Choosing Ye Hua's Weak Spots!

As soon as he finished speaking, an even stronger aura rushed towards Ye Hua!

However, Ye Hua remained completely still, not even the hem of his robe fluttered.

"Um?"

The Red Cardinal intensified his attack, but Ye Hua remained unmoved.

Just as he continued to exert force, Ye Hua suddenly opened his eyes.

A murderous aura flashed by, Red Cardinal trembled, nearly falling over!

He blushed instantly at the surprised and mocking look in her eyes!

His Soul Power surged, and he was about to summon his Martial Soul!

"Never mind." Bibi Dong shook her head.

The Red Cardinal frowned. "Your His Holiness the Pope!"

"I said forget it. Talented geniuses are all inherently arrogant."

"How dare we, the Spirit Hall, force them to kneel?"

"Your Majesty is merciful!" the Red Cardinal said with a fawning smile.

But this stirred up a storm in the hearts of others.

The Pope himself granted permission to exempt someone from kneeling? Unprecedented in history!

Tang San was also dumbfounded; blood slid down his forehead and dripped onto the blue bricks.

His fingernails dug into his palms, and his lips were bitten until they bled slightly.

Ye Hua doesn't kneel, it's alright!

I won't kneel, or I'll take the beating!

On what grounds?!

In those eyes, hatred surged like molten lava, burning fiercely!

"But it's okay, I've endured it all!"

"The finals will be over in a few days!"

"Just wait until you're hunted down, hehehe!"

Bibi Dong seemed oblivious to everyone's astonishment, merely glancing at Ye Hua before raising her hand.

Three Red Cardinal personally presented the jade box to the high platform.

With a light tap of her finger, Bibi Dong opened the jade boxes one by one, and three beams of light shot into the sky.

It possesses a gentle yet domineering presence, a soft yet sharp edge, enveloping the arena in vibrant colors.

"The prize for the champion of this competition is three ten- Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone!"

"The Wisdom Skull of Mental Condensation enhances spiritual power and Soul Power perception."

"The Flame Right Arm of Explosive Burning is a treasure for fire-attribute Soul Master."

"The Wind-Chasing Left Leg of Swift Advance, a speed boost, is exactly what Agility Attack System Soul Master need."

Three pieces of Spirit Bone hung in the air, shimmering with light.

Even from a great distance, one could feel the surging Soul Power.

Gasps rose and fell across the stage, and countless eyes burned with burning Greed, yet it was suppressed under the Pope's majesty.

"The final three-way battle begins immediately." Bibi Dong's voice was calm. "One-on-one Soul Fighting, the winners advance, the losers enter the losers' bracket."

"The losers will compete in team battles to determine the winners."

As soon as she finished speaking, she looked at Yu Tianheng.

"The top three teams will compete in pairs, and the team with the best performance will advance."

"The first match is between the Imperial Fighting Team and the Long Night Team!"

Yu Tianheng took a deep breath, cupped his hands, and said, "Your His Holiness the Pope, the Imperial Fighting Team forfeits the one-on-one Soul Fighting and voluntarily enters the loser's bracket."

Whispers rippled through the audience.

But then, Xie Yue also stepped forward.

Although he looked unwilling, he managed to finish speaking.

"The Spirit Hall Team forfeits the one-on-one Soul Fighting Battle and voluntarily enters the loser's bracket."

The whispers turned into an uproar!

Everyone stared blankly at the team leaders on the stage.

No way?

Both the Imperial Battle and the Spirit Hall backed down?

Especially for the Spirit Hall, having their thunder stolen while playing on home turf—isn't that shameful?

The clamor echoed continuously, and the chief referee had to use his Soul Power to shout in order to quell the situation.

"Silence! Silence!"

"Since both teams have voluntarily forfeited the first half and entered the losers' bracket..."

"Then let's begin the team battle phase of the final three!"

"Imperial Fighting Team versus Spirit Hall Team!"

"Unrelated personnel, leave immediately!"

At Ye Hua's signal, the Long Night Team retreated to the front of the waiting area.

Even through a barrier of Soul Power, the entire arena could be clearly seen.

Ye Hua watched the arena as the Spirit Hall Team made their entrance.

"Do we have to do it this way?" Yan asked reluctantly.

"Proceed according to plan!" Xie Yue declared without question.

Yan could only take a deep breath.

The moment he stepped onto the stage, his reluctance vanished instantly.

"Everyone in the Imperial Fighting Team," Yan said, arms crossed, "I'm putting my words out there."

"There are two people in your team I'm determined to take down!"

He pointed his finger at Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.

"Dugu Yan!"

"Ye Lingling!"

"Don't blame me for being merciless when the match starts!"

"I'll personally beat you so badly you can't get up, and then--"

He gave a thumbs-up and pointed it downwards, "Throw him off the ring!"

The entire place was silent; it was as if crows were flying overhead.

Dugu Yan frowned, her Soul Power surging.

Yan, however, seemed oblivious to her wariness, instead turning his head to stare directly at Ye Hua.

"Ye Hua, stop pretending to be dead, I can see you!"

"I've heard you're quite protective of your own players, but can you really protect them on the field?"

"Dai Mubai couldn't protect Zhu Zhuqing, but can you protect Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling?"

"Every kind of useless person has their own way of being useless, but in my opinion, men who can't even protect their own women are all the same!"

Alright, now even the crows in the sky are all dead.

The fruit plate in Xiao Wu's hand cracked open with a "crack".

It broke without any bumps or knocks.

Ye Hua never expected to be called out!

They're supposed to be elites from the Spirit Hall, they wouldn't be this arrogant, would they...?

Did this kid just eat gunpowder?

Yan gritted his teeth and looked at Yu Tianheng.

Oh well, offending one person is the same as offending two!

Having many lice doesn't mean you're afraid of being bitten!

"Yu Tianheng, don't just stand there either!"

"Anyway, you can't beat me. When you fall off the stage later, make sure you do it gracefully, don't embarrass the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

"Ha! Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? Blue Lightning Little Reptile, is your lower body even bigger than your Martial Soul?"

Yu Tianheng was utterly bewildered. "Dude, I didn't offend you, did I?"

"No," Yan said indifferently, "But I'm in a bad mood today, so I'm cursing you too. What can you do about it?"

"Just bear with it!"

"And Ye Hua, you'll have to suffer too!"

Now, the crows in the sky have been reduced to ashes.

Huo Wushuang's eyes darted around. "Has he gone mad?"

"It doesn't seem like it," Huo Wu stared at Yan, "It's probably possessed by something evil!"

Feng Xiaotian wholeheartedly agreed, "We must invite a master!"

On the stage, the chief referee also sensed the tension.

"Both teams, get ready!"

"The match begins!"

The moment the flag was swung down, the Spirit Hall Team launched an immediate attack.

But their actions took everyone by surprise.

The other six, including Xie Yue and Hu Liena, only used their first and second Soul Skill in the fight.

And Yan--

One of them rushed out!

He possessed a spirit that said, "Even if there are ten thousand men, I will go!"

If he hadn't spoken so arrogantly just now, everyone would have thought of him as a fearless hero!

Not only that, he used every trick in the book, even his fifth Soul Skill, which he should have saved the most!

"Yan, what are you doing?!" Shi Mo roared, raising his shield. "Are you really going to kill someone?!"

Boom!

Yan slammed his fist into the shield.

Shi Mo slid backward, shield and all, carving two furrows on the arena.

"That's it?" Yan grinned.

His second punch followed immediately.

The Shi Mo was positioned to fill the gap from the side, with the two shields standing side by side.

The third punch, the fourth punch, the fifth punch!

Every punch lands hard, every move is ruthless!

Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan quickly offered their assistance.

Yan neither dodged nor avoided the attack, exchanging injury for injury!

Yan's left arm was slashed open by the edge of the shield, his right arm was infected by poison, and he was also hit in the chest by a fist that was filled with lightning!

But he continued to throw punches wildly!

Immediately afterwards...

"Ah--!!!"

Shi Mo screamed!

"Has this guy really gone mad?!" Ye Hua couldn't stand it anymore.