Douluo: I didn’t want to become a god, but I actually became a god

Shrek Academy, who was immersed in joy, did not see those few substantial sights from the high platform, or even if they noticed it, they probably would not care.

At this moment, whether they were Tang San, who had always been calm, or Flanders, who had always encouraged them to compete for the championship, as if the championship was as simple as picking something out of a bag for them, they couldn't help but feel proud and joyful.

champion! That's a championship! And it’s still their champion!

When I think of those in power who explicitly or implicitly suggested that they should compromise and surrender, that they should cultivate genius into a weapon that only belongs to the powerful, that they should use his hands to destroy and kill talent, and instead cultivate mediocre people... all kinds of things are full of them. With the most ugly and greedy plans in human nature, Flanders, who was once proud and arrogant, was dissatisfied.

Even though Flanders is now middle-aged, he is still dissatisfied with those dirty tricks, but compared with the dissatisfaction of being looked down upon and belittled when he was young and vigorous, now he only has the relief of breaking fate and breaking the constraints.

——Look! Those little monsters standing on the stage, standing at the end, and becoming champions, are his students, his disciples, his pride, and his glory!

The more Flanders looked at those faces that had not faded from their tenderness, the more he couldn't help but burst into tears.

The unwillingness to be ostracized and the embarrassment of being ridiculed all poured out from my chest and belly with tears at this moment.

On the high platform, Pope Bibi Dong still looked as calm as ever, as if no matter who won or lost, or who got those priceless soul bones, it had nothing to do with her.

Contrary to her extremely restrained mood, Ju Douluo Yueguan and Ghost Douluo Ghost stood behind her like guardians on the left and right.

Their faces were not pretty, and there were even faint veins on their faces.

However, due to the fact that there were people from the two major empires watching the battle, they could only maintain a superficial appearance and did not let others see the Wuhun Palace joke.

Pope Bibi Dong slowly stood up from her position, and the two Douluo behind her who were standing on guard at all times also started to move in response to her movements.

Bibi Dong looked calm and took a few steps forward slowly.

The scepter, which was as tall as a person, was held by her easily and freely, tapping gently on the white jade floor covered with a soft red carpet as she followed her footsteps.

She opened her lips: "The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, this year's final champion is——"

"Shrek Academy."

"Congratulations to you, talented young soul masters."

The seven people from Shrek Academy who stayed in the square watched as the seven members of the Wuhundian Academy team were helped off the stage by the people waiting for them at the Pope Palace, and then they were greeted by those who were watching the battle outside. Jumping down from the gathered companions and division commanders.

The nine official contestants stood in a row at the front, and behind them stood their division commanders, Dean Flender, Dean Liu Erlong, Yu Xiaogang, Qin Ming, and the final battler. Poison Douluo Dugubo fulfills his duties as an honorary elder.

A group of more than ten people looked forward, watching the people on the high platform hand over the right to speak, and let the cardinal sing the words and tunes for them, the final champion.

Obviously, those flowery words that were repeatedly modified were not prepared for them at the beginning.

Maybe the people on the Wuhun Palace side also felt awkward, so after deleting, deleting, and revising it many times, they hastily announced the weight of their championship this time.

Then, countless people, including the participating and defeated soul masters, all laid their eyes on the brocade box containing the three soul bones.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the air seemed to be a lot hotter at that moment.

Pope Bibi Dong didn't say anything. She just showed the calmness that a pope should have. She raised her hand that was not holding the authority, and the three brocade boxes suspended in the air followed her wishes. .

Her eyes were as calm as the endless sea, but there was still a feeling of nostalgia, "Come on, representatives of Shrek Academy, come and get the rewards you deserve."

The nine Shrek monsters retracted their gaze that had been staring at the box. After hearing this, they couldn't help but turn around and look at their companions looking at each other.

As the captain, Dai Mubai stood in the middle of the team and was bumped with an elbow by Tang San on the right, and poked shamelessly with his finger by Ma Hongjun on the left.

Under the urging from both sides, Dai Mubai, who had consumed so much soul power that he could barely stand upright now, couldn't help but lean forward due to the force.

It was not a big movement, but it instantly attracted a lot of attention.

Dai Mubai, who felt deeply embarrassed, suppressed his voice and said through gritted teeth: "I'm so exhausted just standing there, why do you still ask me to come up?"

Ma Hongjun, who also had bottomed out soul power and tired body perception, later realized that the same was true for Boss Dai. Knowing what he had done, the little fat man touched his nose guiltily, smiled, and turned to speak righteously to Dai. Tang San on the other side of the boss encouraged: "Third brother, you shoulder the trust of our big family, come on!"

Tang San:"…………"

Tang San: "I think..."

"It doesn't matter what you think," Dai Mubai knew what Tang San wanted to say and instantly interrupted the boy's excuses. You must know that they had made the Pope, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, wait for at least a few minutes. The sight around him was so intense that it seemed like it could kill someone, which made Dai Mubai's heart palpitate. "Go ahead, Xiao San. Even if we don't talk about the consumption of our souls this time, we can all see what you have put in from the beginning to the end of this competition."

"Besides, we are all brothers who are like family. No matter who goes up, it will be the same. It's just that we don't want to go up because of our selfishness, so we are wronging you."

"Boss Dai..." The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched slightly, "Is this called a grievance?" Look at the surrounding spirit masters from the Pope's Palace to the foot of the mountain who are eager to be 'aggrieved'. Can this be called a grievance?

Tang San: I don’t believe it.

However, he couldn't resist the urging of his companions. After all, even Yiyi beside him began to tug at the corner of his clothes and whispered to him to fight quickly. She wanted to go back and rest.

Tang San, who was carrying the entire Shrek Academy on his shoulders, was more of a pusher than a 'truster'. He took a deep breath, still raised his head, and stared at the Pope standing on dozens of steps in front of him. Step by step, he headed firmly towards the realm that only belonged to the top experts.

As he got closer step by step, Tang San felt that his originally nervous mood gradually became calmer as he looked away from his surroundings.

His intuition told him that there were so many strong people here, and his strength was deeply evaluated by these powerful forces. Even his life seemed to be at the mercy of them like an ant on their fingertips, deciding whether to live or die at will.

But deep down in his heart, there was always a voice telling him: Don't be afraid! Those who hate him, those who are jealous of him, and those who look at him will not pose a life-or-death threat to him after all. And he himself is destined to be looked up to by them and everyone.

Because that is the pride from...!

From what?

As Tang San stepped onto the last step, he was attracted by the surging thoughts in his heart and the sudden stop of the sound, and couldn't help but pause.

However, this little incident was not noticed by those who were familiar with him, and those who observed his unnatural movements and had the strength of a titled Douluo, only thought that he was a dignified and majestic man who was crowned by the Holy Pope and was crowned by the Pope. , impressed by the majestic momentum.