Xiao Wu: Sour as a Lemon

Tang Liu answered him, "Don't worry, Dean. I'll be fine."

Flender was not actually that worried either. When it came to survival abilities, even a Title Douluo might not necessarily be stronger than Tang Liu.

That Hao-Lan Teleport, which ignored distance, was simply too overpowered.

So he merely nodded and said nothing more.

Tang Liu looked in the direction Shi Nian had left, the corners of his lips curling slightly as he murmured, "I'm only afraid you won't come..."

The Shrek group had not waited long in the rest area before staff members came to register them.

Once that was done, all the participating academies followed the staff toward the competition grounds, preparing for the opening ceremony.

This opening ceremony was no different from those in Tang Liu's former world: speech after speech, then someone else taking the stage to keep talking, repeating until all the important figures had finished before the host finally announced the start.

For the participating academies and the ordinary citizens alike, the battles were the main event of this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.

After Ning Fengzhi, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's leader, finished speaking, the host began announcing the day's matchups.

When the Shrek group clearly heard that their opponent was the Heaven Dou Royal Academy Second Team, every one of their eyes lit up.

"Hehe, what a coincidence," Ma Hongjun said with a wicked grin.

"Perfect. We can get revenge for what happened that day at the Heaven Dou Royal Soul Master Academy." Oscar rubbed his hands together, his expression equally ill-intentioned.

Tang Liu looked at the two of them disdainfully. "Neither of you can compete. What revenge are you talking about? It'll be a long while before it's your turn."

Ma Hongjun: "..."

Oscar: "..."

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