So This Is Your Fucking Surprise (8K)

Ye Yulin landed on the Competition Stage, looking at Chen Ping before him with a complicated expression.

A sudden urge rose within him—the urge to control the Sun and Moon God Needles suspended high in the sky and destroy this fellow before he could fully grow.

A genius soul engineer, a genius Evil Soul Master—his future potential was limitless.

The Holy Spirit Cult had indeed lost seven geniuses, but how could any of them compare to the person before him?

If this man represented the Holy Spirit Cult in the Soul Master Competition, even that Chen Ping from Shrek would probably be unable to defeat him, right?

The enormous Flesh Slime he had summoned was not much smaller than the Bright Giant Dragon summoned by that Chen Ping!

Yet no matter how desperately he wanted Chen Ping dead, he ultimately did not dare act on it.

With five Titled Douluo-level Evil Soul Masters below watching him like tigers, there was too little he could do. Since he could not protect Ye Guyi, who had the potential to threaten the entire Holy Spirit Cult in the future, he naturally did not dare attack Chen Ping either.

"Xishui Alliance, Cai Xukun, victory." Ye Yulin's complicated gaze finally returned to normal as he somewhat reluctantly announced the final result.

When the result was announced, the Aodu Trading Company and Pingfan Alliance, who should have been deeply displeased, fell completely silent. Not a single person stepped forward to voice even the slightest objection.

How could they not fear the abilities Chen Ping had displayed?

What they feared was not Chen Ping on the stage, but the five Evil Soul Masters below, standing grimly and no longer concealing their auras in the slightest.

If such a young Evil Soul Master was already so terrifying, capable