Casually Dividing the Soul Bones, the Clear Sky Sect Strikes, Target: Xiao Wu!

The tray was raised high.

The three Soul Bone sealed in the exquisite crystal box emitted a Youyou light.

Above the stands, tens of thousands of Soul Master watching were breathing heavily.

Gurgle.

Someone swallowed hard, the sound unusually clear in the quiet Central Plaza.

"The Berserk Strength Right Arm Bone!"

"The Swift Shadow Right Leg Bone!"

"And that piece of skull!"

"My God, the Spirit Hall has really gone all out this time!"

"The Imperial Fighting Team got a bargain! If I had one of these, I'd be willing to acknowledge anyone as my father on the spot!"

The atmosphere in the Shrek Team's rest area was terrifyingly oppressive.

Yu Xiaogang's eyes gleamed with Youyou green light as he stared intently at the three Soul Bone.

What a waste!

"What a waste!"

"These three Soul Bone should have originally belonged to Shrek! They should have belonged to Xiao San!"

Tang San stood with his hands behind his back, his face so gloomy it seemed like it could drip water.

His eyes flashed with a frenzied purple light, and his jaw clenched.

The Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, "Possessing a treasure is a crime."

"Lin Qingmo, you're taking what doesn't belong to you; sooner or later, you'll bring about your own destruction!"

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury.

At this very moment, in the Imperial Fighting Team's rest area.

Lin Qingmo returned carrying the tray, a relaxed smile on her face.

It was as if he were holding not a priceless treasure of the continent, but a few sweet potatoes sold on the street.

"Come on, everyone, gather around, it's time to divide the pork."

"Our Royal Fighting game doesn't tolerate that kind of 'theoretically belonging to everyone, but actually going into one's own pocket' scenario."

"Everyone has a share; let's all share our thoughts."

"First, let me say one thing I don't want."

As soon as Lin Qingmo said this,

Yu Xiaogang, who was not far away, suddenly turned pale and almost fainted on the spot.

Many of the sect elders watching couldn't help but twitch their lips.

The Captain of the Imperial Fighting Team is really generous.

Dugu Yan crossed her arms over her chest first, her long legs slightly crossed.

"Don't look at me, I'm giving up too."

"My Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor is purely a highly venomous snake."

"None of these three Soul Bone contain toxins. Forcibly absorbing them would only disrupt my original toxins, which would be a greater loss than gain."

"Forced relationships are never sweet, and I'm not going to do something so stupid."

"I give up too." Ye Lingling gently shook her head, her voice as clear and cold as a spring.

"I am a pure healing-type Nine-Heart Begonia."

"The Berserk power and extreme speed do nothing to improve my healing abilities."

Besides, she already has a skull.

Ning Rongrong giggled and clung to Lin Qingmo's arm like a little clingy brat, rubbing her face against his shoulder.

"This Spirit-Congealing Wisdom Skull, is quite suitable for our Support-type."

"However, I'm not going to be a greedy little pig; I'll leave it for the other sisters."

They declined cleanly and decisively, without even a trace of greed in their eyes.

The tens of thousands of Soul Master present were completely dumbfounded.

That's Soul Bone!

A treasure capable of turning brothers into enemies and masters and disciples into betrayals!

The Imperial Fighting Team is being pushed around like cabbage leaves?

A hint of appreciation flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.

"No greed, no robbery, each taking what they need."

"This is what a top-tier team should be like."

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, standing to the side, smiled in a high-pitched voice, "His Holiness the Pope is absolutely right."

"Compared to some clowns who spout theories but only want to monopolize the benefits, these young guys from the Imperial Fighting Team are so lovable."

Lin Qingmo patted Ning Rongrong's head and smiled as he looked at the remaining three women.

"Alright, then I'll play the strategist and decide for you."

He reached out and picked up the first Soul Bone, which radiated Berserk, blood-red light.

"Xiao Wu."

"This 70,000-year-old Berserk Strength Right Arm Bone is yours."

Xiao Wu was stunned, her fair little finger pointing to herself.

"I?"

Without saying a word, Lin Qingmo shoved the crystal box into Xiao Wu's arms.

"Take it if I tell you to."

Xiao Wu hugged the crystal box tightly. "Yes, I'll do whatever you say, brother!"

Lin Qingmo turned and picked up the second Soul Bone that emitted a dark purple glow.

"Zhu Zhuqing, this 60,000-year-old Swift Shadow Right Leg Bone is yours."

A glint of surprise flashed in Zhu Zhuqing's cold, icy eyes.

Lin Qingmo continued, "Your Black Shadow Claws's External Soul Bone is biased towards extreme tearing and assassination."

"With this Swift Shadow Right Leg Bone, your movement speed and stealth tracking ability will be maximized."

"Among those of the same rank, no one will be able to catch a glimpse of your afterimage."

"An assassin must have the discipline of an assassin; speed is your life."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't say much, but stepped forward to accept it, nodded slightly to Lin Qingmo, and her cool voice was tinged with a hint of gentleness.

Thank you.

Finally, Lin Qingmo presented the most dazzling Spirit-Congealing Wisdom Skull, to Bai Chenxiang.

Bai Chenxiang's delicate body trembled slightly, and she took a half step back in a fluster.

"Captain, I... I'm a speed-type Agility-attack-type. Isn't it a waste to give me a spirit-type skull?"

Lin Qingmo chuckled softly and gently flicked her forehead.

What are you thinking about?

"Your Sharp-Tailed Swift is indeed extremely fast, but its attack power is insufficient, and its physique is also relatively weak."

"When moving at high speed, if your reflexes and vision can't keep up, you're extremely likely to fall into the enemy's trap."

"This spiritual skull can greatly enhance your mental strength."

"With your extreme speed, even if you can't win a fight, you can sense danger in advance and escape. That's called being invincible."

"Do you understand?"

Bai Chenxiang covered her forehead, her eyes welling up with tears, her heart filled with unparalleled warmth.

She was already somewhat insecure when she joined the Imperial Fighting Team.

But Lin Qingmo never looked down on her; on the contrary, he gave her the most precious spiritual bone!

"Captain... thank you!"

In just a few words, the three top-tier Soul Bone, enough to unleash a bloodbath across the entire continent, were distributed.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang, standing in front of the Shrek Team, could no longer sit still.

He waved his arms and screamed hysterically.

"It's all in chaos!"

"This is utter nonsense!"

"Agility-attack-type absorbing a spirit skull? A pure strength arm bone for Soft Bone Rabbit Soul Master?"

"What a waste! They simply don't understand my Ten Core Competitiveness Theories!"

"This method of distribution is simply trampling on the truth of the Soul Master World!"

Lin Qingmo picked at his ear, glanced at Yu Xiaogang from afar, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Grandmaster."

"If your theory were really that effective, how come you're still a level 29 useless person after most of your life?"

"You tripped and fell, and you're blaming the road for being uneven? Stop acting crazy."

Pfft!

The female members of the Imperial Fighting Team couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The tens of thousands of Soul Master in the stands burst into laughter.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned from black to purple, and then from purple to white.

"You! You...!"

A mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and he swayed precariously.

Lin Qingmo didn't even bother to glance at him, and simply turned away.

He's just a clown.

In the center of the awards stage, the host's voice had barely faded as he prepared to loudly announce the official conclusion of this competition.

The unexpected happened at this most relaxed moment!

"Boom!"

The once clear and bright sky lost its luster in a very short time.

Layers of thick, inky clouds enveloped the entire Spirit City.

An indescribable spatial fluctuation violently tore open directly above the central Central Plaza.

Click!

The void shattered like a mirror!

Eight gigantic, jet-black beams of light rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky!

The terrifying pressure emanating from them was like towering mountains crashing down upon them!

"Puff!"

Tens of thousands of low-level Soul Master around the Central Plaza vomited blood and collapsed to their knees.

Eight tall figures dressed in wide black robes and wearing masks stood in the void, seemingly stepping through the air.

Eight Titled Douluo!