Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was the opening day of the All-Continent Soul Master Tournament.
As one of the organizers, the Eight Great Families behind the Douhun Arena, who funded the battle grounds, had managed to prepare the arena within a month.
Moreover, Tian Dou City was seeing a continuous influx of people trying to see if they could buy tickets that had already been speculated to astronomical prices.
In this world, where entertainment resources were scarce, Douhun battles were an amusement cherished by everyone—from nobles to common soul masters.
At this moment, the entrance of Tian Dou City Grand Douhun Arena was already crowded with people, forming long lines, even leading to severe trampling incidents.
Royal guards in golden armor continuously directed ordinary soldiers to maintain order and patrol the area.
After all, the Tian Dou Royal family wasn't very competent; if an assassin managed to kill the emperor, that would be disastrous.
"Please queue in an orderly manner and avoid pushing," they announced.
Seeing the endless crowd, the gatekeepers felt overwhelmed—they simply couldn't control it.
Finally, a Soul King stepped forward and subdued the restless crowd, barely maintaining order.
On another noble entrance, things were relatively better. A red carpet was laid on the ground, and some nobles got down from their carriages, entering the Douhun Arena in an orderly fashion.
Raising their proud heads, they casually glanced at the overcrowded passage nearby, sneered with silent disdain, swiveled their hips, and walked in.
Every Soul Master Tournament was significant; for these nobles and families, it was also an opportunity to recruit outstanding disciples.
No matter how high a noble's status, they still needed protection. Those able to compete were talented youths, and recruiting them would also benefit the family's security.
Having excellent talent also indicated strong Martial Souls. If someone in their family was chosen, they would gladly marry off their daughters.
This not only allowed the Martial Soul to be inherited within their family but also strengthened bonds between families.
Even if they didn't have time personally, they would send trusted family members to recruit suitable disciples.
As the participating teams entered, thousands of soldiers immediately moved to maintain order, preventing any bold intruders from disrupting the teams.
Some illegal vendors even sneaked into the line, casually grabbing participants' hair or other items to sell.
To ensure participants' emotions and performance were unaffected, thousands of soldiers were deployed to separate them from the crowd.
As team after team of glossy, well-dressed participants appeared, deafening cheers erupted around the arena.
The Tian Dou Royal Team, led by Du Gu Yan, appeared, each wearing white uniforms with golden silk patterns, exuding nobility and attracting attention.
The moment the Tian Dou Royal Team appeared, the audience cheered, as they represented the young generation of Tian Dou Empire.
Most members of the Tian Dou Royal Team were women, each exceptionally beautiful, further drawing gazes.
However, Du Gu Yan and the others didn't linger. They casually glanced around and then walked away with a cold demeanor.
This aloof aura only intensified the cheers; some girls, seeing Du Gu Yan's heroic and elegant posture, felt instantly captivated.
"Dad, I want to marry the captain of the Tian Dou Royal Team!"
Some noble girls openly declared they wanted to be with Du Gu Yan, only to have their elders cover their mouths. Others could still whisper—but everyone knew who was behind Du Gu Yan in Tian Dou City.
She was the fearsome Poison Douluo.
As the Tian Dou Royal Team departed, the arena's atmosphere grew more intense.
Until a team wearing sh*t-green uniforms, seemingly six boys and one girl but actually seven boys, slowly appeared.
The arena fell silent. Even the hype crew forgot their duties, all eyes on this team that captured everyone's attention.
As the team drew closer, people noticed an empty space on the back of their sh*t-green uniforms.
It read: "Shrek Academy warmly recruiting."
"Wait, which advanced academy is this? Why do they look like hooligans?"
After the first question, the arena erupted into laughter. Someone pointed at the most eye-catching member, Ma Hongjun.
"Look at that one-eyed fatty. If he weren't wearing clothes, I'd think some pig wandered in, and it's blind in one eye—hilarious!"
"Hey, look at you. That fatty looks way fatter than my pig at home."
But someone analyzed:"Heh, you gotta admit, that one-eyed fatty in the sh*t-green uniform… with those clothes, it feels like one person could fit three ads on him."
"Ha! I think you could fit five ads on him."
"Bro, don't shout so loud. That one-eyed fatty is looking over here—you sure you want trouble?"
Looking up, the person saw one-eyed turkey Ma Hongjun staring at him with killing intent, causing him to shiver.
Seeing this, he quickly said, "Hahaha, just remembered my bedding got confiscated at home. You go ahead, I'll head back first, haha."
With that, he squeezed through the crowd and disappeared.
At this moment, no one in Shrek Academy cared about Ma Hongjun's feelings. Heads were bowed, no one dared to look up—what a disgrace!
Even Tang Shenwang, who had lived tens of thousands of years, couldn't bear such an insult again—it shattered his dignity.
The others were similar, heads down, afraid of being noticed, secretly grateful that Ma Hongjun drew attention for them.
Almost everyone's gaze was fixed on Ma Hongjun—the one-eyed fatty who looked even more like a pig than a pig.
"Damn Flander. Told him not to have these uniforms, but he still couldn't resist the money. Just asking for death."
Tang San's face was grim as his legs quickened, wanting to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible.
Once they entered the Douhun Arena, Tang San and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Damn it! If I encounter those people, Fatty will definitely show them how fierce my Evil Fire Phoenix is."
Today, Ma Hongjun's patience had broken. Thousands of people had insulted him as a fat pig—do you know how much it hurts to tell a pig the truth?He wasn't that bad—just a bit lustful, short-tempered, liked trouble sometimes.
But today, others unfairly insulted him, and he instantly lost his temper.
"Fatty, calm down."
Seeing Fatty's agitated state, Tang San advised, his voice firm and confident:
"Let those people see the real strength of Shrek Academy. With fists, we'll shut those trash mouths!"
Ma Hongjun's eyes flickered with anxiety—because a few days ago, the evil fire in his body had suddenly flared up.
And his cultivation level had unexpectedly dropped from 48 to 47.
He suspected it was due to the resurgence of the evil fire, and to avoid detection, he had chosen to hide it.
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