Yu Xiaogang suddenly flicked his sleeve and jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
He pointed at the sky and shouted loudly.
"Based on my theory of the ten core competencies of martial spirits!"
"A Soul Master's cultivation must proceed step by step!"
"Even with innate full soul power, it would take at least fifty or sixty years to cultivate to the level of a Title Douluo!"
"Become a god?"
"That's a legendary realm!"
"To become a god at level 100, each level requires a massive accumulation of soul power!"
"This Dai Mubai is only a teenager. Even if he started cultivating from the womb, he couldn't possibly have that much soul power!"
"This violates the ironclad rules of the Soul Master world!"
"This doesn't make sense!"
Yu Xiaogang became more and more excited as he spoke, spittle flying everywhere.
He cannot accept it.
Absolutely unacceptable.
If Dai Mubai really becomes a god.
Then wouldn't all the theories that Yu Xiaogang has studied his whole life become a joke?
Then wouldn't all the knowledge he was so proud of become worthless?
"It must be some kind of illusion!"
"Or it could be some kind of special soul tool effect!"
"The sky is misleading us!"
"Don't believe it, everyone!"
There are no shortcuts in this world, only hard work and perseverance...
He kept rambling on, trying to numb himself and those around him with that set of theories.
But.
This time.
The surrounding students, even Flander and Zhao Wuji.
Looking into his eyes.
They all felt a touch more pity.
That's the look you give someone an idiot.
Their celestial screen can project images of other worlds and even distribute rewards.
Would I lie to deceive a level 29 Soul Master like you?
Facts speak louder than words.
When Bai Dai Mubai truly shone with those halos that transcended human comprehension.
All theories.
Faced with absolute power.
They all seemed so pale, so ridiculous.
This deathly silence lasted for more than ten breaths.
The Dark World, Shrek Academy's headquarters.
Tang San stared intently at the two dazzling characters on the sky—"God of War".
As the owner of twin martial souls and the inheritor of Tang Sect's ultimate techniques, he always believed that he was the chosen one.
Even though he is weak now, he firmly believes that as long as he is given time, he will surely have a place at the pinnacle of this continent in the future.
Even the legendary god-level beings are not out of the question.
But now.
Reality struck him like a resounding slap across the face.
The second divine position.
what does that mean?
This means that Dai Mubai in that world had already become a god at the age of fifteen or sixteen.
And there is more than one divine position.
"This...this is impossible..."
Tang San's voice was dry, as if he had swallowed a handful of sand.
His prized Xuan Tian Gong and his prized Purple Demon Eyes seemed utterly laughable in the face of this outcome.
He was diligently cultivating his soul power, feeling smug about breaking through to level 30.
They're already gods.
This gap is no longer a chasm, but an insurmountable chasm.
Xiao Wu, standing next to him, also forgot to blink.
The adoration she once held for Tang San in her large eyes now showed a crack.
She is a 100,000-year-old soul beast who has been reborn.
She understood the difficulty of becoming a god better than anyone else.
That was a realm that even the Great Ming and the Second Ming could only look up to.
"Third Brother..."
"Was Dai Mubai from that world really human?"
Xiao Wu muttered to herself.
Tang San did not answer.
Because he couldn't answer it.
At this moment, the one who reacted the most was none other than Dai Mubai himself from the underworld.
He stood under the tree, his fingernails digging deep into the trunk, blood flowing down between his fingers, but he was completely unaware.
envy.
A maddening jealousy gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake.
"Why should I?!"
Dai Mubai roared inwardly.
They have the same background, the same martial spirit, and even look exactly the same.
Why was it that version of myself in that world able to live like the sun, radiating brilliance, and even ascend to godhood?
But he himself was like a rat in the gutter, despised by everyone, even his fiancée looked down on him.
"It must be fake..."
"That canopy must be fake!"
"How could he possibly become a god? I don't believe it! I refuse to accept this!"
Dai Mubai's eyes were bloodshot, his evil eyes filled with blood vessels, making him look ferocious and terrifying.
No matter how much he roared in his heart, the golden light in the sky was still so dazzling that it made him want to cry.
Ning Rongrong, who was not far away, watched this scene with an extremely complicated expression.
She glanced at the black-clad Dai Mubai, who looked like a stray dog, and then at the white-clad Dai Mubai on the sky, who had accepted the divine position and was as majestic as a prison.
The scales in my heart have completely tipped.
Is this the difference?
Ning Rongrong said softly.
"So, a person can really be this outstanding."
"If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could have such a son-in-law..."
She didn't continue speaking, but the light in her eyes didn't lie.
That was a young girl's instinctive worship of the strongest.
...
Tian Dou City, Crown Prince's Residence.
Qian Renxue stood by the window, the gentle mask that she usually wore to disguise herself as Xue Qinghe had long since been removed.
She revealed her stunningly beautiful face.
She gazed at the sky, her golden eyes sparkling with an unprecedented brilliance.
"Dual divine positions..."
"Mars..."
Qian Renxue took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently.
As a descendant of the Angel God, she possessed innate full soul power at level twenty and held herself in high esteem.
In the Douluo Continent, she never took anyone seriously among her peers.
Even Tang San, who possessed twin martial souls, was, in her eyes, merely a promising talent.
But at this moment.
Look at that blond man.
For the first time, her proud heart was filled with a feeling of "being convinced".
"This is the true chosen one of heaven."
"This is the man who is worthy of me, Qian Renxue."
Qian Renxue's fingers gently traced the glass window, her eyes glazed over.
"If you were in this world..."
"Perhaps, I wouldn't mind sharing the world with you."
...
The dark world, the corner where Zhu Zhuqing is.
She continued wiping the dagger, but the dagger in her hand had long since stopped moving.
She looked at the sky.
Looking at myself in that world, I lay lazily in God's embrace, enjoying that unique pampering.
Then look around you.
It was completely empty.
Only the useless fiancé in the distance was still writhing in a helpless rage.
An unprecedented sorrow welled up in my heart.
"turn out to be..."
"I can live like that too."
"I don't have to live in fear every day, and I don't have to struggle to survive in that cold family."
"As long as you choose the right person."
Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks.
That was envy of the white world itself.
It is also a form of despair over this cruel reality.
...
The images flow.
White world.
Unlike the turbulent waves of the underworld.
The strong individuals here are more bewildered by the shattering of their existing understanding.
The Spirit Hall, the Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong stood on the high platform, watching the figure receiving the divine position.
The Rakshasa divine power within her was actually trembling slightly.
That was fear.
It is the instinctive fear of the lower gods of the power of the higher gods.
"A fifteen-year-old god..."
Bibi Dong gave a wry smile.
How much did she sacrifice in her life for power and for revenge?
Even if it devoured his own teacher, even if he became this inhuman and ghostly state.
There is still one step away from becoming a god.
But what about that boy?
He so easily trampled everyone under his feet.
"Since the East was born, why was Mu Bai born?"
At this moment, a sense of dejection arose in the heart of this iron-fisted pope.
...
Offering Hall.
Qian Daoliu knelt before the angel statue, unable to rise for a long time.
"By God the Angels..."
"Am I, the Qian family, destined to be just a supporting character?"
He thought of his granddaughter, Qian Renxue, who was still lurking in Tiandou City.
Although Xue'er is also an unparalleled genius.
But in front of that boy with two divine positions.
Even if one becomes a god, one can only look up to them.
Poseidon Island.
Poseidon gazed at the surging sea.
Under the oppressive force of the heavens, the light of the sea god appeared dim and lackluster.
"Tang Chen..."
"If you were still alive and saw this scene, I wonder what you would think?"
"We've fought and struggled our whole lives."
"In the end, he was not as good as a young upstart."
Poseidon shook her head, her eyes filled with desolation.
The tides of time ultimately swept these remnants of the old era away, leaving them stranded on the beach.
...
But for ordinary girls in the white world...
That's not shocking anymore.
This is a celebration.
"Young Master Dai has become a god!"
"Oh my god! Should we start calling him God Dai from now on?"
"So cool! If I ever had the chance to be God Dai's maid, my life would be complete!"
At the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and even throughout the entire Heaven Dou City, countless young girls in the throes of first love gazed at the sky, their screams echoing everywhere.
That blond-haired figure with sinister eyes.
This is their only faith at this moment.
...
White World, Courtyard No. 1.
The golden light gradually faded away.
Dai Mubai stood in the courtyard, feeling the immense new power surging within him.
The position of the God of War.
It governs killing and warfare.
It perfectly matches his original power.
"not bad."
Dai Mubai chuckled softly, his expression indifferent.
It was as if what they received was not a divine position, but an ordinary toy.
This composure made the people outside the canopy ache with envy.
at this time.
The door was gently pushed open.
Zhu Zhuqing, who should still be sleeping, came out wearing an overcoat.
She looked at Dai Mubai, her eyes filled with tenderness.
"congratulations."
The voice was soft, yet it was filled with joy.
Dai Mubai turned around, strode over, and swept her up in his arms.
"Just congratulations?"
"No other gesture?"
Zhu Zhuqing blushed and buried her head in his chest.
"So many people are watching..."
In the courtyard, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling also gathered around, their faces filled with excitement.
"Captain! You're amazing!"
Dugu Yan jumped directly onto Dai Mubai's back and hugged his neck without any hesitation.
"Two divine positions!"
"Now let's see who dares to say anything bad about our Royal Fighting Team!"
Dai Mubai laughed heartily, enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.
Just then.
A fluffy little head peeked out from the courtyard gate.
It's Xiao Wu.
She had just joined this family yesterday. Because of Tang San, she had always been curious about Dai Mubai and had some feelings for him.
Seeing this scene, she was initially hesitant.
But Dai Mubai had such keen insight.
"Little rabbit."
"Now that you're here, don't hide."
Dai Mubai waved his hand.
A gentle force swept Xiao Wu over.
Xiao Wu exclaimed in surprise, and the next second, she was already in that broad and warm embrace.
He stood to the left and right of Zhu Zhuqing.
"I...I was just passing by..."
Xiao Wu blushed and tried to struggle, but found that her whole body was weak and she couldn't muster any strength.
and.
This embrace is so warm.
The faint masculine aura emanating from him made her heart, which had been thirty thousand years old, skip a beat.
Dai Mubai looked down at her, his wicked eyes filled with a hint of mockery.
"Just passing by?"
"Once you enter my courtyard, you belong to me."
"It's a double celebration today."
"Zhu Qing is tired, and Yan Yan and Ling Ling still need to go and cultivate."
"This celebration..."
"I'm leaving it to you, my little rabbit."
After saying that.
Ignoring Xiao Wu's blushing face, Dai Mubai picked her up and strode towards another room.
"Ah! No..."
"Dai Mubai, you bad guy!"
"Be gentle..."
The sound faded into the distance, finally disappearing with the closing of the door.
It left the audience in front of the canopy with endless imagination.
...
The dark world.
Tang San's vision went black upon seeing this scene, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
That's Xiao Wu!
That's his little dance!
Although in this world, Xiao Wu hasn't agreed to be his girlfriend yet.
But he had long ago regarded Xiao Wu as his own possession.
Now.
But she could only watch helplessly as Dai Mubai from another world carried Xiao Wu into the room in front of the whole world.
This is humiliation.
It's worse than killing him.
"brute!"
"Dai Mubai! You beast!"
Tang San gritted his teeth until they shattered, and his fingernails pierced his palms.
But.
We are powerless to do anything about it.
...
Just then.
The sky trembled.
The line of gold text changed again.
[Rewards have been distributed.]
[The comparison between the two Douluo Continents continues.]
[Next scene: Choice and Depravity.]
The scene changes.
They returned to the dark world.
The timeline moves to after Dai Mubai was exposed by Tianmu.
Originally, because he lost to Bai Dai Mubai, Hei Dai Mubai's reputation in the academy plummeted.
In addition, this time they suffered a crushing defeat with zero votes.
His mental state completely collapsed.
In the picture.
It was a lavishly decorated brothel.
Hei Dai Mubai was surrounded by women on his left and right, reeking of alcohol.
The table was laden with expensive wines and delicacies.
Sitting opposite him was Ma Hongjun.
The two clinked glasses and chatted happily.
"Boss Dai, don't think about those unhappy things."
Ma Hongjun held a chicken leg in his hand, his mouth dripping with oil.
"That canopy is complete nonsense."
"Let's live our own lives, why should we care?"
"Come on, drink!"
Dai Mubai's face was gloomy as he downed the wine in his glass in one gulp.
"That's right!"
"I am a prince! I am the Evil-Eyed White Tiger!"
"Why would I pretend to be so high and mighty in that other world?"
"Why would someone with power and influence choose to suffer and cultivate instead of enjoying it?"
"Idiot!"
Dai Mubai cursed and his hands became increasingly improper, eliciting bursts of giggles from the courtesan in his arms.
After several rounds of drinks...
The two staggered out of the brothel.
Just as I reached the entrance, I bumped into a student who was hurrying along.
He was an ordinary Soul Master, only a dozen or so levels high, wearing the Shrek Academy uniform.
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