Chapter 92: Your Holiness the Pope, Don't Cry If You Lose!
Wang Li and the others did not come to watch the afternoon match.
What surprised Wang Li somewhat was that Shrek Academy actually lost!
Or rather, Tang San chose to surrender…
There was no real difference between second place and third place. He truly did not want to face Wang Li, so he directly conceded.
This left Hu Liena and the others completely bewildered.
The next day, at the plaza outside the Pope's Hall.
Tang San stood with his arms crossed, a trace of pity in his eyes as he looked at Hu Liena and the others.
Didn't they understand why he had surrendered?
Soon, they would understand!
If there had been even the slightest chance of victory, Tang San would never have given up.
But he couldn't see even a sliver of hope.
Giving up was the wisest choice.
Before long, the match officially began.
Wang Li walked toward the arena alone, facing the Golden Generation.
"Wang Li, I admit you're very strong, but isn't this a bit too arrogant?"
"When we cooperate, even a Soul Saint would have to temporarily avoid our edge!"
Hu Liena said, her eyes soft and alluring as she looked at Wang Li.
"Dealing with you is more than enough."
"To be honest, opponents like you don't even give me the slightest excitement for battle."
"If possible, let your teacher come down personally."
Standing with his hands behind his back, Wang Li spoke indifferently.
"???"
Those who didn't know Wang Li's true strength were stunned.
This kid was getting carried away!
Who was Hu Liena's teacher?
That was the Pope of Spirit Hall. Even if they didn't know her exact soul power level, her strength was undoubtedly formidable.
It was one thing for Wang Li to look down on Hu Liena and the others—but he actually wanted to challenge Bibi Dong?
On the Pope's throne, a trace of surprise flashed across Bibi Dong's face.
She had been thinking about how to "guide" Wang Li, yet he had taken the initiative to challenge her?
Because of the divine trial, she would eventually have to fight Wang Li anyway. Why not accept the challenge now?
"Arrogant fool! My teacher is Her Holiness the Pope, how dare you!"
Hu Liena was furious, trying to defend Bibi Dong's dignity.
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
Wang Li's expression remained unchanged as he looked toward Bibi Dong seated on the Pope's throne.
Hu Liena simply wasn't worthy of making him take action.
After all, he had promised Qian Renxue that he would properly teach Bibi Dong a lesson!
"Wang Li, you are a genius rarely seen in a hundred years on the Douluo Continent. If you can defeat Nana and the others, I can give you some guidance."
Bibi Dong did not get angry and smoothly accepted Wang Li's challenge.
This way, it could at least be justified…
The expressions of the Shrek members were extremely strange. If they didn't know Wang Li's strength, they might have thought he had gone mad.
But they did know how strong Wang Li was!
Wait, why didn't the Pope know Wang Li's strength?
"Pfft."
Wang Li couldn't help laughing.
"Your Holiness, the Pope, please don't joke."
"With such insignificant strength, you want to guide me?"
Everyone: "…"
"My heavens!!"
What had they just heard??
The Pope, insignificant strength?
They knew Wang Li was arrogant, but they never imagined he could be this arrogant!
Unexpectedly, the group of elderly men wearing white robes embroidered with various martial souls in gold thread were smiling.
This left the elders confused…
What was going on?
Seeing the Douluo Hall elders behave this way, the Spirit Hall elders didn't dare rebuke Wang Li.
Since the elders didn't move, the red-robed bishops didn't dare either.
In the end, only Bibi Dong and Wang Li were "facing off."
"Sharp-tongued…"
Before Bibi Dong could finish speaking, Wang Li stepped forward and instantly completed his martial soul possession.
His aura erupted at that very moment.
Red, red, red, red, red, red, ice-gold, flaming-gold, flaming-gold—nine soul rings rapidly rose from beneath his feet.
With the overwhelming pressure of the soul rings and the explosive power of Rank 98 soul force, barely anyone on Sacred Mountain could remain standing.
"???"
"Weren't his first six soul rings ten-thousand-year rings before?"
Tang San, Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and the others stared at Wang Li in disbelief.
Even the Sky Water group stood there, stunned.
The worship elders seemed to realize something, their smiles widening.
They had struck gold!
The future would be an era ruled by twin gods!
Seeing the elders smiling so happily, the Spirit Hall elders twitched at the corners of their eyes. Though they didn't understand why, they also forced smiles.
If they didn't smile, they'd look out of place!
Even though the target was the Pope…
Bibi Dong's pupils shrank as she stood up in disbelief and looked at Wang Li.
"God… inheritance bearer!"
That was the only explanation—otherwise, there was no way to explain Wang Li's uniquely terrifying soul rings!
She had previously wondered why the Rakshasa God had given her such a "simple" trial.
Simple?
Six hundred-thousand-year soul rings, plus three unknown soul rings that were clearly even more terrifying than the hundred-thousand-year ones.
"Wang Li, captain of the Sky Water Team. Martial Soul: Dark Demon Evil God Tiger."
"Title: Skyfrost."
"Rank 98 Power-Attack System Super Douluo."
"Please advise!"
Wang Li extended one hand and beckoned to Hu Liena and the others.
That's right—he was deliberately showing off, openly provoking them.
Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other enshrined elders were dumbfounded.
When Qian Renxue first sent information back, Wang Li had been at Rank 96.
When she returned this time, the information said Wang Li had already broken through to Rank 97.
It had only been a few days.
And now he has reached Rank 98?
Even fallen cultivators couldn't break through that quickly!
No one understood the difference between Rank 97 and Rank 98 better than Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others.
"Will he break through to Rank 99 tomorrow… and become a god?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo swallowed and muttered.
"Perhaps… it's possible…"
It was absurd beyond belief—yet they thought it might actually happen.
Which made it even more unbelievable.
All members of the Golden Generation were pressed to the ground by Wang Li's pressure, trembling uncontrollably.
Only fear remained on their faces.
Soul Kings fighting a Rank 98 Super Douluo??
Was that even real?
Seeing this, Tang San and the others sneered.
Now they understood why he had surrendered.
He had no intention of becoming Wang Li's prop for showing off again…
If they had beaten the Spirit Hall Team and surrendered even a little too late today, Shrek might have been beaten up again.
People rarely learn when taught by others.
But experience teaches instantly.
"The Spirit Hall Team concedes…"
Bibi Dong said first, her face dark.
She then walked down the steps slowly and calmly.
"Wang Li, among everyone I've ever seen, you are the most monstrous genius—without exception."
"Your future achievements are limitless."
At this point, Bibi Dong paused before continuing.
"Since you wish to challenge me, I will give you the opportunity."
She had to fight this battle, whether she wanted to or not.
In terms of martial soul and soul rings, she held no advantage.
Perhaps only her rich combat experience could win this battle.
"Your Holiness, the Pope—don't cry if you lose!"
Wang Li curled his lips into a smile and pointed at Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong: "…"
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End of Chapter