Su Yun did not get angry at Yan Shaozhe's curses. After all, he was asking for something valuable, so it was perfectly normal for Yan Shaozhe to curse him a little.
And so, amid Yan Shaozhe's curses, Su Yun slashed through Feng Tianyang's neck, deleting his account.
"All right, Dean Yan. I know this man isn't worth a fifty-thousand-year Soul Bone in your eyes, but you didn't have to deliberately curse me to make me kill him. It's not like I wasn't willing to negotiate."
As Su Yun spoke, he paid no heed to Yan Shaozhe's changing complexion and casually made a few cuts on Feng Tianyang's body.
To Su Yun's surprise, Feng Tianyang actually had a Torso Bone.
Although it looked as though it had only just passed ten thousand years, it was undoubtedly a ten-thousand-year Torso Bone.
"Tsk, just what I'd expect from Shrek. You really are rich!"
Thinking of Yue Guan from the Douluo I era, who had worked for Spirit Hall his entire life without obtaining a single Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, then looking at Shrek's students in the Douluo II era, the difference really was like heaven and earth.
Thanks to the explosive increase in Soul Bones in Douluo II, even Shrek's freshman tournament could offer Soul Bones as prizes. Combined with Shrek's Treasure Appreciation Pavilion and any other possible sources of Soul Bone rewards, Su Yun realized that those across from him were hardly enemies. They were clearly a heap of Soul Bones!
Even if Yan Shaozhe refused the exchange, killing someone might still net him a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone. This era really was dripping with riches when it came to Soul Bones.
"Next."
Su Yun continued calling for his next opponent, looking forward to seeing what Soul Bone he could dig out of him.
But after three consecutive defeats, even the brainless among Shrek's people could sense that something was wrong.
The first defeat could be explained by Zhang Lexuan's weakness and carelessness. They had been able to see how weakened Zhang Lexuan was then. Besides, it was perfectly normal to get careless against a student as young as Su Yun. It was not just Zhang Lexuan; they would have been careless too.
The second time, he had defeated Qiangu Liefeng through sheer strength. That had been a genuine victory of strength, but even after Su Yun defeated Qiangu Liefeng, they had remained confident of beating him. After all, they all knew Qiangu Liefeng's strength. Su Yun had won, but his expenditure certainly could not have been small.
That was why Feng Tianyang had still been very confident when he went up. Yet now, with Feng Tianyang killed and Su Yun still showing no signs of exhaustion, they all felt somewhat afraid to fight.
Zhang Lexuan, Qiangu Liefeng, and Feng Tianyang, who had gone up, were the three strongest fighters among them. They had lost, yet Su Yun showed no hint of weakness. If they went up now, they were a little uncertain whether they could survive.
Thus, when Yan Shaozhe's gaze swept over them, three of the remaining four chose to step back.
The only one who did not step back was the Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master. He belonged to the Martial Soul Department, not the Soul Tool Department. No matter how muddleheaded Yan Shaozhe was, he could not possibly send a Support System Soul Master to clash head-on with a Battle Soul Master.
Looking at the three remaining Battle Soul Master students, Yan Shaozhe could not help sighing amid his anger.
He already had a grasp of Su Yun's strength, but precisely because he did, his heart was filled with helplessness.
Even facing Zhang Lexuan at her peak head-on, Su Yun might well have been able to defeat her. What chance did these students have, whose talent was considered good at Shrek, but merely good?
Shrek had no shortage of geniuses, but there had never been many who could truly carry its banner.
There was no point in continuing the fight. He had sent people up earlier because he thought they could win, and as long as they won and captured Su Yun, they could recover everything they had lost.
But now, faced with Su Yun, whose condition was unknown, Yan Shaozhe had already lost the desire to continue.
If they truly carried on, Shrek would not even be able to preserve this generation's Shrek Seven Devils.
And so, under the terrified gaze of the Dou Ling Empire's emperor, Yan Shaozhe glanced at the already unconscious Du Weilun. Finally, gritting his teeth, he unwillingly uttered words he had never imagined saying in his life.
"In this Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament, we of Shrek..."
"Concede!"
By the end, Yan Shaozhe's heart was dripping blood. Shrek's ten thousand years of glory had been ruined in his hands, the dean of the Shrek Outer Court. How could he accept that?
But if they kept fighting, with only these four people, he had no idea how they could fight, whether one-on-one or as a team.
Not to mention that Su Yun's side was still killing people at the slightest disagreement.
"It's over!"
The Dou Ling Empire's emperor slumped into his chair. At that instant, it was as though all his strength had been drained away.
The odds on Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy winning the championship were one hundred to one, and Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy's side had wagered a full hundred million Gold Soul Coins.
Judging by Jing Hongchen's strength alone, the Dou Ling Empire had no way to refuse payment. In fact, if they defaulted, the Sun Moon Empire would likely demand that the Dou Ling Empire cede territory to settle the debt under the pretext of collecting payment, or even launch a war.
At the thought of the bleak future awaiting the Dou Ling Empire, its emperor's eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.
Glancing at the unconscious emperor of the Dou Ling Empire, Jing Hongchen did not immediately attend to that side. Instead, he turned his gaze toward Yan Shaozhe.
"I'll wait for you at the Sun Moon Empire's border. Remember to bring the Soul Bones you promised. You have seven days. If I haven't received the Soul Bones after seven days, I can't guarantee these two people's safety."
"Now, you can get lost."
Yan Shaozhe glared resentfully at Jing Hongchen. His countless words ultimately condensed into a single sentence.
"Then I'll get lost!"
With that, Yan Shaozhe waved his hand and left with the students, utterly devoid of the high spirits he had arrived with.
Almost as soon as Shrek left, a heap of rubbish came hurtling one piece after another toward where Shrek Academy had been.
"Fuck your mother! Give us our money back!!!"
"I bet all the money I'd saved for a wife this time, and you just lost like that! Do you deserve to be called the continent's number one Soul Master Academy?!"
"Bastards! My money! My money for a Soul Bone! I've had my eye on that Soul Bone for ages, and I was just waiting to make up the last little bit! Shrek, what the hell are you good for?! Why did you have to lose this tournament, of all tournaments?! If you had to lose, don't lose this one!"
Miserable howls filled the spectator stands. Clearly, quite a few people had bet on Shrek winning.
Earlier, while Yan Shaozhe was still there, these people had not dared to vent their anger at a Titled Douluo. Once Yan Shaozhe left, the place where Shrek had been became a rubbish dump for people to vent their fury.
Now, in the spectator stands, one side was cursing Shrek, and the other side was also cursing Shrek.
People did not share one another's joys and sorrows. Su Yun had no interest in their curses. He only found them noisy, and...
"Sure enough, gambling is no good. That stuff really does people harm."
Listening to people curse Shrek and regret betting on Shrek, Su Yun closed his eyes and silently made up his mind.
Gambling and drugs are my sworn enemies!