Soul Land: I Became the Pope from the Beginning

Chapter 76: It Seems We Need to Properly Suppress Shrek

But now, the Shrek Six Monsters could no longer afford to have fewer members. If they had fewer people, their team would be incomplete. Fortunately, Xiao Wu was just a small vase and had little impact on the team.

Therefore, Tang San could only suppress his displeasure and no longer mention this matter. He simply thought about whether he should give Zhu Zhuqing the position of Deity when he becomes a God in the future.

After a moment of thought, Tang San decided to observe for a while. Then he said to those around him, "Let's go to dinner first, so we have the energy to face the Fierce God Team in the evening."

"Okay."

...

At night, the soul-fighting arena was brightly lit and packed with spectators eager to see the fierceness of the Fierce God Team tonight.

As for the Shrek team, although their record over the past few months was good, they still lagged far behind the Fierce God Team. After all, their average soul power was more than ten levels lower, and they had no chance of winning.

Amid the cheers of the audience, the host took the microphone and shouted excitedly: "Please welcome the new star—the Shrek team from Suo Tuo City Soul Fighting Arena!"

When the Shrek Six Monsters appeared on stage, the crowd erupted into shrill cheers—an acknowledgment of the Shrek team.

"Next up is one of the strongest teams in Suo Tuo City—the Fierce God Team, renowned for their fierce attacks!"

A group of burly men with wild clothes and non-mainstream hairstyles appeared on stage. Their formidable momentum immediately drew everyone's attention.

"The Fierce God Team!"

"The Fierce God Team!"

As a veteran team, the Fierce God Team was very famous. As soon as they appeared, the shouts drowned out the voices of the Shrek team.

"Let the match begin!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, the burly man leading the Fierce God Team glared fiercely at the young children from Shrek before him, and couldn't help but say disdainfully, "A bunch of kids who haven't even grown all their hair. I advise you to surrender quickly, otherwise, our fists don't know how to hold back! It wouldn't be good if you were crippled."

This could be considered good intentions, as although Shrek and the others wore masks, from their voices and physiques, they couldn't be very old, except for Tang San, the muscular man leading them.

"Hmph, stop boasting. Watch your grandpa teach you a lesson."

Ma Hongjun, the one-eyed fire chicken, seeing how the Fierce God Team looked down on him, immediately went all out, verbally attacking the Fierce God Team.

"Hmph, ungrateful little brat. Brothers, show your soul rings!"

The captain of the Fierce God Team snorted coldly. His good intentions were taken for granted, especially that little fatty, who was simply too despicable.

Time to teach these ignorant kids a lesson.

As the seven members of the Fierce God Team revealed their soul rings, each radiated the aura of a Soul Ancestor. The sense of oppression was palpable.

But Tang San and the others had anticipated this. They slightly raised their mouths, then suddenly drew out the Godly Zhuge Crossbows from behind.

"Fire!"

Before the Fierce God Team could react, six Godly Zhuge Crossbows were fired in an instant. The Fierce God Team had no time to dodge and was pierced through.

Unlike in the original story, this time the Godly Zhuge Crossbows were equipped with iron arrowheads, not the empty arrowheads from before.

The entire Fierce God Team was in a terrible state now. Fortunately, they were level 40 Soul Ancestors, so they survived, albeit seriously injured. It was unlikely they would make further progress in the near future.

The referee on stage was also somewhat overwhelmed by the scene before him. It was the first time he had witnessed such a situation.

However, as a professional, he quickly regained his composure and announced, "Let's congratulate the Shrek Six Monsters on winning this game."

As his voice rang out, the audience on stage snapped to their senses and cheered enthusiastically for the Shrek Six Monsters.

"Shrek!"    

"Shrek!"

The Shrek team on stage felt the spotlight shining down on them, and they all lifted their heads proudly.

As for the seriously injured Fierce God Team members, no one paid any attention to them. They were just stepping stones on the road to their success.

Even if they died at Tang San's hands, it would be an honor for the Fierce God Team. After all, not everyone was qualified to die at his hands.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the audience, Dugu Qiubai couldn't help but smile at the high-spirited Shrek team.

"Really arrogant."

"But I feel sorry for the Fierce God Team. They met these shameless people—using weapons and launching a surprise attack."

Dugu Yan looked at the Shrek Team with disgust. They truly were some scumbags.

"The higher they stand now, the more painful it will be when they meet me."

"Sister, do you want me to fight?"

Dugu Qiubai spoke cautiously. After all, Tang San was quite evil.

"No, I can handle it myself."

Dugu Yan was now a Level 65 Soul Emperor and possessed a God-level Martial Soul. If Tang San used his old tricks from the original story against her, it might not work.

"However, the Shrek Team's recovery speed is astonishing. In just a few months, they've recovered from the suppression of Brother Renchuan."

A teacher was killed by Qian Renchuan, Tang San's external soul bone was taken away, Ma Hongjun's eye was gouged out, Dai Mubai lost half his little brother, and Oscar was the only one unscathed—though he lost his soul ring.

This kind of thing, no matter how you look at it, doesn't seem like it can be erased in just a few months. Yet, Shrek emerged strong and aggressive, as if they hadn't been hit at all.

"Haha, it seems they still need a profound lesson."

Dugu Qiubai said, glancing at Qian Renchuan, who was teasing Xiao Wu behind him, and asked: "Renchuan, what do you think?"

"Ahem, I think Dai Mubai is quite arrogant. Let his little brother calm down and cool off. Doesn't Ma Hongjun have an evil fire? Let Sister Yan use cold poison to help suppress it. That feeling must be very sour and refreshing."

Qian Renchuan withdrew the hand he was teasing Xiao Wu with and said seriously as if recalling Oscar's situation—though there was no good way to torture him now, so he had to set it aside for the time being.

Maybe he can ask his father. He's always good at torturing people.

"Okay, Sister Yan, let's do that for now. Father said we should torture them slowly, not kill them too quickly or he'd be unhappy."

"Why not castrate Ma Hongjun? I hate the look of this fat guy."

Dugu Yan said with some disgust.

"Hehe, that's a good idea I just thought of. Sister Yan, come closer."

Qian Renchuan grinned wickedly, and when Dugu Yan moved closer, he whispered in her ear, outlining his plans.

"Oh~"

Dugu Yan understood his idea and laughed wickedly in response: "I didn't expect you, a little guy, to have so many bad ideas."

"What plan? Why don't you tell me, your brother? Don't I have the right to know?"

Dugu Qiubai asked curiously. Seeing his sister's reaction, it seemed like a fun idea that made him feel itchy.

(End of this chapter)