Spirit Master Tournament About to Begin

[1st Place: Douluo II Team, Xiao Hongchen obtained the Hongchen No. 1 Armor design blueprint, Ji Juechen obtained the divine tool Gouchen Sword, Ye Guyi obtained the full set of Angel Soul Bone.]

"Why the hell does this guy get a divine tool?"

Xiao Hongchen protested. Obviously everyone took a beating together, and even he and Ye Guyi took the heaviest beatings, so why was Ji Juechen's prize a divine tool?

"As if I can even use it."

Ji Juechen had been holding this divine tool back in the Sea of Blood. As a result, his soul power completely failed to match the divine tool, and he couldn't even lift it, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up hanging on the wall inside the Sea of Blood.

"If we're really talking about practicality, the one Ye Guyi got is the best."

Not only could the divine tool in Ji Juechen's hand not protect him, it was instead likely to attract fatal disaster.

Xiao Hongchen could easily manufacture this armor based on the blueprint, and the soul bone Ye Guyi obtained was still a complete set of Angel Soul Bones, boosting her strength by more than double. How could either of their items not be more practical than his?

"Alright, you two are both my right-hand men, there's no need to be like this. Tonight at the Crown Prince Mansion, I'm hosting a banquet, you both must come."

Xu Feng immediately stepped between the two of them. The relationship between Xiao Hongchen and Ji Juechen could be described as bad to the extreme; after all, one believed technology changes life, while the other focused entirely on his own sword dao.

One regarded the other as an inflexible, stubborn blockhead, while the other regarded the other as a flashy showman. Their compatibilities could be said to be terrible to the extreme.

After the rewards were distributed, the skyscreen teleported everyone back to their respective eras.

Douluo I Spacetime

Tang San had already found out where Shrek Academy was. Having lost five ranks of soul power for no reason, what he lacked most right now was room for growth, and furthermore, he had to find an opportunity to kill that fat man Ma Hongjun.

As for Oscar, he split his cultivation time in half to practice his culinary skills. He was already preparing to find a way to board the great ship that was the Celestial Court.

Dai Mubai, however, became the most aggrieved person among them. News came from the Star Luo Empire that his eldest brother had ascended to the position of crown prince, yet his own soul power had dropped by five ranks with no way to exact revenge, and his fiancée had even run off. He could be called the single most aggrieved person on the scene.

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi did not make a move against Xiao Wu because of Xu Feng's departure. The reason was simple: Xu Feng might not necessarily remember this little rabbit, but if he did, this rabbit had to stay alive.

Furthermore, he could let Rongrong cultivate her relationship with her, so that the two sisters could have each other to lean on later, and not be completely beaten all-around by people from ten thousand years in the future.

Douluo II Spacetime

Xu Feng had originally planned to bring Gu Yena back, but her fusion was not finished yet and she needed to stay there temporarily.

With the Soul Master Tournament about to begin, Xu Feng could only temporarily focus his attention on the Soul Master Tournament, and then this scene played out.

Ma Rulong and the six Sun Moon Team starting members behind him knelt down in unison, every single one of their faces filled with despair.

"Crown Prince, we beg you, give us one more chance! We... we really don't know what we did wrong, but please make it clear, we will definitely change, we will definitely change!"

"Your Highness, we've trained for so many years, just waiting for this Soul Master Tournament... We beg you not to let us withdraw just like this."

Xu Feng's gaze swept across the seven kneeling people one by one, raising a hand to massage his temples, before turning to look at Xiao Hongchen standing off to the side.

"Wait, Xiao Hongchen, how on earth did you relay the message?"

Xu Feng always felt that the information these seven people received was completely different from what he had transmitted. What he said shouldn't have been enough to make these six people feel like the sky was about to fall.

Xiao Hongchen shrugged with an innocent expression. "No, you're the one who said they didn't need to compete. I relayed it without any errors, it's what you said yourself—that they didn't need to participate."

Xu Feng was so angry he almost choked, violently turning around to point at Xiao Hongchen, repeating the exact original words he had said, word for word.

"I said that this time I plan to use the Soul Master Tournament as an excuse to start a war, and get the reserve team up there to mock the opposing side, so you guys don't need to go on stage this time! When you passed it on to me, you should have passed the whole thing on!"

"I said 'you guys don't need to go on stage this time', not 'you never need to compete'! You, on the other hand, went ahead and simplified it straight to 'no need to compete'. How could they not misunderstand?"

Xiao Hongchen replayed the conversation in his mind, and the expression on his face instantly turned incomparably awkward.

"Oh, then I might have missed a couple of sentences."

"Missed a couple of sentences? What you missed was the soul of the entire sentence!"

Xu Feng had never imagined that his big brother-in-law would have such an unreliable side. It seemed that next time he should just entrust eunuchs to deliver messages; at least eunuchs would imitate his tone of voice and pass it along.

Ma Rulong and the others kneeling on the ground heard Xu Feng's words, their expressions transforming from despair to confusion, and then from confusion into an indescribable, subtle awkwardness.

As the captain, Ma Rulong slowly raised his head and asked the question on behalf of everyone, "So... His Highness isn't expelling us?"

"Of course not! Get up, all of you. My meaning was that for this tournament, I intend to let the reserve team take the lead and thoroughly mock those guys on the opposing side."

"If they win, it happens to be an excuse to start a war. If they lose, they'll just happen to be thoroughly mocked by us."

Xu Feng was simply prepared to properly ridicule the other side, because anyone with a sound mind could see that throwing the reserve team up there was essentially mocking the opponents.

For their Sun Moon Empire, this Soul Master Tournament was just a game, but to the other empires, this was a matter of life and death.

The seven members of Ma Rulong looked at each other in dismay. The panic on their faces gradually turned into relief, followed by embarrassed, sheepish smiles. After all, the Sun Moon Team could be considered one of Xu Feng's direct subordinates.

If this crown prince had expelled all of them, the ones taking a hit wouldn't just be the few of them; the clans behind them would also suffer damage, which was why they had panicked so much.

"Then... then we misunderstood." Ma Rulong scratched his head. "We thought His Highness looked down on us... and was preparing to expel all of us..."

"You are my trump cards. Who throws out their trump cards right at the start? Rest up and wait for the real big show."

Xu Feng had no intention of letting the academy painstakingly cultivate this team just to make a single appearance in the Soul Master Tournament. He had a much better stage arranged for them.

Xiao Hongchen stood to the side, gave two dry coughs, walked over to the Sun Moon Team, and lowered his proud head for once.

"Th-that was my fault for causing you to have such a misunderstanding. My apologies."