Douluo: Return of the Killing Star, Starting by Settling Scores with Bibi Dong

The grand finals were right before them. They were all just one step away from the final championship.

Bright sunlight spilled across the earth, and under its radiance, the Pope Hall appeared even more magnificent, as if it were the dwelling of immortals.

In front of the Pope Hall, two rows of palace guards stretched from the entrance all the way to the foot of the mountain. Their bright silver armor and heavy knight swords made the entire Pope Mountain appear all the more majestic.

The eliminated teams had already departed; they were not even permitted to watch the battles of this final day. Only the true young powerhouses were qualified to step onto this plaza in front of the Pope Hall.

Early in the morning, the three teams that had made it to the final three had already appeared in front of the Pope Hall, waiting in silence. The teachers from the three academies were not allowed to stand on the plaza and could only wait on the periphery.

A total of twenty-one finalists stood quietly on the plaza, all awaiting the arrival of this final moment.

A group of people emerged from the side door of the Pope Hall. Twelve cardinals, whose status was second only to the platinum bishops, walked over slowly.

They walked until they reached the front of the Pope Hall, then stood in two lines, six on each side.

"The Arbiter has arrived!"

Just then, a voice rang out.

The massive hall doors slowly opened, and the six emblems on the two doors gradually drifted off-center.

Everyone's gaze was drawn involuntarily toward the direction where the doors were opening.

Qian Xun'an had not yet appeared, but the soul masters below began to whisper among themselves.

"Who is this Arbiter?"

"I have no idea. Shouldn't we be meeting the Pope? Why is it the Arbiter who came instead?"

"Who on earth is this guy?"

The next moment, a young man was seen walking out from the gates of Wuhun Hall, step by step.

The person who arrived was none other than Qian Xun'an.

Qian Xun'an was dressed in a gorgeous white-gold robe, the delicate fabric gently brushing against his tall and straight figure. The design of the robe was simple yet exquisite, clinging to his physique and highlighting the perfect proportions of his body.

His tall frame stood straight as a ramrod, giving off a sense of composure and majesty. His long legs were straight and powerful, and his stride exuded an air of unhurried ease.

Qian Xun'an's face was handsome and cold, with a hint of sharpness hidden between his brows.

His black pupils were deep and piercing, as if they could see through everything. His high nose bridge and firm chin outlined a perfect profile, lending him an air of nobility.

His long hair was smooth and lustrous, draped over his shoulders with a slight curl, adding a touch of elegance to his overall image.

Every gesture Qian Xun'an made revealed a calm and collected temperament. His eyes were like a vast galaxy, and the confidence and arrogance flowing from his gaze made people feel nothing but admiration.

His graceful demeanor—both his external posture and his internal aura—left everyone below stunned.

At this moment, inside Wuhun Hall.

Bibi Dong stood atop the high tower, dressed in a bright gold gown from head to toe, wearing a purple-gold crown and holding a scepter.

The bright gold gown was perfectly fitted, the dazzling dress shimmering with the light of over a hundred red, blue, and gold gemstones.

Her fair skin perfectly set off her beauty. Standing on the high tower, she looked down at Qian Xun'an on the platform below with a meaningful expression.

At this time, Chrysanthemum Douluo came to Bibi Dong's side and asked, "Your Holiness, why did you not appear yourself this time, instead giving all the limelight to Qian Xun'an?"

Bibi Dong looked straight ahead and replied, "Keep watching, and you will understand."

Chrysanthemum Douluo nodded. He and Ghost Douluo stood by Bibi Dong's side on the high tower, watching Qian Xun'an.

Qian Xun'an had walked out, and everyone's eyes were fixed on him, yet not a single person in front of Wuhun Hall knelt down.

At this moment, a master of ceremonies came before Qian Xun'an, looked at the students from the various academies below, and spoke:

"Everyone, this is the Hall Master of our Judgment Hall. This Soul Master Tournament will be fully represented by the Arbiter. To see the Arbiter is to see the Pope!

Bow!"

The master of ceremonies shouted loudly.

But below, neither the soul masters from other nations nor the soul masters of Wuhun Hall knelt.

Qian Xun'an stood before them all, the entire venue fell into a deathly silence, and the atmosphere became awkward to the extreme.

At this moment, Bibi Dong, watching from above, revealed a smile on her face.

In that instant, Chrysanthemum Douluo beside her suddenly realized, and looking at Bibi Dong, he said, "Your Holiness, I understand now. You want to use these soul masters to properly dampen Qian Xun'an's spirit.

Let him know that the most important thing for the position of Pope is the hearts of the people, and not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry is qualified for it."

Bibi Dong looked ahead and did not respond to Chrysanthemum Douluo.

A smile curled at the corner of her lips, and she sneered in her heart: "Qian Xun'an, you humiliated me before; this time, I will make you lose all face in front of the entire world!"

At this moment, Qian Xun'an stood on the high platform, looking ahead.

"Who is this Arbiter? I've never heard of a Judgment Hall in Wuhun Hall!"

"I don't know. He looks so young, he probably isn't very strong!"

"Bow? He isn't the Pope, why should we bow to him?"

"Exactly. Has Wuhun Hall become this overbearing now? Do we have to bow to every elder?"

The soul masters below whispered incessantly, each of them staring at Qian Xun'an.

As for those soul masters from Wuhun Hall, that was something Bibi Dong had planned long ago; naturally, they would not bow to Qian Xun'an.

The master of ceremonies shouted loudly once again: "Everyone, to see the Arbiter is to see the Pope. Do you... still not intend to bow?"

However, absolutely no one listened to the master of ceremonies. They stood straight, one by one, prepared to watch Qian Xun'an make a fool of himself.

Facing all of this, Qian Xun'an's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest. He merely looked down at the soul masters below with indifference and said: "By not bowing, are you disrespecting me, Qian Xun'an, or are you disrespecting our Wuhun Hall?"

At this moment, the people below all looked up at Qian Xun'an.

The next instant, a terrifying pressure suddenly permeated the entire arena. That pressure was like a ten-thousand-jin boulder, pressing directly down upon everyone's bodies.

It was a terrifying power that made them feel so insignificant they were not even worth as much as a speck of dust.

"Boom--"

In an instant, the entire arena emitted a violent trembling sound, as if the earth itself were about to split open.

"Pfft..."

Immediately, many people were shaken by this sudden pressure, causing them to spray blood from their mouths, their eyes filled with terror.

Those ordinary people were pressed down to their knees by this terrifying aura.

The entire earth seemed to tremble.

And this was merely a sliver of his aura!

Those low-level soul masters began to vomit blood directly and knelt on the ground one after another; even those high-level soul masters were forced to kneel down one by one.

They suddenly discovered that after kneeling on the ground, they felt much more at ease.

Pa-pa-pa--

Loud sounds rang out across the plaza. The next moment, countless people were seen kneeling toward Qian Xun'an.

Those guys who had been so arrogant and bossy just a moment ago were now lying on the ground like dogs.

Even those slightly stronger soul masters had pale faces, and without the slightest ability to resist, they bowed down to Qian Xun'an.

At this moment, a sense of fear emerged from the depths of their souls.

"So strong!"

Only now did they truly feel the strength of Qian Xun'an.

It simply surpassed imagination.

That level of power was so unimaginably great that they couldn't even conceive of resisting.

They even suspected that even if they were ten or a hundred times stronger, they likely still wouldn't be a match for Qian Xun'an.

Too terrifying!

Bang--

A series of loud thuds echoed.

The entire Heaven Dou Royal Soul Master Academy was seen kneeling down; even their lead teacher could not withstand the pressure and knelt directly.

Following that, the Kamikaze Academy all knelt down!

The Blazing Academy, all knelt down!

The Star Luo Royal Academy, knelt down!

In the end, only the Shrek Academy remained, with the Shrek soul masters and teachers still struggling to hold on.

"San, can you still hold on?" Dai Mubai asked, looking at Tang San from the side.

Tang San immediately nodded and said: "I will never yield!"

"Neither will we!"

The members of the Shrek Seven Devils looked at one another, wanting to confront this terrifying pressure just as they had done previously at the Heaven Dou Royal Soul Master Academy.