Chapter 87: "Winning Is Impossible"? I Don't Understand That!
"Contestant Tang Yin, there's no need for you to face an opponent you cannot possibly defeat!!"
"Heavens, facing the blows of a Titled Douluo, Contestant Tang Yin remains silent and continues fighting. He truly is…"
"Contestant Tang Yin, your willpower will surely be recognized by everyone!!"
The host continuously commented on the match with emotional intensity, his dramatic delivery leaving the audience stunned.
Did Tang San not want to speak?
Did he not want to surrender?
Anyone with eyes could see that he simply couldn't speak!
Hitting the mouth first can prevent the opponent from surrendering!
…
In the arena, hearing such words nearly made Tang San explode with anger.
The opponent simply didn't give him a chance to surrender, repeatedly slapping his mouth. The damage wasn't great, but the humiliation was overwhelming!
Before absolute strength, he had no chance to resist at all.
'So this is the absolute power of a Titled Douluo?'
'Wang Li… just wait. One day, I will take revenge!'
Tang San closed his eyes in pain, two tears sliding down his swollen face.
His face was so badly swollen that even Tang Hao might not recognize him.
Competition rules forbade intentionally crippling opponents. "Crippling" meant severed limbs, killing the opponent, or ending their path as a Soul Master.
Tang San looked miserable, but these were merely superficial injuries.
Losing teeth wouldn't affect his cultivation, nor would it stop him from fighting.
At most, these counted as minor injuries.
"As expected of Skyfrost Douluo — even with absolute suppression, he did not intentionally cripple his opponent!"
"He's just a bit disappointed that the other isn't living up to potential. He is a Rank 97 Super Douluo, after all. Not only did the opponent not surrender, but…"
The commentator was a bit numb.
Could he not see that Wang Li was doing it on purpose?
He could see it!
But what could he do?
As he himself had said, Wang Li was a Rank 97 Super Douluo!!
Even stronger than Chen Xin!
Under normal circumstances, a Rank 97 Super Douluo could defeat a Rank 96 and a Rank 95 Super Douluo with ease.
In other words, Wang Li's individual strength had already surpassed the two guardian elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
The contestants all knew the commentator was inserting personal bias, but who dared object?
"My god… he's actually a Titled Douluo."
Feng Xiaotian stared blankly, only now snapping back to reality.
No wonder Wang Li had seemed so "arrogant" when they first met.
Was that arrogance?
No — he had been modest…
"I can accept his strength, but I can't accept his age…"
Huo Wu shook her head, her expression complicated.
Even Sword Douluo Chen Xin had been shaken by this revelation — one could imagine how shocking it was for a fifteen-year-old Rank 97 Super Douluo to exist.
On the vast Douluo Continent, the appearance of a Rank 97 Super Douluo wasn't strange.
What was strange was how young he was.
"As long as Skyfrost Douluo does not die, he has at least a ninety-percent chance of breaking the legendary boundary and becoming a god."
An older Soul Master muttered.
For this person, reaching the level of the "Two Peaks" was only a matter of time.
The two peaks of the Soul Master world: Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen.
Both were Rank 99 Ultimate Douluo, and there had been no news of them for a very, very long time.
"If even someone like Wang Li cannot become a god, then who could?"
Yes, if even Wang Li could not break through to godhood, then the path of Soul Masters would truly be cut off.
Whether they knew Wang Li or not, everyone present felt extremely complicated emotions.
In the Shrek Academy resting area, Flender and the others stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
They had thought Wang Li was merely borrowing someone else's power to intimidate Shrek Academy.
They never imagined he wasn't relying on anyone, but he was truly a Titled Douluo!
"Uh… Tang San's been slapped to tears. Shouldn't we surrender for him?"
Zhao Wuji muttered quietly, looking toward Flender.
If Yu Xiaogang were here, he would have surrendered for Tang San after the second slap.
Hearing this, everyone finally came back to their senses.
"We surrender! Shrek Academy surrenders!!"
Flender shouted in alarm.
If he didn't surrender now, Tang San might be slapped to death!
Wang Li had already slapped Tang San — hopefully he wouldn't slap them too…
On the stage, Wang Li stopped after hearing Flender's shout.
"Tang Yin, I didn't expect you to have such firm willpower. Your face was nearly beaten apart, yet you didn't say a word."
Wang Li mocked him, then stepped forward and appeared in Sky Water Academy's resting area.
Tang San's body, no longer supported by "force," fell stiffly onto the arena.
His eyes streamed with tears he couldn't control.
The audience: "…"
The referee, very perceptive, immediately announced the match result.
He didn't want to be threatened by Wang Li again.
The first time was a warning. The second time… he might end up like Contestant Tang Yin.
Before Wang Li, what difference was there between a Soul King and a Soul Saint?
In Sky Water Academy's resting area, the girls surrounded Wang Li, their eyes shining.
"Captain, you're actually a Titled Douluo!!"
"Captain, you hid it too well!"
"No wonder Bing'er couldn't resist you at all…"
The girls chattered excitedly.
Even Shui Bing'er was stunned. She knew Wang Li was strong but she hadn't imagined he was this strong.
Truly terrifying!
"Uh… you didn't know?"
Xiao An crossed her arms and asked in surprise.
She thought they already knew.
"???"
Were they supposed to know?
"It's not that I didn't say anything, it's just... You guys never asked."
Wang Li shrugged helplessly.
The girls thought about it carefully.
They really had never asked Wang Li about his true strength.
The main reason was Zhu Zhuqing and Shui Bing'er.
Shui Bing'er had guaranteed that Wang Li was extremely powerful.
And Zhu Zhuqing, Wang Li's girlfriend, had already reached the Soul King realm — how weak could Wang Li, the team's core, possibly be?
In their imagination, Wang Li was probably a high-level Soul King or perhaps a Soul Emperor.
A Titled Douluo… they hadn't even dared to imagine it.
'I need to cultivate properly too… If I reach the strength of a Titled Douluo and amplify Wang Li, his power could double!'
Ning Rongrong thought to herself while looking at Wang Li, surrounded by the girls.
Once the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda reached nine rings, its amplification could reach one hundred percent.
That was equivalent to doubling strength.
Zhu Zhuqing clenched her fists.
She had to cultivate seriously, too.
Otherwise, she would become Wang Li's burden.
At that moment, Xiao An gently pat Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder, as if comforting her.
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