Douluo Continent: Simulating Douluo Dalu III to Screw Over Tang San

"Ah... I... I'm a substitute, right? I shouldn't need to play, right? And what could I possibly do on the field?" Oscar was taken aback, clearly puzzled.

Gong Yu smiled slightly and said, "You're very useful; you need to go up and save people."

Oscar still didn't understand, so he asked, "Saving people? You don't need me, do you? Our Team of the Gods is so strong, how could anyone hurt us?"

Zhu Zhuqing chuckled and said, "Little Ao, are you silly? Brother Yu means, who asked you to save the opponent? Think about it, after you've beaten all the opponents down, some of them will definitely be injured. After the referee declares the match over, you'll have to use your sausages to save them!"

"Oh... so that's what it means!" Oscar wiped the sweat from his forehead again, thinking to himself that his only use was after the game. But that made sense; he really had no use for himself during the game.

Gong Xue, however, said with a smile, "Oscar, you should feel fortunate to have such a good thing happen to you."

"Ah... good news, how so?" Oscar was completely dumbfounded. He was just cleaning up the battlefield, how did it turn into a good thing?

In other words, Oscar isn't very bright. Cleaning up the battlefield is usually a lucrative job. Although the battlefield isn't actually cleaned up after the match, Gong Xue's words clearly had ulterior motives.

Gong Xue then explained, "There's something you might not know. Let me tell you, among all the participating teams, there are several academies with entirely female teams, like the Skywater Team, which is made up of stunningly beautiful women. Do you understand what that means?"

"What does it mean?" Oscar felt his brain wasn't working properly today, and he couldn't answer many questions.

However, Gong Xue said with a smile, "Are you stupid? It means they'll all be crippled by us. After they're crippled, they'll definitely need you. Then you can go up and give each of them a sausage, doing such a good deed. I wonder how many boys in the audience will envy you!"

Gong Xue's use of the word "sausage" here is a double entendre, and she deliberately emphasizes the word "sausage" when she says it.

Everyone naturally understood that Gong Xue's mention of sausages was a veiled reference, and then they all burst into laughter again.

Oscar, standing to the side, blushed even more, then glanced at Zhu Zhuqing out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing didn't seem to care, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He immediately began to imagine that scene, and a sense of anticipation welled up inside him.

Oscar was lost in his fantasies, unaware that Zhu Zhuqing was stealing glances at Gong Yu out of the corner of her eye. She missed that day and night in Sunset Forest, and missed Gong Yu's various skills—things Oscar couldn't do. Besides, Oscar couldn't last long in that area; three minutes was his limit.

A group of people walked along the road, laughing and joking, and soon arrived at the competition venue.

The opening ceremony began quickly, followed by the entrance of each college.

Teams entered the arena one by one, and then designated personnel led them to their respective positions.

Each team wore their own academy's uniform. Adorned with colorful decorations, patterns, and academy logos, the young Soul Master looked heroic and spirited, exuding an air of dominance over the world.

There were two teams that stood out: Team of the Gods and Shitrek Team.

The Team of the Gods was fine; they were wearing the Academy of the Gods's uniforms, which were already quite nice, so they didn't need to order any custom team uniforms.

As for Shitrek, they ultimately couldn't escape the fate of being green like poop; each of them had a Shrek pattern on their chest that almost covered their entire front, and the color of that pattern was a vibrant, luscious emerald green.

The six large characters "Seeking Title Sponsorship" were blatantly embroidered on the back of every member of the Shitrek Team.

Below the six large characters, there is a line of smaller print. "Please contact Mr. Flender, Dean of the Shrek Academy, for a face-to-face discussion regarding advertising fees."

Flender, the greedy devil, truly lived up to his reputation, never missing an opportunity to make money.

When the Shitrek Team entered the arena, they immediately received a lot of attention.

"What kind of academy is that? Good heavens, did they just crawl out of a latrine?"

"I'm dying of laughter, that green monster pattern on their chests is so cute. The ears look like trumpets."

"Look. Look, what kind of advertisements are they putting up behind their backs? Does such a high-level Soul Master Academy even exist? Can something like this even participate in the Continental Elite Tournament of High-Level Soul Master Academy? It's hilarious. It's true what they say, 'There are all kinds of birds in a big forest.'"

"Screw you. It's like saying, 'A big forest has all kinds of birds.'"

"Keep your voice down. They are Soul Master, after all. But I bet they're just here to make an appearance. Look, there's that fat guy in there, he looks like a ball."

Listening to the discussions among the crowd, Gong Yu also looked towards the direction of the Shitrek Team and noticed that Xiao Wu was missing from that group.

"I haven't heard anything about the rabbit being caught. It seems it must have received advance warning yesterday and ran away."

After muttering something, Gong Yu turned around and started teasing Na'er.

More than 30 teams from the Heaven Dou Division participated in the qualifiers. They entered the venue one after another, and it took more than an hour for them to finally finish entering.

Chapter 153 The First Match

When my gaze fell on the VIP stage, the second row was occupied by Prince Xue Xing and three members of the teaching committee of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, while the first row of the VIP section had only three people.

The man in the center was Xue Ye, the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire. He wore a long, golden-red robe and a golden-diamond crown. His face was as Gu Yue, and he bore a resemblance to Prince Xue Xing.

However, in terms of temperament, Xue Ye was far superior to Prince Xue Xing. Xue Ye sat there, and it seemed that everything around him revolved around him.

The person to the right of Xue Ye is Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Gong Yu had confronted him at the auction yesterday.

Ning Fengzhi wore a white robe and a seven-treasure purple-gold crown, a symbol of his status. As one of the Upper Three Sects leaders of the Seven Great Sects, he was fully qualified to sit in this position.

As for the red-robed man sitting to the left of Xue Ye, Gong Yu had never seen the five-pointed platinum crown on his head before, but he could roughly guess that this person was the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall.

Shortly after, the emcee on one side of the VIP platform announced in a loud voice, "Now, please welcome His Majesty the Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire to declare the opening of this competition."

Immediately following was thunderous applause.

Then, Xue Ye, dressed in a crimson-gold robe, slowly rose to his feet amidst thunderous applause.

He slowly raised his right hand and waved it lightly towards the audience and the participating Soul Master below. The applause quickly stopped, and the huge square became completely silent.

A deep and resonant voice Amplifying Soul Tool resounded throughout the arena, "I, Xue Ye, Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, on behalf of the Heaven Dou Empire and the organizers of this competition, hereby declare the Pan-Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition open."

Thunderous applause erupted once again, followed by cheers that rose and fell.

After the applause subsided, His Majesty the Emperor continued, "Here, I hope that all the Soul Master participating in this competition will fully demonstrate their strength and achieve excellent results. You are all the pride of the Heaven Dou Empire; for the glory of the Empire, show your brilliance!"

The words ended there, and then applause rang out once again, while Xue Ye returned to his seat.

Then the emcee's voice rang out again, inviting Ning Fengzhi to give a speech.

Ning Fengzhi rattled off a long string of words, which naturally drew waves of applause.

After Ning Fengzhi's speech, the emcee smiled and announced, "Next, please welcome Lord Salas, the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall Martial Soul Temple Heaven Dou City, to draw lots for the first round of the preliminary matches. After the draw, the vice-team of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy will play against their opponents drawn in the first round. This will be the only match today."

Platinum Bishop Salas slowly stood up and, led by a court lady, walked to the master of ceremonies to begin the drawing of lots.

He seemed reluctant to speak, leaving each pair of opponents to be announced by the emcee.

"Round 1 of the preliminary rounds: Canghui Academy vs. Purple Star Academy."

"Round 1 of the qualifiers: Oakland Academy vs. Shitrek Academy."

"In the first round of the preliminary rounds, Heaven Dou Royal Academy will face off against the Academy of the Gods."

After drawing lots, Salas wore the same smile.

He seemed to be lucky, as he drew the Heaven Dou Royal Academy to face off against the Academy of the Gods.

The vice-captain of the Heavenly Heaven Dou Royal Academy wasn't exactly a team to watch, but some idiot came up with the idea of swapping the original captain and vice-captain. That way, the original vice-captain would be directly sent to the finals.

The original main team became the vice-captain team. With their abilities, they were fully capable of making it to the finals. In the end, both the main and vice-captain teams could participate in the finals.

As for the idiot who came up with the idea, it was actually Gong Yu. He secretly asked someone next to Xue Beng to give him the idea, Xue Beng thought it made sense, so he went to tell Prince Xue Xing.

Although the Heaven Dou Royal Academy is managed by three major education committees, the one who truly controls the Heaven Dou Royal Academy is Prince Xue Xing. Later, Prince Xue Xing made this suggestion to the three education committees, and the three education committees also thought it was acceptable, so they switched the main and deputy teams of the Imperial Fighting Team.

After the draw concluded, the Platinum Bishop Salas surveyed the entire hall and calmly stated, "I swear on the honor of the Spirit Hall Spirit Hall this draw was entirely truthful. Furthermore, I hereby announce that any participating student from the Soul Master Academy present who advances to the final competition will be exceptionally granted direct entry into the Martial Soul Temple."

These words didn't bother the audience much, but the Soul Master in the arena were in an uproar.

The Martial Soul Temple is the highest-ranking Spirit Hall outside of the Pope's Hall and the Douluo Hall, and it is one of the two great empires' capitals.

The Pope's Hall is a place exclusively for the Pope. The Douluo Hall, on the other hand, is a symbolic entity.

Therefore, the Martial Soul Temple is actually the highest-ranking institution within the Spirit Hall.

For a Soul Master, being able to directly enter the Martial Soul Temple is a shortcut to improving their strength. Not only do they enjoy the best treatment and various training methods, but the prestige of the Martial Soul Temple is also extremely attractive to ordinary Soul Master.

The words of Platinum Bishop Salas excited the Soul Master in the arena, but Xue Ye's face darkened after hearing them.

Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi was there, and with Ning Fengzhi shaking his head in a gesture of encouragement, Xue Ye's expression softened somewhat.

Immediately afterwards, the emcee's voice rang out again. "The first match of the first round of the preliminary rounds will now take place, between the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and the Academy of the Gods. All participating academies, please leave the stage. The two academies that will be playing later, please prepare yourselves. The match will officially begin in half an hour."

From below the stage, Gong Yu said with interest, "I'll go up alone for the first match. It's just about bullying people; I'm enough on my own. I won't go up again until the qualifiers are over."

Hearing Gong Yu say this, everyone was quite surprised, thinking that Gong Yu was not interested in this so-called competition!

Seeing the surprised expressions on everyone's faces, Gong Yu gave an awkward smile and said, "What, can't I go up and show my face?"

"Brother Yu wants to go up and show off," Na'er, covering her mouth as the giggling boy beside her kept chirping.

Hearing this, a group of people nearby nodded in agreement with Na'er's point of view.

Before long, the designated personnel arrived and led Gong Yu onto the stage alone. This made the personnel leading the way quite embarrassed, but there was nothing they could do, since the Academy of the Gods was only sending one person.

"Why is there only one person coming up?" On the Imperial Fighting Team's side, Yu Tianheng, the captain, turned grim upon seeing that only Gong Yu from the Academy of the Gods had come up. "How much do they look down on us?"

Not only Yu Tianheng had this thought, but his other teammates were also filled with righteous indignation.

In the stands, tens of thousands of spectators were even more astonished. Many thought that the Academy of the Gods probably thought the Imperial Fighting Team was too strong, so they planned to just send in anyone to make do!

Chapter 154 Divine Slaughter's Domain

Gong Yu stood on the arena, a smile always on his face, but he didn't utter a single sound.

In the VIP section, Xue Ye smiled as he looked at the arena and Ning Fengzhi beside him, "Sect Master Ning, it seems that this first match will be a foregone conclusion!"

Ning Fengzhi frowned and said, "Does Your Majesty mean that the Heaven Dou Imperial Team will win when you say it's a foregone conclusion?"

"That's natural." Xue Ye nodded and said, "Although I have great respect for the Academy of the Gods, Sect Master Ning, you've seen it yourself. Even the Academy of the Gods has chosen to give up; otherwise, they wouldn't have sent just one person to the arena."

"Your Majesty, the person who has entered the arena is no ordinary person." Ning Fengzhi did not agree with Xue Ye's opinion. He looked at Gong Yu on the arena with a solemn expression, feeling that Gong Yu was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on where he had seen him before.

"Oh... so Sect Master Ning also thinks that person is not simple!" At this moment, the Platinum Bishop Salas on the other side suddenly said, "Then does Sect Master Ning think that person will win?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "There's a chance of winning."

Upon hearing this, Salas felt a surge of contempt for Ning Fengzhi. What did he mean by "a chance of winning"? A 100% chance is a chance, and a one in a billion chance is also a chance. Ning Fengzhi was simply spouting nonsense to appease people!

"It seems Sect Master Ning doesn't think much of that person!" Salas said with a slight smile. "However, I do think highly of him. I believe he will win, and win easily at that."

"Hahaha... I don't think that person can win!" Xue Ye laughed heartily. He had great confidence in the Imperial Fighting Team, so his stance was unwavering, and he couldn't wait to see Salas get humiliated.

Platinum Bishop Salas glanced at Xue Ye and said calmly, "Then we'll wait and see."

Although Salas couldn't discern Gong Yu's true strength, he could tell that Gong Yu was no ordinary person. Moreover, Gong Yu's composed demeanor on the stage made Salas inexplicably feel that Gong Yu would inevitably emerge victorious.

Prince Xue Xing, sitting in the second row, along with the three members of the teaching committee of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, also exuded confidence. In their view, this was a match without any suspense, and the Imperial Fighting Team would surely win.

Before long, at the referee's signal, the first preliminary round of this year's All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament officially began.

"Everyone has one minute to activate their Martial Soul," the referee announced to the two participating teams.

Despite hearing the referee's words, Gong Yu remained standing there, completely unmoved.

The more he acted this way, the angrier the Imperial Fighting Team became. They gritted their teeth, for they had never been so disrespected before.

While coldly staring at Gong Yu, Yu Tianheng said to his teammates, "Brothers, don't move. Let me deal with him alone."

Upon hearing this, Gong Yu smiled contemptuously and said, "I advise you to hurry up and activate your Martial Soul. Otherwise, you won't even have a chance to make a move before I knock you off the stage."

Apart from Dugu Yan, the other members of the Imperial Fighting Team didn't take it seriously.

Dugu Yan, however, looked solemn. Before the competition, her grandfather had warned her not to even think about going head-to-head with the Team of the Gods, because the Imperial Fighting Team had absolutely no hope of winning and might even be instantly defeated.

"Tian Heng, and everyone else, listen to me, activate your Martial Soul quickly, he wasn't lying..." Dugu Yan wanted to persuade her teammates to go all out, but before she could finish speaking, Yu Tianheng had already rushed towards Gong Yu.

"Tian Heng, don't be reckless!" Dugu Yan shouted directly at Yu Tianheng, but it was too late.

At this moment, Gong Yu's eyes narrowed as he looked at Yu Tianheng and said coldly, "I told you to activate your Martial Soul, but you refused. Fine, I'll send you off the stage now."

He had always disliked the arrogant guys in the Imperial Fighting Team. They were all mediocre, but they were so full of themselves, always acting like they were the best in the world and asking for a beating.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Yu lightly tapped the ground, and in an instant, an extremely cold killing intent suddenly emanated from his body.

The aura didn't have any explosive power, but when it truly enveloped the entire arena, all the members of the Imperial Fighting Team felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Cold, sinister, evil, terrifying. An immense, terrifying killing intent, powerful enough to make one tremble, rushed towards them like a ferocious beast.

Yu Tianheng, who was originally charging towards Gong Yu, could clearly feel that everything about him seemed to have become sluggish under this immense killing intent. He felt that it was difficult for him to even move an extra step.

It wasn't just Yu Tianheng; the entire Imperial Fighting Team was in the same boat, struggling to make any progress.

In the VIP section, Ning Fengzhi and Platinum Bishop Salas immediately stood up upon seeing the scene before them.

"Domain." The two said in unison, their expressions of shock almost identical.