Evil Blade Lord!

The sound of rain quickly diminished until it stopped completely.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the dispersed clouds, falling on Bibi Dong and then illuminating the entire square.

The sky, which had been gloomy and oppressive just moments before, cleared up again in a short time!

The room fell silent for a moment.

Many people were still holding their hands up to shield themselves from the rain, staring blankly at the platform, and it took them a while to react.

"Has the rain... stopped?"

"His Holiness the Pope has dispersed the rain clouds!"

"His Soul Power is divine! His Holiness the Pope divine Soul Power!"

Exclamations of surprise rang out one after another, quickly merging into a deafening chorus of praise.

Countless Soul Master bowed towards the high platform, their expressions even more respectful than before.

On one side of the audience seats, Dugu Bo, who had just arrived in Spirit City, looked up at the sky, a look of surprise flashing in his emerald green eyes.

Having witnessed Bibi Dong's display of Divine Might, he naturally knew that this woman's strength was unfathomable.

The fact that the rain clouds were dispersed so easily still shocked him.

Her control over that power was clearly more proficient than before.

Yu Xiaogang stood on the other side, looking at Bibi Dong on the high platform, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Liu Erlong moved closer and chuckled softly, "Dong'er's move has probably left the children dumbfounded."

Yu Xiaogang turned his head to look.

Sure enough, Ma Hongjun was tilting his head back, forgetting to even wipe the rainwater off his hair.

"This... this is possible?"

He swallowed hard and looked at the sky, which had brightened again.

"Then, won't the rain stop whenever it wants?"

Dai Mubai raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

"Think about how you're going to fight later."

On the high platform, Bibi Dong slowly withdrew her hand, her expression remaining calm.

"Now that there's no weather interference, both teams can focus on the game."

Her voice carried clearly throughout the square, and the previously noisy stands gradually quieted down.

All eyes turned back to the central arena.

On one side, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan stood at the front of the group, while the other four members lined up in order, their eyes fixed on the opposite side.

On the other side, the group from the Blue Tyrant Academy had already suppressed their smiles.

Tang San flexed his fingers and turned to look at his companions.

Dai Mubai nodded to him, Zhu Zhuqing stood quietly to the side, while Xiao Wu clenched her fists, her eyes full of anticipation.

Having come this far, only one final battle remains.

Bibi Dong looked at the two teams and slowly spoke:

"Today, we will witness together the final battle of this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament."

"Blue Tyrant Academy, Spirit Hall Academy"

"I hope you can all give it your all, to live up to your years of training, and to be worthy of your comrades who have fought alongside you."

As soon as the words were spoken, the Soul Master guarding the arena simultaneously raised their hands.

Streams of golden Soul Power flowed into the ground array patterns, rising along the edge of the hexagonal arena, intertwining to form a thick protective shield!

Sunlight falls upon it, casting a soft golden glow.

Both teams started marching at the same time.

The footsteps echoed along the passageway, eventually reaching the arena.

The cheers from the stands erupted once again!

"Spirit Hall!"

"Blue Tyrant! Blue Tyrant!"

Xie Yue stood still, his gaze sweeping over Tang San and the others, his fighting spirit growing stronger in his eyes.

Tang San met his gaze with a calm expression, and his companions had already taken their positions.

On the high platform, Bibi Dong grasped the scepter, her voice resounding throughout the entire arena.

"The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, Grand Finals--"

"Let's begin!"

Boom!

As Bibi Dong finished speaking, the Soul Power of both teams erupted almost simultaneously!

Tiger roars and dragon cries rang out one after another, and the Blue Silver Grass quickly spread out along the arena floor!

Soul Mark appeared behind everyone, their bodies covered in True Body Armor, and dozens of Soul Ring shone brightly, reigniting the recently calmed arena!

Opposite him, Lie Yan surged around Yan, and crimson rock armor spread out along his shoulders and back.

Xie Yue flipped his hands, and two sharp Moon Blade fell into his palms, their edges reflecting a cold light. Hu Liena's fox tail swayed slightly behind her, and her gaze swept over the faces of the students from the Blue Tyrant Academy, a strange light flickering in her eyes.

On the high platform, Bibi Dong looked at Tang San and the others, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes.

Especially Tang San.

He's so young, yet he's already reached the Soul King Realm.

Nana and the others are also Soul King, but they are much older than him. Comparing the two, the difference in their talents is already apparent.

Moreover, there are those Self-Created Soul Skill...

These days, she has personally learned some of the Self-Created Soul Skill Yu Xiaogang, so she naturally knows how much improvement the Six Styles and the Dance of Frenzied Battle can bring.

Therefore, she didn't really have much confidence in her own team for this match.

However, she also saw Nana and the others' desire to win the championship.

Just how far can it go...?

Let yourself take a good look.

On the sidelines, Ma Hongjun sat in the spectator position, watching the players already engaged in combat, and couldn't help but clench his fists.

Why did I have to get a blank draw for the last game?!

Flender glanced at him from the side.

Didn't you say you had good luck with your hands?

"That was..."

Ma Hongjun opened his mouth, but in the end, he could only look at the arena with a sense of frustration.

Fortunately, the intense competition on the field quickly put him out of his complaints.

Dai Mubai stomped his foot and charged straight at Yan, who was at the forefront of the Spirit Hall Team!

Yan also came forward to greet them.

Their eyes met, and without exchanging a single word, their fists, clad in True Body Armor, clashed violently!

Bang!!

Golden and white Soul Power exploded with crimson Lie Yan!

Yan's feet sank slightly, but a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Not bad."

"Unfortunately, your Soul Power is far too weak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rock armor on his arm suddenly thickened, and scorching Soul Power pressed forward along his fist!

Dai Mubai grinned.

"Yeah?"

He slightly lowered his waist, and his shoulder, elbow, and fist suddenly formed a line, with an even heavier force bursting out from his fist!

The Eight Extremes Collapse!

Boom!

Yan's smile froze instantly!

Before he could even withdraw his strength, the bursts of hidden energy had already penetrated the True Body Armor and blasted into his arm!

"What?!"

He was thrown backward by the shock, sliding several feet after landing before barely managing to regain his footing!

Several cracks appeared in the rock armor on his right arm, and his hand trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Yan glanced down, and when he looked up again, his eyes were filled with anger.

"Hmph, I underestimated you. You're surprisingly strong!"

Dai Mubai shook his hand, about to go up again, but countless Blue Silver Grass had already passed over him and spread wildly towards the opposite side!

Tang San raised his right hand.

"Entanglement!"

The thick grass stalks moved swiftly along the ground, some climbing up to the Both Legs, others standing up from the side, and in the blink of an eye, they burrowed into the formation of the Spirit Hall Team!

Yan's eyes turned cold.

"Blue Silver Grass?"

"Burn it all!"

Boom!

Crimson Lie Yan spread outwards from beneath his feet, instantly engulfing the oncoming grass stems!

But he soon realized something was wrong.

Amidst the flames, the Blue Silver Grass not only did not wither, but continued to grow, and a thick vine even pierced through the Lie Yan and suddenly wrapped around his ankle!

Yan's pupils contracted, and he kicked the grass vines, snapping them in two.

"How is that possible!"

Tang San smiled slightly.

"Sorry, my Blue Silver Grass is a fire-immune plant."

Yan's face immediately darkened.

The flames were ineffective, and he would have to expend much more effort to clear away the vines.

More Blue Silver Grass has surged in from both sides!

"What are you afraid of? I'm here!"

Whoosh!

Dozens of crescent-shaped light blades suddenly shot out, crisscrossing and slashing into the grass and vines!

The grass stems snapped one after another, and a passage was cleaved open. Xie Yue, carrying the Moon Blade, landed beside Yan.

The two exchanged a glance, and their Soul Ring simultaneously lit up!

The Moon Blade flips, and flames rise!

Crimson and silver-white Soul Power rapidly merged, and the two figures were almost instantly engulfed by the light!

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"

"Evil Blade Lord!"