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I am Over Powered in Douluo Dalu [Haitus]

Undefined Haitus. Join Zeng Xin in his adventure with his op powers in Douluo Dalu world. Based on DD1 plot ……………...................... Check out my other Fan Fic as well

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Chapter 57: Tear them to pieces

Grandmaster looked at the staff and said: "You just said that we can choose our opponent at will?"

The staff member nodded and confirmed: "Yes."

Grandmaster continued: "Of the few Silver Spirit Fighter Teams, which is the most brutal and cruel?"

The receptionist was taken aback for a moment. He originally thought that Grandmaster would choose the weakest Spirit Ancestor team, but he didn't expect that Grandmaster would choose the most brutal one.

Flender wanted to say something but was stopped by Grandmaster raising his hand.

The staff member said: "The Fiend Team have participated in 46 Matches, of those Matches, they have killed a total of 63 of their opponents and crippled 98. Among the Teams, they are the most fierce, cruel and brutal."

The Grandmaster nodded slightly and said: "Then we choose the Fiend Team."

The receptionist confirmed, "I will arrange the Match for you right away."

After they'd finished registering, Flender asked Grandmaster for an explanation. Grandmaster whispered a few words in his ear, and he suddenly realized it. And then an unbearable expression appeared on his face.

Oscar whispered: "Grandmaster wants us to leapfrog challenges. The difference between our Spirit Power Rank and Spirit Ring is so large, can we even fight them?"

Dai Mubai commented, "What are we afraid of, what Spirit Ancestor? Our victory is not impossible."

Ma Hongjun spoke: "Boss Dai, you are at Rank 38. Naturally, it is possible for you to defeat a Spirit Ancestor, but I am only at Rank 28. How can I fight a Spirit Ancestor? I am not as strong as Brother Fan as well, so it is hard for me to even survive their attacks."

Xiao Wu said. "Well, Grandmaster wants us to fight and lose the Match, he probably doesn't want us to get too arrogant with our recent victories."

Ning Rongrong frowned, "If he just wants us to lose one Match, he doesn't have to force us to fight the most brutal Team though."

The Grandmaster then led everyone to the lounge before he said: "I know you are puzzled. With your current power, it will indeed be difficult to defeat a Spirit Ancestor Team, so just this once, you can use the Hidden Weapons by Xiao San."

Tang San frowned, "Teacher, in this case..."

Grandmaster interrupted Tang San: "I chose the most ferocious Team, so you don't have any psychological burden when using the weapons."

Tang San nodded, "I understand."

The Grandmaster then said, "Rest and prepare for the Match." After speaking, Grandmaster, Flender and the others left, leaving only Tang San and the others in the lounge.

Zeng Xin arrived at the Spirit Arena's betting stall. Bets for the Match happening later between the Shrek Seven Devils and Fiend Teams were open. The odds were very different, it was 1:10 for the Fiend Team to the Shrek Seven Devils Team.

Zeng Xin handed a black card to the staff: "I bet 100,000 Gold Coins on the Shrek Seven Devils."

The staff member at the stall was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong, he asked: "Who are you betting on and how much?"

Zeng Xin said lightly: "Seven Shrek Devils, 100,000 Gold Coins, is it not possible?"

The staff swallowed his saliva at the large money before him, such a large bet, the Silves Spirit Arena had not seen one in a few years. He then said: "Sorry, for such a big bet, we would need our Director to make the decision."

Zeng Xin said: "Don't make me wait too long."

The staff then left to find the Director of the Great Spirit Arena.

About a quarter of an hour later, the staff rushed back and said, "Sorry, I have kept you waiting. I asked the Director and he agreed to your bet."

Zeng Xin said: "Then hurry up."

The staff quickly went through the formalities for Zeng Xin, and then returned the card to Zeng Xin.

Over time, the last Match of the Silves Great Spirit Arena tonight is finally about to begin, and the Shrek Seven Devils will face off against the Fiend Team.

Under the leadership of the staff, the member's players from both sides boarded the Spirit Fighting Platform.

The seven members of the Fiend Team were all men in their 30s, and their Martial Spirits are all Beast Spirits of the Assault System, each of them tall, with bloodthirsty rays of light in their eyes.

"Tear them to pieces--, kill them-- " The clamour of the audience made the members of the Fiend Team even more ferocious as they slapped their chests.

"Little San, can your *Hidden Weapons* really deal with them?" Oscar looked at the opponent's brutal appearance and felt a little unsure. He could not imagine the *Hidden Weapons* defeating them, instead, he felt he'd be torn to pieces immediately by them.

"Oscar, do you have no confidence in Xiao San's *Hidden Weapons*?" Xiao Wu suddenly gave Oscar a dissatisfied look.

"It's not that I have no confidence in Xiao San's weapons, but the other party is too cruel and ferocious..." Oscar said.

"Okay, everyone prepare yourselves." Tang San interrupted Oscar.

The expressions of the crowd suddenly shook as they took out the Godly Zhuge Crossbow from their Spirit Guidance Device and aimed them at the members of the Fiend Team.

At this moment, the host announced in a loud voice: "Let the Match begin!"

The members of the Fiend team all released and possessed their Spirits in advance. As the host announced the start of the Match, the Captain screamed: "Tear them to pieces."

Then the members of the Fiend Team rushed forward together. Their Spirits were all Beast Spirits of the Assault system, and the best way for them to fight was close combat.

Tang San saw they had entered the Godly Zhuge Crossbow's firing range, in a low voice, he ordered: "Fire!"

Xiu Xiu- the bolts whistled.

The Shrek students pressed the trigger together, and more than a hundred crossbow bolts were fired at the same time, the black shadows of the bolts looked like swarms of bees.

The members of the Fiend Team were like mad dogs. They did not stop moving forward because of the opponent's attack. They protected the vital points with their arms and rushed forward.