"Ugh... Why is it Tang San again?"
Dai Mubai was clearly unhappy. "He already embarrassed himself last time, and now you still want him up there?"
"I'll send up whoever I want."Zhang Fan looked calmly at Dai Mubai.
"You mother—"Dai Mubai was furious. Zhang Fan was really pushing his buttons—he'd been holding it in for a long time.
Even Ma Hongjun and Oscar were eager to get on the field. After all, this was the final match.
"Dai Mubai, what are you trying to do?"Liu Erlong walked over, eyes cold as she stared at him.
"I'm just not convinced! I think Zhang Fan's being unfair!"Dai Mubai snapped angrily.
"Alright then, how about this—we fight. If you win, you get to arrange the match lineup."Zhang Fan said calmly, looking at Dai Mubai.
The words made Dai Mubai freeze in shock. Fight Zhang Fan? Only a fool would.
This guy was already level 59, almost level 60, and he himself was barely in the forties. Fighting him would be asking for a beating.
As that thought crossed his mind, his face darkened.
"Ding, dialogue modification mission triggered."
[Dai Mubai, startled, says: 'Forget it.'] – Four characters can be modified.
Zhang Fan immediately changed the three characters for "Forget it" to "I grovel and lick."
"Ding, dialogue modification successful. Slight plot twist triggered. Reward: 30 modification points."
"Ding, 5,000 modification points can be consumed to upgrade the system to level 5. After that, five characters can be modified in dialogue and story per day, with ten opportunities daily."
"Go ahead and spend it."Zhang Fan responded promptly.
"Ding, 5,000 points deducted. System upgrading..."
"Ding, upgrade successful."
Dai Mubai, startled, turned pale and said, "I grovel and lick."
The next moment, he immediately dropped to his knees in front of Zhang Fan, licking his shoes.
"Uh..."Tang San was completely dumbfounded watching this. This was the Crown Prince of the Star Luo Empire, yet here he was, kneeling in front of Zhang Fan and licking his shoes.
If word got out, the Star Luo Empire would lose all face.
The others were all equally shocked—petrified like statues.
"What the hell are you doing?"Liu Erlong felt completely nauseated seeing Dai Mubai behave so shamelessly.
He even licked Zhang Fan's shoes clean.
Then—
"Ugh..."Dai Mubai finally realized what he was doing and completely blanked out.
When did he go mad?
He'd actually licked Zhang Fan's shoes. The sheer embarrassment nearly killed him.
"Blegh..."Dai Mubai dry-heaved, clearly in anguish.
He couldn't believe he'd lost it like that.
After all, his identity was now exposed.
He was the Crown Prince of the Star Luo Empire, and this humiliation made him turn and run, not daring to argue further.
Zhang Fan, of course, just shrugged. "Alright, let's just move on. Time to hit the stage!"
"Right!" said Xiao Wu and the others, nodding.
"Whoosh..." They all stepped onto the competition stage.
Zhang Fan stood at the front, with Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing behind him. Then came Tang San and Tai Long, and finally Jiang Zhu and Ning Rongrong.
On the other side, the Spirit Hall Academy team was led by Xie Yue at the center, followed by Hu Liena and Yan. Two Soul Kings stood behind them, and two Soul Ancestors brought up the rear.
"This round, we have to give it our all!" said Xie Yue seriously. "According to Elder Chrysanthemum, that Zhang Fan's soul power is already level 59. The only real threat from Blue Star Academy is him; the rest are no concern—especially that Tang San, who's just a joke! Victory is ours!"
"Exactly. That Tang San is a joke, and Zhang Fan's just one person. If we hit him with all five Soul Kings, we can definitely bring him down!"Yan said with confidence, glancing toward the silent Hu Liena.
"Brother, Yan, don't get too cocky. Zhang Fan used to be the same level as me—level 50. But after getting a soul ring, he jumped nine levels. I've only reached 51. When he was level 50, he easily killed a 10,000-year soul beast. Don't underestimate him."
Hu Liena's words were a bucket of cold water on Xie Yue and Yan.
They hadn't realized just how freakish Zhang Fan was.
They already considered themselves monsters—but Zhang Fan was in a whole other league.
Their expressions turned grave, all eyes locking on Zhang Fan.
Still, the fact that Blue Star Academy had only one Soul King and the rest were Soul Ancestors relieved some of their pressure.
"Match ready. Both sides, release your martial spirits."
The Red-robed Bishop acting as referee made the announcement once both teams stood in position.
The 14 combatants stared each other down in silence.
The tension in the air was thick.
Bibi Dong's gaze never left Zhang Fan—she ignored everyone else. Her eyes shimmered.
Both teams began releasing their martial spirits and soul rings.
At the front, Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan each released two yellow, two purple, and one black ring.
The four behind them also released their martial spirits and soul rings.
At the very back, a male student stepped back, a gleaming golden staff appearing in his hand—he was the support-type soul master.
Meanwhile, the Blue Star Academy students also released their martial spirits and soul rings—everyone except Zhang Fan and Tang San had two yellow and two purple rings.
Tang San had two yellow, one purple, and one white.
Then, Zhang Fan released his soul rings, no longer hiding anything—four black rings pulsed into view, and the fifth emitted a demonic red glow.
"Buzz..." A terrifying wave of soul power pressure surged outwards.
As Zhang Fan's rings appeared—
The once noisy arena fell into absolute silence, like the world had stopped spinning.
Everyone stared in disbelief at Zhang Fan.
No one expected his fifth soul ring to be red.
Legend has it, red soul rings signify 100,000 years.
Only Titled Douluo are known to possess such soul rings.
And even among Titled Douluo, few actually have a 100,000-year soul ring.
Everyone was dumbstruck.
Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes widened, joy bubbling inside her. So Elder Chrysanthemum hadn't even drawn out Zhang Fan's true power before.
This little guy never failed to surprise.
Every time, he'd reveal something completely beyond imagination.
She never expected this.
Her lips curled into a faint smile. So back in the Star Dou Forest, when he claimed he was hunting a 10,000-year soul beast, he was really after a 100,000-year one?
But a 100,000-year soul beast was a once-in-a-lifetime encounter, and their power matched that of a Titled Douluo. Even if she brought several Titled Douluo, there was no guarantee they could kill one.
What kind of insane luck did Zhang Fan have?
Even she felt a tinge of envy.
But the more monstrous Zhang Fan was, the more pleased she became—it meant she hadn't chosen wrong.
(End of Chapter)