Spirit City, Finals
Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
For almost the entire month, Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue spent their time cultivating in the Worship Hall. In their spare time, Jun Xuehan would go to the Pope's Palace to prepare for the competition.
In the heart of Spirit City, the Pope's Palace specially set aside a venue for the Finals of the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Tournament.
In the arena, there was a temporary arena constructed entirely of granite, with a diameter of approximately one hundred meters. Furthermore, the massive arena had been specially reinforced to withstand any attack from anyone below the level of Soul Douluo without breaking.
Directly in front of this Competition Stage is the Pope's Palace. It's less than a kilometer from here. The Spirit Hall has announced in its posted notice that the final three Finals will compete in the Pope's Palace.
The Pope will appear in person and crown the final champion.
Early in the morning, in the rest area set up around the Competition Stage, Jun Xuehan sat quietly in the rest area of the Blazing Gloom Academy, waiting for the other participating teams to arrive.
The rest areas surrounding the Competition Stage were all independently constructed, with each academy having its own rest area. On the opposite side of the rest areas was the VIP judging panel, where representatives from the Two Great Empires watched the matches, along with members of the Spirit Hall.
Around 8 a. m., all the participating academies, under the special guidance of the Spirit Hall, arrived at the rest area where the competition venue was located.
Having just arrived and not yet settled in, the heads of each college were called away to draw lots.
The first round of the draw is undoubtedly very important. If a team can draw a relatively weak opponent, it will be quite advantageous for any team.
Zhu Zhuqing and the others entered the rest area of the Blazing Gloom Academy and stared wide-eyed at Jun Xuehan, who was sitting there leisurely drinking tea and eating snacks.
"Captain, what are you doing here?" Zong Ming asked Jun Xuehan.
"If I'm not here, where else could I be?" Jun Xuehan turned to look at Zong Ming and said nonchalantly.
"Captain, you've been gone for over a month. We were worried something had happened to you," Zong Ming said, walking straight up to Jun Xuehan. "Captain, you have to take responsibility for me."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing and the others covered their faces with their hands, pretending not to recognize him.
"Stop, what responsibility do I bear?" Jun Xuehan looked at Zong Ming was leaning closer, and couldn't help but pick up her teacup and sip it lightly.
"Regarding the matter in Heaven Dou City, didn't you tell me to send something meaningful and commemorative that could represent my feelings?" Zong Ming asked, looking at Jun Xuehan.
"Hmm, is there a problem?" Jun Xuehan nodded slightly; he seemed to have said something similar before.
"Captain, you said back then that giving us a turtle would symbolize a long and healthy life, and if we raised it well, it would be a meaningful keepsake and a testament to our experiences," Zong Ming said.
"Hmm, it seems like I was the one who said that, and then you gave me a turtle?" Jun Xuehan nodded slightly and asked softly.
"No, I originally intended to give the turtle as a gift, but it died less than two hours after I bought it, even though it symbolizes longevity. So I simply made it into soup and gave it to Ling Ling. As a result, Ling Ling is ignoring me now. I think you should take responsibility for this, Captain." Zong Ming looked at Jun Xuehan and said matter-of-factly.
Jun Xuehan put her legs up on the chair in front of her, pointed towards the door, and said, "The door is in the back. Goodbye."
The whole thing has absolutely nothing to do with him, so asking him to take responsibility is just absurd. But, to send him turtle soup, his thought process is somewhat understandable.
"Captain, if you say that, then..." Zong Ming was about to say something when Jun Xuehan's hand, and a Silver Long Spear gradually appeared in her hand, with Soul Ring gradually lighting up on her body.
"Boss, you go ahead with your work, I'm going to the entrance to enjoy the view," Zong Ming said, heading straight for the entrance without any hesitation.
The light disappeared, Jun Xuehan withdrew her Martial Soul, quietly drinking tea and eating pastries.
Zhu Zhuqing walked behind Jun Xuehan, looked at the Competition Stage in front of her, and said softly, "Captain, after you left, our Blazing Gloom Academy lost two matches."
"We lost one game to the Godwind Academy and another to the Shrek Academy. We won the rest, except for the games against the Blazing Fire Academy and Skywater Academy, where we won by a narrow margin."
Upon hearing this, Jun Xuehan nodded slightly and said, "Overall, the results were quite good. Losing to the Shrek Academy was to be expected. But Godwind Academy's overall strength is not as good as yours. How did you lose?"
He wasn't surprised to lose to the Shrek Academy, after all, Tang San now had the Sea God's help. But he really hadn't expected to lose to the Godwind Academy; Zhu Zhuqing Jun Xuehan the others were just as strong, if not weaker, than Godwind Academy.
"Godwind Academy, I lost because of poor teamwork. Our coordination fell apart, and Feng Xiaotian also had his Self-Created Soul Skill. Shrek Academy's situation is a bit special. To be precise, Tang San's situation is a bit special. When our Soul Skill are about to attack Tang San, they are blocked by a layer of azure light, so they can't hurt Tang San at all." Zhu Zhuqing's voice was filled with helplessness and deep confusion.
"Azure light..." A glint flashed in Jun Xuehan's eyes. If he was not mistaken, the light on Tang San's body was created by the Sea God.
"That's right, it's a deep blue light. That deep blue light is very strange. It's not visible under normal circumstances, but it will appear when it encounters Soul Power attack." Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly and said in a firm tone.
Outside the competition venue, a woman dressed in a bright red robe was slowly walking into the venue. The woman had a beautiful face, and her long, sea-blue hair was draped behind her, almost reaching the ground.
Judging from her appearance, the woman was probably around thirty years old, exuding a noble, elegant, and warm aura. But what was most surprising were her eyes; her clear blue eyes were deeper than the ocean, and the kind, weathered look within them seemed to have witnessed the passage of time.
The woman walked to a corner of the stands and stopped, glancing around as if searching for something, but quickly looked away and quietly watched the Competition Stage.
She concealed her presence; although you could clearly see her standing in the corner, you couldn't detect her presence if you scanned her with your Mental Power, just like an ordinary spectator quietly waiting for the competition to begin.