"This match is no small matter. Teams that lose will not be allowed to watch. Once you enter those doors, I can only stay in the rest area. Do your best!"
Outside the gates of the Pontiff's Palace, Qin Ming stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly. Behind him stood the members of the Blue Tyrant Academy Team.
After they entered the gates, Qin Ming headed alone to the rest area, while the team members went to the waiting area to await the start of the matches.
"His Holiness the Pontiff has arrived!"
Elder Heavenly Sword gripped a greatsword with both hands and drove it into the floor. The Spirit Hall guards likewise raised their spears and planted them against the floor, producing sharp metallic clatters. Then they turned toward the council hall and collectively dropped to one knee.
Pontiff Bibi Dong slowly emerged. Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo followed two meters behind her, and the three of them ascended the viewing platform together.
"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pontiff."
All the students knelt halfway, placing their right hands over their left chests and lowering their heads. The Blue Tyrant Academy Team, however, remained standing perfectly straight, showing no intention of kneeling.
"How dare you show such disrespect toward His Holiness the Pontiff!" Elder Heavenly Sword pulled his sword from the floor with his right hand and pointed it at the Blue Tyrant Academy Team.
"Stand down. Who gave you permission to randomly rebuke others? Yanhuang Hall stands behind them—how could they possibly kneel to us in salute?" Bibi Dong gave a self-mocking smile. "You may rise."
"Yanhuang Hall? Their backer is actually Yanhuang Hall? No wonder they're so confident."
"Yeah. We all obediently knelt in salute, while they stayed standing. So that's where their confidence comes from."