Douluo: I Don't Want to Be a God, I Actually Became a God

Shrek Academy, who was immersed in joy, did not see those few substantial sights from the high platform, or even if they noticed it, they probably would not care.

At this moment, whether they were Tang San, who had always been calm, or Flanders, who had always encouraged them to compete for the championship, as if the championship was as simple as picking something out of a bag for them, they couldn't help but feel proud and joyful.

champion! That's a championship! And it’s still their champion!

When I think of those in power who explicitly or implicitly suggested that they should compromise and surrender, that they should cultivate genius into a weapon that only belongs to the powerful, that they should use his hands to destroy and kill talent, and instead cultivate mediocre people... all kinds of things are full of them. With the most ugly and greedy plans in human nature, Flanders, who was once proud and arrogant, was dissatisfied.

Even though Flanders is now middle-aged, he is still dissatisfied with those dirty tricks, but compared with the dissatisfaction of being looked down upon and belittled when he was young and vigorous, now he only has the relief of breaking fate and breaking the constraints.

——Look! Those little monsters standing on the stage, standing at the end, and becoming champions, are his students, his disciples, his pride, and his glory!

The more Flanders looked at those faces that had not faded from their tenderness, the more he couldn't help but burst into tears.

The unwillingness to be ostracized and the embarrassment of being ridiculed all poured out from my chest and belly with tears at this moment.

On the high platform, Pope Bibi Dong still looked as calm as ever, as if no matter who won or lost, or who got those priceless soul bones, it had nothing to do with her.

Contrary to her extremely restrained mood, Ju Douluo Yueguan and Ghost Douluo Ghost stood behind her like guardians on the left and right.

Their faces were not pretty, and there were even faint veins on their faces.

However, due to the fact that there were people from the two major empires watching the battle, they could only maintain a superficial appearance and did not let others see the Wuhun Palace joke.

Pope Bibi Dong slowly stood up from her position, and the two Douluo behind her who were standing on guard at all times also started to move in response to her movements.

Bibi Dong looked calm and took a few steps forward slowly.

The scepter, which was as tall as a person, was held by her easily and freely, tapping gently on the white jade floor covered with a soft red carpet as she followed her footsteps.

She opened her lips: "The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, this year's final champion is——"

"Shrek Academy."

"Congratulations to you, talented young soul masters."

The seven people from Shrek Academy who stayed in the square watched as the seven members of the Wuhundian Academy team were helped off the stage by the people waiting for them at the Pope Palace, and then they were greeted by those who were watching the battle outside. Jumping down from the gathered companions and division commanders.

The nine official contestants stood in a row at the front, and behind them stood their division commanders, Dean Flender, Dean Liu Erlong, Yu Xiaogang, Qin Ming, and the final battler. Poison Douluo Dugubo fulfills his duties as an honorary elder.

A group of more than ten people looked forward, watching the people on the high platform hand over the right to speak, and let the cardinal sing the words and tunes for them, the final champion.

Obviously, those flowery words that were repeatedly modified were not prepared for them at the beginning.

Maybe the people on the Wuhun Palace side also felt awkward, so after deleting, deleting, and revising it many times, they hastily announced the weight of their championship this time.

Then, countless people, including the participating and defeated soul masters, all laid their eyes on the brocade box containing the three soul bones.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the air seemed to be a lot hotter at that moment.

Pope Bibi Dong didn't say anything. She just showed the calmness that a pope should have. She raised her hand that was not holding the authority, and the three brocade boxes suspended in the air followed her wishes. .

Her eyes were as calm as the endless sea, but there was still a feeling of nostalgia, "Come on, representatives of Shrek Academy, come and get the rewards you deserve."

The nine Shrek monsters retracted their gaze that had been staring at the box. After hearing this, they couldn't help but turn around and look at their companions looking at each other.

As the captain, Dai Mubai stood in the middle of the team and was bumped with an elbow by Tang San on the right, and poked shamelessly with his finger by Ma Hongjun on the left.

Under the urging from both sides, Dai Mubai, who had consumed so much soul power that he could barely stand upright now, couldn't help but lean forward due to the force.

It was not a big movement, but it instantly attracted a lot of attention.

Dai Mubai, who felt deeply embarrassed, suppressed his voice and said through gritted teeth: "I'm so exhausted just standing there, why do you still ask me to come up?"

Ma Hongjun, who also had bottomed out soul power and tired body perception, later realized that the same was true for Boss Dai. Knowing what he had done, the little fat man touched his nose guiltily, smiled, and turned to speak righteously to Dai. Tang San on the other side of the boss encouraged: "Third brother, you shoulder the trust of our big family, come on!"

Tang San:"…………"

Tang San: "I think..."

"It doesn't matter what you think," Dai Mubai knew what Tang San wanted to say and instantly interrupted the boy's excuses. You must know that they had made the Pope, the Pope of the Spirit Hall, wait for at least a few minutes. The sight around him was so intense that it seemed like it could kill someone, which made Dai Mubai's heart palpitate. "Go ahead, Xiao San. Even if we don't talk about the consumption of our souls this time, we can all see what you have put in from the beginning to the end of this competition."

"Besides, we are all brothers who are like family. No matter who goes up, it will be the same. It's just that we don't want to go up because of our selfishness, so we are wronging you."

"Boss Dai..." The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched slightly, "Is this called a grievance?" Look at the surrounding spirit masters from the Pope's Palace to the foot of the mountain who are eager to be 'aggrieved'. Can this be called a grievance?

Tang San: I don’t believe it.

However, he couldn't resist the urging of his companions. After all, even Yiyi beside him began to tug at the corner of his clothes and whispered to him to fight quickly. She wanted to go back and rest.

Tang San, who was carrying the entire Shrek Academy on his shoulders, was more of a pusher than a 'truster'. He took a deep breath, still raised his head, and stared at the Pope standing on dozens of steps in front of him. Step by step, he headed firmly towards the realm that only belonged to the top experts.

As he got closer step by step, Tang San felt that his originally nervous mood gradually became calmer as he looked away from his surroundings.

His intuition told him that there were so many strong people here, and his strength was deeply evaluated by these powerful forces. Even his life seemed to be at the mercy of them like an ant on their fingertips, deciding whether to live or die at will.

But deep down in his heart, there was always a voice telling him: Don't be afraid! Those who hate him, those who are jealous of him, and those who look at him will not pose a life-or-death threat to him after all. And he himself is destined to be looked up to by them and everyone.

Because that is the pride from...!

From what?

As Tang San stepped onto the last step, he was attracted by the surging thoughts in his heart and the sudden stop of the sound, and couldn't help but pause.

However, this little incident was not noticed by those who were familiar with him, and those who observed his unnatural movements and had the strength of a titled Douluo, only thought that he was a dignified and majestic man who was crowned by the Holy Pope and was crowned by the Pope. , impressed by the majestic momentum. Only Tang San himself knew that moment of enlightenment, and that moment of confusion seemed to have broken through some kind of restriction.

Tang San looked directly at Pope Bibi Dong, not avoiding her appearance in the slightest.

The two people standing behind Pope Bibi Dong were already dissatisfied with him. Now they saw that he did not shy away from meeting the holy face and he was so... so arrogant and shameless, staring directly at the Pope's crown. They couldn't help but talk to him. It's like it's fried.

"Shuzi Tang San! You..."

"That's enough, Ju Douluo." Pope Bibi Dong stretched out his hand to stop Ju Douluo from continuing to question. She was still calm, and her eyes that were not consistent with her face, and had been washed away by the years, stared quietly at the front of her. Tang San.

She said: "You are outstanding, even better than I expected. You are worthy of being his disciple."

"When I look at you, I always feel familiar, but I can't remember how similar you are to any old friend. My child, are you willing to join the Spirit Hall?"

Tang San, who was personally invited by the Pope, did not speak. He just looked into the Pope's eyes. There was no lust for power, money or other desires in those eyes. They were like a natural scene, staying there quietly.

Such a person seems to be very similar to the culprit who once heard about the tragedy of his father's generation from the Li clan.

If it wasn't for this man's superb acting skills, then someone else was the culprit.

Tang San, who had always been taught to calmly explore intelligence and the truth in the Tang Sect Anbu, would not blindly listen to other people's judgments even if he had a new life. He will only choose to see and listen with his own eyes and ears, and then find the real facts.

However, now facing the invitation from the Pope, the highest authority in Wuhun Palace, Tang San still had to refuse.

He still had a smile on his face, looking straight at His Majesty the Pope, who was not much different in height from him. He did not kneel down or deliberately make himself humble. He just looked back at Pope Bibi Dong calmly, as if the two were on equal footing. People talking.

He shook his head and said, "His Majesty the Pope's personal invitation is really rare. But I have made clear arrangements, and I don't want to be bound by anything in the future. I can only decline His Majesty's kind invitation here."

Bibi Dong's face changed slightly, as if she remembered something. Her usually calm and majestic expression began to soften. At this time, her face like a young girl in bloom had a kindness that did not suit her appearance. She looked at Tang San and said with some regret: "In that case, I hope you can get what you want in the future. With your talent, you will surely step into the Douluo Palace soon, and we can talk again then." After that, Bibi Dong handed over the brocade box in his hand.

"It's very scary."

Tang San took the opportunity to take the brocade box, and under Bibi Dong's control, the three of them formed a pile, just in time for Tang San to hold them steady.

He thanked His Majesty the Pope, ignored the greedy and angry gazes, and walked step by step back to everyone in Shrek Academy.

The powerful aura on the three soul bones is far better than the skull soul bone he obtained during the counterattack, especially the spiritually condensed wisdom skull with a light blue halo. Even if it is in the brocade box, it is still harmonious. His spiritual power resonates.

It was as if she was clamoring for the desire to be one with him all the time.

Tang San suppressed the desire rising in his body, strengthened his faith and walked back to his partner.

"I give up. None of these three soul bones are suitable for me." Xiao Wu was the first to speak. The joy on her face became complicated and sentimental after seeing the three soul bones. She just deliberately hid it and did not show it to others. In front of him, he could only say this sentence, and then turned his head back to the side of Yiyi's neck.

As the boss, Dai Mubai also shook his head, "I also give up, there is nothing suitable for me."

Oscar was more curious about soul bones than he was thirsty for anything. After seeing the appearance of these three soul bones, he began to show off, "I am a food-based soul master. These soul bones are not attractive to me. .”

Did you remember that you are a food-type soul master at this time?

Ma Hongjun couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he heard Oscar's words. He can still feel the pain from being whipped by the whip on his body.

Jan Sen also raised his head, looked at the three soul bones and refused, "Attributes are incompatible." There was only one sentence of rejection, but the strength in it was huge.

Yu Yuyi was busy comforting Xiao Wu, who was depressed, and didn't even look at the soul bone.

It was Tang San and Yu Xiaogang who looked at her, and she shook her head, "I don't need those." Moreover, soul bones... Who knows whether this thing was stripped from the soul beast's body or taken from the soul master's hands, and then... Being absorbed by the client, no matter how you look at it, you feel a bit unacceptable and a bit evil.

Fan brother Ma Hongjun:…………? I don't understand.

However, Ma Yuyichui Xiaohong: She is indeed Sister Yi! Awesome!

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San knew about Yu Yuyi's situation. Since the people involved said they didn't need it anymore, it probably meant that the soul bone was completely useless to Yiyi.

The remaining four people are extremely compatible with these three soul bones.

The undisputed right arm of the Exploding and Burning Flame was given to Ma Hongjun, the only fire-type offensive spirit master in the team. The left leg of the fast-moving Chai Feng belonged to Zhu Zhuqing, who had a certain relationship with Tiger, because of Jan Sen's abandonment.

After all, Yun Conglong and Feng Conghu have nothing to say about their attribute compatibility.

Ning Rongrong was suitable for the last skull of wisdom condensed with spirit, and so was Tang San. It would be better to say that the attributes of this skull are suitable for everyone.

For a moment, the soul bones belonging to each other were in a deadlock.

In the end, when the two parties involved were about to give up, Tang San's teacher Yu Xiaogang reminded Xiao San of his memory, which had been squeezed by the competition in recent days.

"Xiao San, give the soul bone you collected to Rongrong, that one is more suitable for her."

Yu Xiaogang, who originally didn't plan to expose his disciple's extra soul bones in public, decided to finish allocating these things at this time after thinking about the fact that the man who had been broken into the empty door before said that he would take Tang San away after the game. It comes at a better time.

If time is prolonged, accidents may occur.

Even if the relationship between several children remains the same, it is inevitable that there will be gaps.

What's more, what he wants is for his disciples to be able to be active in the soul master world as they wish without being bound by anything. Yu Xiaogang had never thought about this wish before, but under Yu Yuyi's subtle influence, he also He began to have such expectations for his disciple, his student Tang San.

Being able to live well is enough.

His theory is just his own stubbornness, but there is no need to involve another child in it.