Dugu Bo said, "These three soul bones are part of Spirit Hall's reserves, left behind by deceased elders."
"Since the Pope dared to put them up as the final championship prize, you can imagine how confident they are in the contestants."
"Do you still think you have a lucky chance?"
"What do you mean, lucky chance?"
Ye Fan rolled his eyes.
"I'll only use absolute strength to knock them all down."
"Since they've put them up, they don't need to take them back."
Dugu Bo stared at Ye Fan for a moment.
"Little Monster, you don't have a fever, do you?"
"Didn't you understand what I just said?"
"Those soul bones aren't something you can covet."
"Give up this tournament."
"At your age, you can still compete in the next one."
"By then, no one should be a match for the team you lead."
"Besides, your strength will bring you endless trouble."
"Do you think Spirit Hall won't notice you? If you were Spirit Hall, what would you do when faced with a genius like this?"
"There are only two possibilities: recruit him or destroy him."
"If I'm not mistaken, your information is already sitting on at least one Platinum Bishop's desk."
"Spirit Hall won't make a move against you behind the scenes."
"They can use this tournament to have you openly killed on the competition stage."
"To Spirit Hall, the rules of the tournament are nothing more than a game to be manipulated."
"If they truly can't kill you on the Soul Duel Stage, then they'll have no choice but to strike from behind. Even if they have to take risks, they won't want an opponent to possess a genius like you."
"Even a Titled Douluo may come out to deal with you."
Dugu Bo sighed.
"At your age,