Lu Cheng: What wrong have I done? (3k)

Lu Cheng remained calm, his gaze casually drifting into the distance.

Now, the rest area for the college teams is mostly empty, with only the last sixteen teams remaining, making it seem rather deserted.

However, many eyes remained on him, seemingly eager to see if he could produce any more results against the Dou Ling Team this time.

After all, the Dou Ling Team is a top-tier team, ranking among the top four in the previous All-Continent Soul Master Academy Tournament. While they may not be aiming for the championship, they certainly possess the combat power to reach the top four.

Therefore, this time... it can be considered a fierce battle.

In the rest area of Sun Moon Empire Team, everyone's expression was solemn, and they all stared intently at Lu Cheng. Last time he made a move, there was only one Soul King level expert on the other side, and it was barely acceptable that he overpowered him, since Ma Rulong could also do that.

But this time, the Dou Ling Team has at least five Soul King, and the captain Lone Bamboo Sword, is at least a level 57 Soul King, whose combat power is comparable to that of an ordinary Soul Emperor.

When these seven people came together, their combined combat power increased exponentially.

They could easily crush a peak Soul Emperor, and it's hard to say about Soul Saint, but without using their Martial Soul Avatar, they probably wouldn't gain any advantage against these seven.

Lu Cheng remained relaxed, knowing that most of the attention was on him at this moment.

After all, everyone is curious about where his limits really are.

Princess Jiujiu?

Just as Lu Cheng was wondering, a beautiful young woman with an oval face and an ethereal air, dressed in a light yellow academy uniform, led the Star Luo Royal Team to the Shrek's rest area. Her face beamed with a smile, and she struck up a conversation with Lu Cheng: "Fortunately, we didn't encounter Shrek in the top sixteen, otherwise the Star Luo Team might have been eliminated this year."

Princess Jiujiu is too modest...

"..."

As the vice-captain of the Star Luo Team, Huang Heyun secretly listened to the conversation between the two from behind Xu Jiujiu. It was as if he had met an old friend. Princess Jiujiu's smile never disappeared, but seeing this, he could only sigh inwardly.

Throughout the entire Star Luo Academy, no one disliked this intelligent and stunningly beautiful princess. She was poised and elegant, with a noble and ethereal air, as unapproachable as a celestial fairy. He was no exception.

He was naturally overjoyed when he heard that Xu Jiujiu would be parachuted into the team as captain, but he quickly came to terms with reality.

No matter how hard he tried to cultivate, he could not enter Xu Jiujiu's heart.

"In that case, I wish Shrek Academy victory in Jiujiu. See you in the semifinals!" Xu Jiujiu revealed an adorable expression, captivating the surrounding male students.

Lu Cheng smiled and nodded slightly.

"Good."

At the same time, the referee's eyes flickered, shifting from Lu Cheng and Xu Jiujiu, and his voice came through the soul-guided microphone. "First round match, Shrek Academy versus... the Dou Ling Team!!"

"Lu Cheng!"

"Lu Cheng!"

"Dou Ling!"

"..."

The cheers were like a tsunami, instantly sweeping across the entire stadium.

Countless spectators wore expressions of ecstasy, but the cheers shifted from "Shrek" to "Lu Cheng." After all, in their eyes, it was Lu Cheng who, single-handedly, delivered a visually stunning performance.

However, Yan Shaozhe frowned slightly, then quickly regained his composure.

With a warm smile on his face, he looked at Lu Cheng and said, "Fight well. After you win the championship, I will petition the many elders of the Sea God Pavilion to reward you. Not only will your previous transgressions in the Ming Dou Mountain Range be wiped off, but the academy will also bestow upon you generous rewards."

Lu Cheng was stunned, truly not expecting Yan Shaozhe to be so shameless. "The Ming Dou Mountain Range's... mistake? Wasn't that Xuan Zi's fault? What fault have we outer court disciples committed?"

Yan Shaozhe's face stiffened, seemingly embarrassed by being publicly humiliated. He immediately put on a stern face and said, "Let's start the competition."

"Yes, let's focus on the competition first, we can talk about these things later," Wang Yan said anxiously.

Lu Cheng's gaze was fixed on Yan Shaozhe: "The competition isn't urgent. I need to ask Dean Yan first. We disciples have fought for the Shrek Academy, exhausting ourselves. We were almost killed by Evil Soul Master in the Ming Dou Mountain Range, and only managed to emerge from the cave at great risk. Now, we've fought a pack of poor wolves for Shrek's honor to make it into the top sixteen. How can we be accused of having done nothing?"

"That Xuan Zi just packed his bags and left, leaving behind a huge mess. He went back to the Shrek Academy for some peace and quiet. The person most responsible for this tragedy ran away, leaving us, a group of Shrek Outer Court disciples, to take the blame for the Ming Dou Mountain Range incident?"

"Dean Yan, is there anything you can't do?"

"You...!!!" Yan Shaozhe's face was full of anger as he pointed at Lu Cheng. In front of countless spectators and many participating teams, if he were to escalate this dispute, Shrek would probably become the biggest laughing stock of the day.

He was trying to pin the blame on a group of reserve team disciples in order to manipulate Lu Cheng and make him fight harder to win the championship. But he didn't expect things to go wrong. He forgot that Lu Cheng was a devil and wouldn't fall for Shrek at all.

When Lu Cheng really started to escalate the situation, he lost his ground.

Not to mention, this match still depends on Lu Cheng's intervention.

The championship symbolizes the honor of the Shrek Academy, and there can be no mistakes. He cannot be the one to commit such a sin.

"Why bother? Hurry up and get on the field, the referee has already started the countdown." Wang Yan was like an ant on a hot pan, his face flushed with anxiety. He really wanted to lead his team to victory.

Lu Cheng remained calm and unmoved.

"Don't go too far..." Yan Shaozhe through gritted teeth, his face turning pale.

"Hehe."

Lu Cheng chuckled, his expression unchanged.

Okay, okay, very good...

Yan Shaozhe was furious, cursing Lu Cheng's direct blood relatives. He thought, "When we get back to the Shrek Academy, I'll make things difficult for you, I'll make you suffer! Just you wait!"

In any case, Mu En had no intention of handing over the position of Sea God Pavilion Master to Lu Cheng, so he was not worried that Lu Cheng would take power in the future; he was just a tool and henchman.

"Perhaps it was a slip of the tongue," Yan Shaozhe coldly, though he was extremely reluctant.

"So that means the Ming Dou Mountain Range incident has nothing to do with our many reserve team disciples?" Lu Cheng asked seriously.

"Not bad," Yan Shaozhe coldly.

"That's good. I was worried that Dean Yan would pin the blame on us afterwards. I'm just an outer disciple; my small frame can't bear such a burden." Lu Cheng exhaled a breath of stale air, still somewhat frightened.

Yan Shaozhe: "..."

His expression grew increasingly cold.

"It's still just me. Teams of this caliber can be quite damaging, and I can't worry about the others..." Lu Cheng waved his hand dismissively, then headed towards the arena.

"This..." Wang Yan hesitated, his face filled with worry.

They're facing five Soul King!!!

This is a world of difference compared to the last time when it was a Soul King.

But now, all they can do is believe.

"I..." Bei Bei frowned slightly, "I can also play. I'm Soul Ancestor, I'm definitely not weak."

Before Mu En arrived, he had specifically instructed him to make a prominent appearance to prepare for taking over Shrek Academy in the future, which was essentially to create momentum. However, in the first few matches, Lu Cheng stole the spotlight, as if Lu Cheng was the youngest and strongest representative of Shrek this generation. Although Lu Cheng was not present in the subsequent matches, he still fought quite hard, but everyone knew that it was Lu Cheng who created the momentum, and he was just taking advantage of the chaos.

The applause he and the other reserve team members received after their victory was far less than one percent of what Lu Cheng had received previously.

He had even fantasized that with his long golden hair, handsome face, and formidable talent, many girls would be secretly admiring him and showering him with affection.

But in reality, there wasn't a single person there.

Not only did Tang Ya and Zhang Lexuan completely ignore him, but even ordinary viewers seemed to ignore him as well.

"You want to go on stage?" Lu Cheng paused, slightly surprised.

Upon Yan Shaozhe quickly chimed in, "Yes, Bei Bei, let's go on stage together. More people means more support."

I was so angry that I forgot to let Bei Bei ride on Lu Cheng's fame. Although the original plan to keep Lu Cheng on the bench and prevent Bei Bei from playing was no longer possible, it was still good to let Bei Bei appear more often.

"Then you go ahead."

Lu Cheng smiled and nodded slightly.

Bei Bei was overjoyed and was about to go on stage when she saw Lu Cheng stop in his tracks and watch him walk away.

"What do you mean?!" Bei Bei was a little annoyed.

Is this telling him to do it himself?

Just kidding, they have five Soul King on the other side! Five Soul King!!

How could someone who had only recently advanced to the Soul Ancestor possibly defeat five Soul King? That would be tantamount to suicide.

"Lu Cheng! We're classmates, don't go too far!" Yan Shaozhe's face grew increasingly grim.

He hadn't expected Lu Cheng to go to such extremes.

"Dean Yan, don't make false accusations! I've already given the opportunity to Bei Bei, what more do you want?" Lu Cheng spread his hands, his face full of question marks.

"You..." Yan Shaozhe was furious.

"I told you, he's just a burden. I won't be responsible if he dies on stage," Lu Cheng shrugged.

"..."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Bei Bei's face turned pale instantly.

He suddenly remembered that this was a competition arena where one could go all out. If only two people were on the field, although it would attract the audience's attention, it would also concentrate the opponent's firepower.

He wasn't as formidable as Lu Cheng; if he were...

But Yan Shaozhe was too angry to notice Bei Bei's pale face. He snorted coldly, "Whatever, if I die on the stage, I die on the stage. Just tell me if you're willing or not."

"That's okay..."

Lu Cheng nodded slightly, looking troubled. "I have no objection."

"I..." Bei Bei was about to speak.

The referee on stage immediately urged, "Both teams, please come to the stage!"

The seven main players of the Dou Ling Team were all on the field early on, and many eyes were on Shrek's rest area.

"Hehe."

A smile appeared on Lu Cheng's lips.

They walked towards the stadium.

Behind her was Bei Bei, whose legs were slightly weak.

Looking at the five Soul King opposite him, even the weakest of whom was a peak Soul Ancestor of level forty-eight or forty-nine, he swallowed hard and turned his gaze to Lu Cheng: "This guy will probably take care of the others first, right..."