Chapter 135: Teacher, Please Stand Up! Everyone Here Is Trash!
[You looked to be most seventeen or eighteen years old, but your actual age was likely close to Tang San's.]
[However, your strength was outrageously beyond the norm!]
[They demanded to verify your age!]
[You spread your hands indifferently.]
[You were neither angry nor irritated.]
[Anger stems from one's own perception; it has nothing to do with others.]
[Never use other people's mistakes to harm yourself.]
[Your trip to the Star Dou Great Forest had taught you many things. Your outlook had changed drastically.]
[You looked toward the VIP seats and pointed directly at Chen Xin. Without the slightest hesitation, you asked him to verify your bone age.]
[You were from Spirit Hall. If someone from Spirit Hall performed the verification, it would not silence public doubt.]
[Chen Xin was different. He was from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—upright and just, he would not lie.]
[The audience and contestants stared at you in confusion. You were actually asking an outsider to verify your age?]
[Chen Xin's character was trusted by everyone present.]
[Seeing this, Chen Xin wasted no words. With a flash, he appeared before you. His expression turned solemn as he examined you; he had long felt you were far from simple.]
[He placed a hand on your shoulder. His brows furrowed. His pupils contracted…]
[Everyone noticed his reaction. What could possibly make Chen Xin show such an expression?]
[Moments later, Chen Xin withdrew his hand and cupped his fists politely toward you.]
[With a complicated expression, he swore upon his martial soul and the honor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that he would not lie.]
[Without your consent, he would not reveal the specific information he had sensed.]
[Chen Xin gave a bitter smile. He truly did not dare to speak recklessly; this could bring disaster upon the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect…]
[Your soul power was like an abyss—deeper and vaster than even his. You possessed at least two or three hundred-thousand-year soul bones!]
[And yet, your bone age was not even fifteen. You were practically inhuman…]
[You stood with your hands behind your back and instructed Chen Xin to announce your bone age.]
[Only then did he state that you were not yet fifteen.]
[The announcement stunned the contestants. It stunned the audience. Only a small handful understood your background. You were the disciple of Golden Crocodile Douluo. Being this strong… was only natural!]
[With Chen Xin's verification, doubts faded. The contestants sighed and no longer questioned you.]
[Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, however, were unwilling to accept it. In their eyes, you were the greatest obstacle preventing Shrek from winning the championship.]
[Xiao Wu's disappearance remained a thorn in Tang San's heart and the driving force behind his growth.]
[He needed power. Only then would he have the chance to find Xiao Wu. Even if hope was faint, he would search.]
[Back then, you and Golden Crocodile Douluo had moved too quickly. Tang San had not even seen your faces before you vanished.]
[He did not even know Tang Hao had chased after you…]
[Time passed. The tournament continued. Soon enough, your team faced Shrek.]
[To your surprise, this was only the semifinals, not yet the grand finals, and yet you were already matched against Shrek Academy.]
[You stepped onto the arena. Tang San stared at you, then at Hu Liena and the others.]
[Seven versus seven, they had absolutely no chance.]
[Tang San spoke. He proposed a wager with you!]
[You paused, slightly confused. Good grief, this was a classic scene!]
[If you can't win, make a bet!]
[Tang San suggested that both teams withdraw everyone except him and you. Both sides could use weapons beyond their martial souls. No restrictions on match rules.]
[This was unprecedented in the history of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.]
[However, as long as both sides agreed, the rules could indeed be modified temporarily. No matter the method used to determine victory, it was valid.]
[You stroked your chin and looked at Xie Yue.]
[Xie Yue was the captain. Even if he was no more than an ant before you, proper respect still had to be given.]
[Xie Yue blinked, only now remembering that he was, in fact, the captain.]
[He glanced at Bibi Dong. She nodded subtly.]
[With a wave of Xie Yue's hand, your teammates leapt off the arena.]
[Dai Mubai and the others kept their word as well, stepping down and leaving the stage to you and Tang San.]
[A smile finally spread across Tang San's face!]
[Without access to weapons beyond his martial soul, his combat strength dropped drastically.]
[Now that he could use them, how could he not be excited?]
[Without hesitation, Tang San's hands moved swiftly across the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges. Cold gleams appeared in his grasp one after another…]
[You folded your arms and watched his performance without even blinking.]
[Countless hidden weapons shot toward you. You made no move to evade, allowing them to strike your body.]
[You did not use soul power. Yet, when the hidden weapons struck you, it was as if they had collided with iron walls. Clinks rang out as they fell uselessly to the ground.]
[Your body remained unharmed. That did not mean your clothing was spared. Tang San's expression shifted repeatedly.]
[With his Purple Demon Eye, he could clearly see you wore no armor. Nor had you used any protective qi. Pure physical strength alone had rendered his hidden weapons completely ineffective.]
[They were coated with poison!]
[And this still didn't work?!]
[Tang San unleashed even more hidden weapons. The most lethal among them was the Godly Zhuge Divine Crossbow. You remained unmoved. Tang San believed your sense of righteousness would lead to his victory.]
[The bolts shot toward you. You lazily raised your right hand and flicked a bolt aside with your index finger.]
[Tang San: ...]
[He began to regret. He had underestimated you!]
[You stepped forward. Your upper garments shattered instantly. Your body erupted in radiant golden light—more dazzling than pure gold itself.]
[Your physique was flawless. The women present flushed slightly. You were already handsome, and with a body like a god's sculpture, it was impossible not to look twice.]
[Soul rings rose rapidly beneath your feet…]
[When eight crimson rings and one white-gold ring appeared, the entire venue gasped sharply.]
[You stood with your hands behind your back and spoke calmly.]
["Wang Li. Martial soul: Body."]
["Title: Body."]
["Rank 99 Ultimate Douluo… hmm…"]
[You paused briefly before continuing.]
["You may also address me as Demi-God."]
["Aside from my teacher, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and the Grand Worship, along with a few Worship elders, every Titled Douluo present may not necessarily be my opponent."]
[Everyone: ...]
[The Worship elders: ...]
[They knew full well that if Golden Crocodile Douluo were not on their side, this brat probably would have excluded him from that statement too!]
[Demi-God realm. He was actually a Demi-God!]
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