Tang San, the Six-Ring Spirit Emperor; Hell White Tiger Defeated
The battle between Shrek and Star Luo Empire Academy was the focus of everyone's attention.
However, to everyone's shock, the Star Luo Team was utterly defeated, all because of Tang San!
The hard granite ring was covered with a web of jagged cracks.
The Berserk shockwave kicked up a cloud of dust, and the enormous Hell White Tiger, amidst its mournful cries, disintegrated into two disheveled human figures, flying back more than ten meters and crashing outside the boundary.
Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun coughed up blood, their eyes filled with disbelief and horror.
The entire hall fell silent.
Tens of thousands of spectators held their breath, even forgetting to shout.
"The victor— Shrek Academy!"
The referee's shrill voice broke the silence.
In the very center of the arena, Tang San stood proudly, hammer in one hand.
The black Clear Sky Hammer exuded a heavy, oppressive aura, and beneath its feet, six dazzling Spirit Ring slowly rose.
Purple! Purple! Purple! Black! Black! Black!
Spirit Ring ratio that defies common sense!
Level 66, Battle Soul Emperor!
"Spirit Emperor?!"
Xue Ye Xueye suddenly stood up.
The jade cup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, and he trembled slightly from shock.
Ning Fengzhi's slender fingers suddenly clenched together, his expression solemn.
This is a fourteen-year-old Spirit Emperor!
The Star Luo Emperor's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.
Even Tang San's own teammates, Ma Hongjun and Oscar, gaped open, their eyes nearly popping out.
"Tang San actually broke through to the Spirit Emperor level?!"
Ma Hongjun rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.
Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, a rare hint of pride and arrogance appearing on his stiff face.
Did you see that?
This is his disciple!
On the arena, Tang San took a deep breath, feeling the abundant Berserk power within his body.
He endured unimaginable pain for this moment.
The Clear Sky Sect's all-out cultivation, coupled with the complete set of Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, has created his unprecedented and extraordinary strength.
Feeling the awe and admiration in the eyes of tens of thousands of people in the audience, Tang San's lips curled into a proud smile.
That's the feeling!
I am a real Monster!
What Heaven Dou Royal Academy, what Lin Qingmo —before his absolute power, they were nothing but fleeting clouds.
Tang San subconsciously swept his cold gaze toward the spectator stands of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
He desperately wanted to see the girl's shocked and remorseful expression.
"Xiao Wu, did you see that? This is my true strength."
The anticipated awe and admiration did not materialize.
In the stands of the Heaven Dou tournament, Xiao Wu was holding Ning Rongrong's arm.
Holding a bright red apple in his hand, he took a crunchy bite, not even glancing at the ring out of the corner of his eye.
Around her, the girls from the Imperial Fighting Team were chatting amongst themselves.
Nobody cared about him at all.
Tang San's confident and arrogant smile froze on his face.
A chilling sense of disorientation shot straight to my head.
His face turned as black as the bottom of a pot at a visible speed, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
Heaven Dou Team slot.
"Three purple and three black? Level 66?"
Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and couldn't help but complain, "How could he suddenly become so much stronger? Did he have some kind of extraordinary encounter?"
Bai Chenxiang curled her lips. "What's the use of jumping high? Look closely at his qi and blood, they're very restless, even his Soul Power fluctuations are a bit chaotic."
Ye Lingling's beautiful eyes held a hint of scrutiny as she softly speculated, "Such a significant improvement in such a short time, could it be due to the fusion with Soul Bone?"
"No need to guess."
Zhu Zhuqing's cool voice rang out. She crossed her arms, her eyes unusually calm. "A-Qing once said that Tang San has some kind of 'special and unreasonable' variable about him."
"To judge him using the logic of spiritual practice from a normal person's perspective is fundamentally flawed."
Xiao Wu spat out the apple core, snorted with disgust, and said, "So what if he's Spirit Emperor? Once we get to the finals, we'll still beat him senseless!"
"Beating him up is definitely the answer."
Dugu Yan kicked her toes with a bit of boredom and sighed, "But seriously... what on earth did that A-Qing guy go about?"
"It's come to an end, and there's still no sign of him."
"What, you miss me this much after only a few days?"
A gentle voice, tinged with a hint of mockery, suddenly came from behind them.
The girls shuddered and turned their heads in unison.
A tall, slender figure was seen strolling leisurely over.
The boy was wearing the Captain's uniform of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, with his signature lazy smile on his lips.
His eyes were deep and gentle, and he exuded a calm and composed air.
Behind him stood Liu Erlong, dressed in a red dress.
"A-Qing!"
Ning Rongrong and Bai Chenxiang exclaimed in surprise.
Dugu Yan's eyes lit up, then she glared fiercely at Dugu Bo, who was shrugging his neck not far away. "Grandpa, why didn't you tell us earlier that A-Qing is back?"
Dugu Bo gave a wry smile and shrugged, "Yanyan, don't blame Grandpa for this!"
"He insisted on giving you a 'surprise'."
Lin Qingmo casually ruffled Ning Rongrong's hair, chuckling as he teased, "If I hadn't come back soon, you guys would probably have memorized your victory speeches by now."
Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes at him and snorted, "How dare you say that!"
"Tang San is already a level 66 Spirit Emperor, and he's as imposing as a savior."
"If you had come back even half a day later, he would have been kicking the bucket!"
Lin Qingmo followed her gaze to Tang San on the arena, a subtle cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Oh? You forcibly fused the entire set of Soul Bone to reach level 66?"
Lin Qingmo spoke casually, even with a hint of amusement. "A weak foundation and leaking Soul Power are like a tall building built with sand."
"It looks magnificent on the surface, but it will collapse completely if you touch it even slightly."
Hearing Lin Qingmo's accurate assessment, the girls, who had initially been somewhat apprehensive, exchanged smiles, and the gloom in their hearts instantly vanished.
As long as this boy is standing beside me
Even if the sky were to fall, it would seem like nothing more than a joke.
At this moment, the referee's impassioned voice, Amplifying Soul Tool, resounded throughout the entire arena:
"The continental qualifying rounds have all concluded!"
"Based on the final results and points, the teams that have advanced to the final three of this year's Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament are --"
"First Place: Spirit Hall Academy Platinum Team!"
"Second Place: Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team!"
Third place: Shrek Academy Team!
"The rest of the teams, the competition is now over. Please collect your prizes in order and leave the venue!"
The cheers from the entire audience were Thunder.
Above the high platform, in the Spirit Hall Team's seats, Xie Yue and Yan looked down at the entire arena, their eyes revealing absolute arrogance and confidence.
Tang San's Spirit Emperor cultivation level also surprised them.
But they remained confident, especially since Xie Yue and Hu Liena possessed Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Hu Liena, however, was no longer arrogant; her attention was entirely focused on the Imperial Fighting Team.
With Lin Qingmo present, she didn't think the Spirit Hall Team had any chance of winning.
But she didn't intend to give up; she wanted to at least show Lin Qingmo her full strength.
Tang San finally saw Lin Qingmo appear.
His eyes were filled with defiance, an unwavering determination to win, and long-suppressed hatred.
Lin Qingmo felt that cold gaze.
He rested his slender fingers on his forehead, casually making a greeting gesture towards Tang San, a barely perceptible sly smile playing on his lips.
That attitude was like watching a clown's one-man show on stage, about to end.
Let's go.
Lin Qingmo withdrew his gaze. "Let's wait for the main event of the finals to begin."