Grand Finals

"I-I..."

Yan was crushed by Bibi Dong's pressure until he could barely breathe. Right now, he felt as though he were facing death itself!

"M-Master, please spare Yan. It was our mistake."

At the side, Hu Liena spoke weakly from the bed. She had already awakened when Bibi Dong released her pressure.

"Nana, are you all right? Is anything hurting?" The moment she saw Hu Liena awake, Bibi Dong immediately withdrew her pressure and looked at her with concern.

The speed of her change in attitude left everyone present thoroughly embarrassed.

"I'm fine... In that battle, Feng Xiaotian's performance was practically monstrous. We had no way to deal with him at all..."

At the mention of Feng Xiaotian, Hu Liena's foxlike eyes brimmed with fury, though a trace of helplessness was hidden deep within them. After all, he had fought with strategy. Even in defeat, he had made it worthwhile.

But what about them?

They had won, but only barely.

They could clearly have preserved their strength as much as possible and gone all out on the day of the Grand Finals, yet they had ended up in this state. It was simply the greatest humiliation!

"Master, we've let you down!"

Hu Liena threw herself into Bibi Dong's arms. The latter gently patted her back, her tone softening. "It's all right, it's all right. Rest well. Even if you lose the Grand Finals, I still have something for you."

Bibi Dong truly had selfish intentions. She wanted the Golden Generation to absorb the three Soul Bones that were to be awarded to the champions ahead of time.

The Spirit Concentration Wisdom Skull, the Explosive Burning Flame Right Arm Bone, and the Swift Wind-Chasing Left Leg Bone.

At first hearing, the names of these three Soul Bones sounded quite familiar.

A