Chapter 246: Is a Divine Test This Simple?

In an instant, the golden light surrounding Dai Mubai faded. He casually waved his hand and said, "Referee, the nuisance has been dealt with. You can start the match now."

The referee was momentarily stunned. Though he was a Soul Douluo-level expert, he had felt a subtle sense of intimidation from Dai Mubai earlier. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.

After some consideration, the referee decided to turn a blind eye to the incident.

The rules of the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament explicitly forbade private attacks on members of other teams. However, Dai Mubai had only injured his own teammate, and Tang San had initiated the attack.

No matter how you looked at it, Dai Mubai was not at fault. Ignoring it was the easiest solution—what else could he do, suspend Dai Mubai?

"Uh, yes, the match begins now!"

"Shrek Academy and Spirit Hall Academy contestants, please enter the arena!"

Star Luo Royal Academy's Rest Area

Davis's eyelid twitched as he turned to his team. "You see now, don't you? Do you think I wanted to forfeit? My third brother isn't someone we can defeat."

His teammates were still dazed, but upon hearing Davis's explanation, they nodded furiously like bobbleheads.

The Crown Prince truly had foresight. But wait—if that's the case, can Davis still become the heir to the Star Luo Empire?

The team fell into contemplation.

Unlike Heaven Dou Empire, where succession followed a traditional lineage system, Star Luo Empire adhered to the ancient rule: two tigers cannot share one mountain; the strongest prevails.

Realizing this, they began looking at Davis differently. It wasn't their fault for being opportunistic; the winds of power dictated loyalty in Star Luo Empire. If Davis couldn't defeat his younger brother, following him would be futile.

Davis noticed their shifting expressions and sighed internally. These opportunists are already thinking about how to curry favor with my third brother, aren't they?

Spirit Hall Academy's Rest Area

The referee's announcement jolted Hu Liena and her team back to reality.

"Barehandedly crushing the Clear Sky Hammer—can we really defeat Dai Mubai?"

Even Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan were riddled with doubt.

How could they possibly win?

"Sigh…" Yan took a sharp breath, finally abandoning any notion that he could stand against Dai Mubai. The gap between them was simply insurmountable.

"Let's go. A knife to the neck, whether you stretch it or not, is still a knife. We have to face this," Xie Yue said gloomily.

"I just hope we don't disappoint the teacher," Hu Liena murmured, glancing toward Bibi Dong.

To her dismay, Bibi Dong's gaze was fixed entirely on Dai Mubai.

This left Hu Liena feeling slightly disheartened.

Why was her teacher so focused on Dai Mubai? Was it because he was an unparalleled genius?

Hu Liena's thoughts spiraled, unaware of Bibi Dong's true feelings.

The Pope's inner voice was seething. If only she could crush Dai Mubai herself! Why, despite already being with Qian Renxue, was he still so shamelessly flirtatious?

No matter how outstanding he was, as long as Bibi Dong was concerned, this son-in-law would never gain her approval.

When the Spirit Hall Golden Generation saw the Shrek team lineup as they stepped into the arena, their initial surprise quickly turned into anger.

"Dai Mubai, what's the meaning of this? We know you're strong, but must you humiliate us like this?"

Yan couldn't hold back, shouting at Dai Mubai.

This was outright bullying—Shrek Academy had only sent one person into the arena!

Dai Mubai raised his hands helplessly. He wasn't trying to be insulting. What if his first divine trial required him to win the championship solo?

The task was to win the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament. If the trial didn't count teamwork, what then?

After weighing the risks, Dai Mubai decided it was safest to compete alone.

His teammates had no objections. Why make unnecessary effort when they could win lying down? Learning from Tang San's example of needless struggle wasn't on their agenda.

"I have my reasons!"

Dai Mubai spread his hands apologetically.

Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu's eyes sparkled with realization. Could this be related to a Divine Test?

It wasn't impossible. Divine Tests came in myriad forms. This one might simply require Dai Mubai to claim the championship title.

"Could it really be this simple?"

Both Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu furrowed their brows, finding it hard to believe.

To win the tournament… how trivial a task was that?

"Reasons?" Yan repeated in confusion. What kind of reason could justify such an insult?

But Dai Mubai's words left him shaken. For once, it didn't feel like arrogance—he seemed genuine.

"Xie Yue, Hu Liena, maybe we should let this go. He might really have his reasons," Yan suggested earnestly.

Xie Yue and Hu Liena glanced at him in disbelief. Was this idiot really suggesting they forgive Dai Mubai for this blatant humiliation?

While Dai Mubai's solo appearance seemed unfair, it wasn't technically against the rules. The referee declared, "The match begins!"

As the announcement rang out, Spirit Hall's Golden Generation unleashed their martial souls in unison.

Their soul rings appeared in optimal configurations:

Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple.

Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black.

Three Soul Kings and four Soul Ancestors, all with soul power levels above 45—far surpassing the captains of many elite teams.

Dai Mubai exhaled deeply. For the first time in this tournament, he unleashed his full strength.

Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Red, Black, Red, Red.

Seven soul rings rose around him, glowing with dazzling radiance.

From his back unfolded a pair of massive, snow-white wings, and a vertical golden eye opened on his forehead, exuding a divine aura.

"Such overwhelming light energy!"

"Yeah…"

"Wait… aren't any of you going to comment on his soul rings or power level?"

"…We're just trying not to think about it!"

Three red rings. Three! The sight left the audience utterly dumbfounded.

While Dai Mubai's earlier display of crushing the Clear Sky Hammer was shocking, it was abstract—people could understand red soul rings in a tangible way, and the implications were mind-blowing.

"This kid… this kid…"

Qian Daoliu's words trailed off. Even he, a Level 99 expert, found Dai Mubai's potential far beyond what he had imagined.

The stage was set, and Dai Mubai stood like a radiant deity.

(Chapter ends)