The Grand Competition Begins

Hearing this, Cen Yu chuckled: "Then thank you, Master. I shall carry out the execution myself when the time comes."

The culprit? What a pity there is no culprit left; how could one not take revenge on the spot?

However... hee hee~ this does not mean those Evil Soul Master soon to be dragged here will be allowed to live~

"Alright, Master~ I'm a bit tired, so I'll leave this to you. See you at the competition tomorrow~"

As he spoke, the light in Cen Yu's eyes flickered, reverting to his gentle persona.

The moment the boy awoke, he said helplessly: "Although he was the one who spoke ill first, it is still better to perform a rite of passage for him."

With that, the Miao Shi Heavenly Maiden appeared, and countless Buddhist scripts enveloped the area.

Bibi Dong watched this scene, her eyelids twitching.

As expected of her disciple; he was clearly aiming to make sure the man's soul was scattered to the winds.

But Cen Yu seemed to sense Bibi Dong's thoughts, tilted his head, smiled, and then explained: "Master, this is the respect I give to others."

Soon, the ritual ended.

Hu Liena and the other two, along with several team members, were left dumbfounded.

Twin Martial Souls??? Isn't that the same as what Her Excellency the Pope has...

Just then, Cen Yu looked at them: "See you tomorrow, everyone."

After the others left, Bibi Dong gave a self-deprecating laugh and dismissed Hu Liena and the others.

This child's temperament is truly... and he possesses even more boldness than she did at his age, along with sufficient strength.

"Yue Guan, clean up the traces here and send a pension to that man's family. You can come up with the reason yourself."

"Also, remember to send all the cultivation resources to Xiao Yu, according to... according to that person's share."

Hearing this, Yue Guan was slightly stunned.

Although Bibi Dong did not state the name, as the Pope's number one lackey, Yue Guan naturally knew who she was talking about.

The true young mistress of Martial Soul Hall, the current Pope's daughter--Qian Renxue.

But wouldn't that share be too much? The Worship Hall might have objections, right?

Though he thought this, Yue Guan still bowed: "As you command, Your Excellency the Pope."

Regardless, whether they had objections or not was none of his business; the Pope would handle the negotiations herself.

A good night's sleep.

The next day, Cen Yu, who had risen early, washed up simply and went to the breakfast shop near his home, intending to grab a quick bite.

But while he was eating, he actually saw an unexpected person at the next table.

Although that person was eating a steamed bun in a slow and orderly manner, her eyes had been secretly fixed on him the entire time.

Why would Qian Renxue be here? Could it be that she found out about his relationship with Bibi Dong and came to check on him?

But upholding the virtue of respect, Cen Yu put on a polite smile, picked up his breakfast, and sat at the table next to her.

Before Qian Renxue could react, she heard Cen Yu speak softly: "Nice to meet you, please take care of me, Senior Sister Xue'er."

"Hm? You know me?"

If she remembered correctly, she had never met this child before, right?

Cen Yu nodded and whispered: "I do, Sister Qian Renxue, Master's daughter."

After thinking for a moment, he added: "Master often mentions to me that she has a daughter with high talent, and that she is very beautiful."

"Master's description was very clear, so of course I could recognize Senior Sister."

Master, oh Master, I'm doing this to help you, so please don't tear down my stage.

Hearing Cen Yu's words, Qian Renxue was stunned, then gave a self-deprecating laugh: "Heh... she actually spoke of me? It would be a miracle if she didn't curse me."

Cen Yu sighed: "Senior Sister, Master has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. You are mother and daughter, bound by blood; how could she truly not care about you?"

In the end, after chatting with Qian Renxue for a long time, Cen Yu, who had gotten up early, ran to the Pope Palace only to find the competition was already about to begin.

"Ha... made it, made it."

Seeing Cen Yu running over while panting, Hu Liena smiled helplessly: "Little Junior Brother, you almost missed the match."

"Was it because you exhausted too much soul power yesterday?"

Cen Yu chuckled: "I woke up late and had breakfast, but luckily I wasn't late."

"Are we facing Heaven Dou Royal Academy today? Does Senior Sister have any arrangements?"

Xie Yue glanced at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy on the opposite side and said confidently: "There is no need for you and the others to act, Little Junior Brother. Nana and I are enough."

"..."

Cen Yu's mouth twitched. This was far too arrogant; no wonder they ended up getting dismantled by Tang San later on.

He suggested, "How about letting me give it a try? You and the senior can cover for me."

Come to think of it, Little Black was having the time of its life fighting every day, yet he hadn't even thrown a punch himself.

Since this was a fantasy world after all, and he was already here, who wouldn't want to go all out in a battle where all sorts of energies were flying everywhere?

Hu Liena hesitated, "It's possible, but are you sure you're in good shape, little junior? Just yesterday you..."

She leaned into Cen Yu's ear and whispered, "Although Heaven Dou Royal Academy is just a bunch of deadwood, combined they are still stronger than that Li Kai from yesterday."

Just then, as the host descended onto the arena with a microphone, a spotlight hit Cen Yu and the others.

"Today, two of the three seeded teams, Heaven Dou Royal Academy and Martial Soul Hall Academy, are about to clash!"

"When two heroes contend, who shall rise to the top?"

"Let us welcome both teams to the stage!"

Hearing this, Cen Yu gave a brilliant smile, "It's settled then! I'll go first."

Hu Liena waved her hand helplessly, "Fine, there's no helping you. Be careful out there."

With that, the group walked toward the arena.

In an instant, a massive roar of cheers erupted from the spectator stands.

"Martial Soul Hall Academy will win!"

"Look, look! The three legendary figures from Martial Soul Hall who earned the Purple Record Medal are appearing today!"

"So cool!"

But to everyone's surprise, after reaching the arena, Hu Liena and the other two stepped back, yielding the core position to a member completely unknown to the crowd.

The Shrek team also turned grave, utterly unable to understand what Martial Soul Hall was planning.

Just then, the referee continued, "This is truly the most enthusiastic match since the finals began."

"Now, the exciting moment is upon us."

"Contestants, please prepare!"

As the words fell, Hu Liena and the others chuckled, striking confident poses.

Following that, five soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black—emerged alongside their martial souls.

"Martial Soul Hall Academy has three Soul Kings above level 50; they are the members with the highest Soul Power Level in this Elite Tournament."

"These three Soul Kings are surely names you have all heard of."

As the powerful aura surged from Hu Liena and the others, the expressions of everyone—from the opposing Heaven Dou Royal Academy team to the spectators in the stands—changed drastically.

Tang San said solemnly, "All three have the optimal soul ring configuration?"

"But why would the core position be given to a member who looks so young?"

Something is strange... What exactly is Martial Soul Hall planning?

But right at that moment, the host spoke again.

"It seems, however, that the protagonists today are not those three, but a member who has never appeared before."

"I am sure you are all curious about his identity. Why would three Soul Kings yield the core position?"

"So, let us invite this new member, who has never stepped onto the stage before, to reveal the answer for everyone!"