The next morning.
Spirit City The finals venue is already full of people.
In front of the Pope Palace, Bibi Dong is sitting at the highest point, and Qian Renyuan is on her right side.
Worship Hall No one appears openly.
But Qian Renyuan knows that the entire Spirit City has been sealed by seven auras.
Tang Hao can get in, but today he may not be able to get out!
"The finals!"
The referee stood in the center of the Soul Fighting stage and announced loudly.
"Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team Two, versus Blue Tyrant Academy!"
The entrances on both sides are opened at the same time.
Hu Liena took Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling and Meng Yiran to the Soul Fighting stage.
On the other side, Tang San is walking at the front wearing a silver mask.
Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, Tai Long, Jing Ling and Jiang Zhu followed in turn.
Yu Xiaogang and Flender are not eligible to enter the Soul Fighting station and can only watch from the distant channel.
Liu Erlong was staying in the rest area of the Blue Tyrant Academy, his face not looking good.
She has already advised Tang San not to use the method of extracting Soul Power today.
But Tang San didn't listen at all.
The championship is right in front of him, and he cannot stop because of the accusations of a few losers!
The two teams stood in the center of the Soul Fighting platform.
Tang San looked past Hu Liena and others and looked directly at Qian Renyuan high up.
"His Highness the Holy Son."
"Don't you want to see how far I can go?"
"Then you can see clearly!"
"Today's champion is mine!"
After hearing these words, there was a lot of discussion in the stands.
A First Soul Ring, Blue Silver Grass Soul Master, who has only been around for ten years, dares to directly claim that the championship belongs to him in front of the Pope and representatives of the two empires!
But Tang Yin really made it all the way to the finals.
Many people began to look forward to seeing what other trump cards he had hidden.
Qian Renyuan leaned on the seat and did not answer.
He just raised his hand and lightly tapped Hu Liena.
Hu Liena I understand immediately.
"Both sides release Martial Soul!"
One after another Martial Soul rays of light appeared one after another.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and Nine Heart Begonia light up at the same time behind Elite Guard.
On the Blue Tyrant Academy side, White Tiger, flames, sausages and Blue Silver Grass also appeared quickly.
Tang San There are still three white, yellow and yellow Soul Ring at his feet.
Clear Sky Hammer did not appear.
Dai Mubai took a step forward and stared at Zhu Zhuqing.
"Zhu Zhuqing."
"This is the last chance."
"As long as you come back to me now and wait until the competition is over, I can treat it as if the previous things never happened!"
Zhu Zhuqing looked at him without any fluctuation in his eyes.
"Do you think I am participating in the competition to prove something to you?"
Dai Mubai frowned.
"Isn't it?"
"Of course not."
Zhu Zhuqing slowly pulled out the short blade.
"I just want to cut off the last bit of trouble with my own hands."
Dai Mubai's face instantly darkened.
"Okay!"
"Then let me see how much stronger you have become since you left me!"
"The game begins!"
As soon as the referee's voice fell, Tang San's hands were suddenly raised.
A large number of Blue Silver Grass emerged from the gap in the Soul Fighting platform and quickly wrapped around Elite Guard's feet.
"Separate!"
Hu Liena ordered immediately.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing rushed out one left and one right.
Meng Yiran Serpent Cane moved forward, while Dugu Yan retreated to the other side with the poisonous mist.
The originally neat formation instantly dispersed.
Tang San's left eye lit up.
Sure enough!
Although Elite Guard cooperates well, facing the large-scale control of Blue Silver Grass, they can still only avoid each other.
"Dai Mubai, stop Zhu Zhuqing!"
"Ma Hongjun, burn away the poisonous mist!"
"Tai Long rush into the middle with me!"
Orders came out quickly one after another.
Blue Tyrant Academy actually forced Elite Guard to retreat from the front for the first time.
The shouts in the stands became louder and louder.
Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly.
"Wrong."
Xue Qinghe sat next to him and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"Elite Guard retreated too neatly."
Ning Fengzhi stares at the Soul Fighting station.
"They seemed to be scattered, but Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling never left the protection range."
"Tang Yin thought he had broken up the formation, but in fact no one was really out."
Xue Qinghe A smile flashed in his eyes.
Of course she knows why.
Qian Renyuan is not ready to end the game now!
Soul Fighting On the stage, Tang San couldn't care about this anymore.
Tai Long blocked Meng Yiran in front, and Ma Hongjun's flames kept forcing Dugu Yan back.
Dai Mubai has already rushed in front of Zhu Zhuqing.
"White Tiger Radiant Wave!"
Intense white light struck head-on.
Zhu Zhuqing's body flashed past the edge of the light, and the short blade left a bloodstain on Dai Mubai's shoulder.
Dai Mubai roared angrily and slapped the tiger claw backhand.
Bang!
They both retreated at the same time.
Dai Mubai glanced at the wound on his shoulder and his face became even more ugly.
"Do you really want to go to this point with me for Qian Renyuan?"
"This has nothing to do with Your Highness."
Zhu Zhuqing rushed out again.
"It's me who doesn't like you!"
The short blade streaked across continuously.
Dai Mubai was forced to retreat continuously.
On the other side, Xiao Wu has come around to Tang San's side.
Tang San immediately raised his hand, and several Blue Silver Grass attacked from behind.
Xiao Wu turned around in mid-air, stepped on Blue Silver Grass with his toes, and kicked Tang San directly in the face.
Tang San stepped on Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, avoiding the danger after danger.
"Xiao Wu!"
"It's still too late for you to turn back now!"
Xiao Wu almost laughed out loud when he heard this.
"Where do I stand? What does it have to do with you?"
"Qian Renyuan uses tricks to control you, you have no idea what you are doing!"
"Shut up!"
Xiao Wu kicked off several Blue Silver Grass nearby.
"You don't need to decide for me what I do!"
Tang San's left eye became increasingly angry.
That was the case five years ago!
Xiao Wu should obviously be saved by himself, but he chooses to side with Qian Renyuan.
Now that she has reached the finals, she still refuses to admit that she is more trustworthy than Qian Renyuan!
"In that case, don't blame me for being merciless!"
Tang San suddenly raised his left hand.
Entanglement Blue Silver Grass on the Soul Fighting stage withered and dissipated.
Tang San retracted his right hand and opened his left palm.
A small black hammer appeared in the palm of his hand.
As Soul Power was injected, the black hammer body quickly grew in size, and a heavy aura suddenly pressed against the entire Soul Fighting platform.
Purple! Purple! Purple!
Three Thousand-Year Soul Rings rise one after another!
The sound in the stands instantly exploded.
"Clear Sky Hammer!"
"Second Martial Soul!"
"Three Soul Ring are all thousand years old!"
Tang San holds Clear Sky Hammer, and all the previous humiliation caused by the white Soul Ring seems to be swept away at this moment.
He looked up at Qian Renyuan, and finally a smile appeared on his face.
"Did you see that?"
"This is my real Martial Soul!"
Qian Renyuan looked at the three purple Soul Ring, and the corners of his mouth also raised slightly.
"Can't you finally bear it?"
After Clear Sky Hammer appeared, the atmosphere on Soul Fighting's stage completely changed.
No one thought that Soul Elder, a Blue Silver Grass First Soul Ring that was only ten years old, actually owned Clear Sky Hammer!
And there are three Thousand-Year Soul Ring!
Tang San held Clear Sky Hammer, feeling the shocked gazes falling on him from all around, as if there was a fire burning in his chest.
This is right!
These people should have looked at him like this!
The white Soul Ring from Blue Silver Grass was just an accident.
Clear Sky Hammer is his real talent!