Soul Land: From a Willow Staff to the Heights of Heaven
Chapter 311

He Wasn't Even Human

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"Well... um..."

For the first time, Heavenly Fiend Douluo could not even get his words out smoothly.

He first looked at the five people blasted out of the arena by the ten Sky-Pinning Elephant Staffs, then at Ning Tian, who had at least still been standing in the Soul Fighting Arena before it collapsed completely. Only after struggling for a long while did he speak.

"Well, then, the first match of the finals of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament, the Team Battle. The winner: Shrek Academy!"

At that moment, no one would laugh at Heavenly Fiend Douluo's stammering, utterly unprofessional delivery. In that instant, everyone was immersed in the shock of seeing the Soul Fighting Arena smashed apart with a single staff strike.

Over the past ten thousand years, prodigies who could dominate their generation in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament's Soul Fighting Arena had been as numerous as carp crossing a river. There had also been plenty of freaks who left the arena riddled with holes as they fought.

But someone like Chen Ping, who brought the entire Soul Fighting Arena crashing down with one strike, had appeared only once in ten thousand years.

After a brief spell of shock and bewilderment, the audience erupted into explosive cheers and screams that churned the seas and shook the mountains. Avalanche-like applause threatened to engulf the entire Soul Fighting Arena.

At that moment, Chen Ping, who had only three rings, experienced for the first time what it meant to be revered as a god.

Under the audience's almost fanatical gazes, Chen Ping, who felt as though all his internal organs had been knocked out of place, suddenly thought that putting so much effort into winning this Soul Fighting match seemed worth it after all.

"That's a fucking reserve team

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