience was quite fond of the Canghui team, the dark horse of the tournament.

Especially after the appearance of their seven-in-one fusion skill, the Canghui Seven had become known to the world.

Many major factions were already planning to recruit the Canghui Seven after the tournament.

They were only affiliated with their academy now, but after leaving, they would need to join a major faction.

The Canghui Seven would carefully consider these offers.

However, the Body Sect, which they most hoped to join, had not extended an olive branch.

But then again, the Body Sect only recruited body-type soul masters!

No matter how talented you were, if you didn't have a body-type soul, the Body Sect wouldn't give you the time of day.

The match between Canghui and Shrek began.

Despite having Tang San, a Soul King-level powerhouse, Shrek didn't receive a single cheer, which was quite embarrassing.

"Everyone's path is different. They see this as excitement and atmosphere, but I only find it noisy!"

The Shrek team thought to themselves.

"Don't let the pressure get to you. If you can't win, just concede. We'll start over in five years."

Liu Erlong patted Tang San's shoulder, speaking very seriously.

Tang San and the others were still young. Even in ten years, they could still participate in the tournament.

However, Tang San and the others sighed. This would be their first and last Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament.

After the tournament, Oscar would head to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, unsure of what lay ahead.

Dai Mubai would return to the Star Luo Empire to face his battle with Dai Weisi. Even knowing it was a fight to the death, he chose to face it head-on.

He couldn't run away, escape would only mean certain death.

As for Tang San, his next few years were already planned out, leaving him no time either.

"Don't worry, Teacher Erlong. We won't let you and the dean down."

"With Brother San here, I can't think of a reason we'd lose. Trust him!"

"We can only trust Tang San..."

Dai Mubai thought to himself, agreeing with Ma Hongjun's words.

Suddenly, Dai Mubai seemed to remember something. He glanced at Oscar, who looked somewhat dispirited, and asked, "Xiao Ao, why do you seem so down lately?"

Hearing this, Oscar snapped out of his thoughts. He didn't want to be like this, but what could he do?

Lately, he had indeed been feeling anxious.

Even though he had achieved his dream, he felt like he had lost something very important.

"Boss Dai, I'm fine."

Oscar waved his hand, putting on a nonchalant expression.

"Heh, the match is starting. Let's get on the stage first."

Seeing this, Dai Mubai was still puzzled, but he didn't press further.

If Oscar didn't want to talk about it, he, as the big brother, couldn't push too hard.

"Oscar, if there's anything, just tell me. If I can help, I will!"

Dai Mubai patted Oscar's shoulder, then walked straight toward the stage.

Oscar watched Dai Mubai's retreating figure and sighed, saying nothing more.

Dai Mubai was already in a tough spot himself, how could he help Oscar?

Besides, this was a matter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Even if Dai Mubai were the Star Luo Crown Prince, or even the Star Luo Emperor, it wouldn't concern him.

"If you could really help, wouldn't I have told you already..."

Oscar thought to himself, then followed onto the stage.

"Canghui versus Shrek. Not bad, not bad. The ticket for the final match of the preliminaries wasn't a waste."

"Even if you bought a ticket, so what?"

"You can't see how the Canghui team fights. You only know the result after the match."

Thinking about it, that was true.

Many fans liked the Canghui team, but after their sudden rise to fame, no one could actually see how they fought.

All they could see were colorful lights enveloping the entire stage.

Whether they won or lost, it all happened within that light.

"Canghui, Canghui!"

"Canghui~"

"Isn't anyone going to cheer for Shrek?"

"Are you going to?"

"No."

"If you're not, then neither am I!"

After a moment, Tang San and the others faced off against the Canghui team on the stage.

Tang San and the Canghui team captain exchanged glances, their expressions shifting between seriousness and ease, each convinced the other was no match.

"Tang San, even as a Soul King-level Battle Soul Master, you will still fall to the Seven Asura Illusion."

The Canghui team captain said with a calm expression.

The pre-match trash talk was a chance for both sides to introduce themselves and provoke each other.

If they could anger their opponents and make them lose their composure, that would be a good thing.

However, neither Tang San's group nor the Canghui team were particularly skilled at trash talk.

The most Tang San ever said was that someone had a "path to death."

"You were defeated by the Heaven Dou Royal Second Team, and we will defeat you as well!"

Tang San smirked, responding without a care.

After about a minute, the referee's voice rang out.

"Match begin!"

Both sides released their soul rings almost simultaneously.

The Canghui Seven opened with their seven-in-one fusion skill, leaving no room for Shrek to turn the tables.

"Everyone, stay calm. Don't move!"

Tang San shouted to his team, charging forward with his Purple Demon Eyes activated.

From his perspective, the Canghui Seven had nowhere to hide.

He had trained in the Purple Demon Eyes since childhood, and although he hadn't benefited from immortal herbs, his soul power level wasn't that of a Soul Ancestor like in the original timeline, he was a Soul King!

"Canghui has lost this round."

In the VIP seats, Zhongli set down his teacup and spoke unhurriedly.