Champion

After those two words were spoken, a brief silence fell over the square.

Those spectators who had just been cheering for the Spirit Hall were momentarily stunned.

The Golden Generation...

Lost?

Three Soul King, who even unleashed Trinity Martial Soul Fusion Skill, were ultimately defeated by the Blue Tyrant Academy!

The dark vines on the arena slowly receded, and the black aura surrounding Tang San also subsided, restoring his golden eyes to normal.

Blackening removed.

"We won."

On the other side, the Hell White Tiger raised its head and let out a low roar. Its golden-white wings gradually folded, and its massive body transformed into two intertwined beams of light.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing landed back on the ground, both panting. Their eyes swept over their companions, but smiles appeared on their faces simultaneously.

On the high platform, Bibi Dong slowly rose to her feet.

The scepter tapped the ground lightly, producing a clear sound that silenced the growing murmur in the square.

She glanced at Hu Liena and the other two first.

Hu Liena noticed the teacher's gaze, subconsciously lowered her head, and clenched the hem of her clothes with her fingers.

Bibi Dong did not blame her, but simply nodded slightly, then turned her gaze to the group from the Blue Tyrant Academy.

She saw in them the effort Yu Xiaogang had poured into these past few days.

She also saw the efforts these young people had made. Bibi Dong held the scepter, her voice clearly carrying throughout the entire square.

"The Spirit Hall Academy Team concedes defeat; Blue Tyrant Academy wins this match."

The next moment, Bibi Dong's voice rang out again.

"The ultimate champion of this continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament— "

Blue Tyrant Academy!

We won!!

Oscar shouted excitedly!

Ning Rongrong put away her Martial Soul, Xiao Wu excitedly grabbed Tang San's hand, Dai Mubai laughed and opened his arms to embrace his approaching companion!

In the audience, Ma Hongjun suddenly jumped up.

"Champions! We are the champions!"

He excitedly hugged Flender tightly, nearly knocking the latter's glasses askew.

"Teacher! Did you hear that? We won!"

"I heard it! I heard it!"

Flender adjusted his glasses, but he couldn't suppress the urge to smile.

Beside him, Liu Erlong smiled and held Yu Xiaogang's hand.

Yu Xiaogang looked at his disciples gathered on the arena and smiled slightly.

"Blue Tyrant!"

Then more people stood up, and applause and cheers came from all directions!

Blue Tyrant Academy!

"Champion! Blue Tyrant Academy!"

On the high platform, Ning Fengzhi slowly stood up, looked at Ning Rongrong on the stage with a joyful expression, and raised his hand to clap his hands.

"That girl, she really did it."

Sword Douluo smiled and said, "What, were you worried about her before?"

What father doesn't worry?

Ning Fengzhi his head with a smile, but his gaze remained fixed on his daughter.

When Rongrong left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she was still a little girl who couldn't stand being wronged, but now she can stand behind her companions and steadily support the whole team.

He saw the battle just now clearly.

No matter how the allies moved or changed their attacks, the light of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda always fell when it was most needed, almost without any mishaps.

This kind of growth makes him happy.

Bone Douluo also stood up and clapped with a smile.

"We'll have to give our little princess a good reward when we get back."

Teachers from the surrounding colleges also got up one after another.

Some people were still discussing the battle that had just taken place, while others looked in the direction of the Blue Tyrant Academy, their eyes filled with undisguised envy.

Two Soul King, all with fourth-level Soul Ring of ten thousand years, and a dazzling array of Self-Created Soul Skill.

They are convinced by this kind of championship!

At the edge of the arena, the guardian Soul Master removed their protective shields.

Tang San and the others temporarily stepped off the stage under the guidance of the staff, in preparation for the awards ceremony later.

As soon as he entered the passage, Ma Hongjun rushed towards him.

"Well, you guys are really something! Fighting so fiercely, but leaving me here to watch!"

He grabbed Oscar's neck, his face full of annoyance.

"I should have washed my hands before the lottery yesterday!"

Oscar rolled his eyes back as he was being choked, and reached out to pat his arm.

"Relax, relax! The game didn't break me, but you're almost choking me!"

Xiao Wu laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight, "Fatty, weren't you pretty busy down there too? I heard you shouting just now."

"Of course!"

Ma Hongjun puffed out his chest. "You guys fight up here, I'll shout from below. We can't let those spectators from the Spirit Hall suppress our morale!"

"Alright, you deserve some credit too."

Dai Mubai patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Footsteps came from behind, and Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and Flender walked over.

Everyone looked over with smiles when they saw them.

"Teacher, we won the championship!"

Yu Xiaogang nodded with a smile.

"I saw it, they played very well."

The short compliment made the smiles on their faces even brighter.

Flender adjusted his glasses, intending to adopt a more authoritative dean's demeanor, but looking at the group of children, his words turned into laughter.

"Great job! You're all excellent!"

Zhao Wuji stood at the back, patting each person on the shoulder with his large hand.

"When we get back, I'll have a good drink with you all!"

"They just finished fighting, and you're already thinking about drinking?"

Liu Erlong glanced at him, then looked at the crowd, her tone softening. "The awards ceremony isn't over yet."

Yu Xiaogang nodded and said, "Xiao San, you'll represent the team to receive the award later."

Tang San subconsciously looked at Dai Mubai, who laughed and punched him on the shoulder.

"Why are you looking at me? The teacher has already spoken, go ahead."

"Yes, let the Xiao San go!"

Oscar chimed in, "Those are three Soul Bone!"

Shortly after, the awards ceremony officially began.

The eight members of the Blue Tyrant Academy returned to the field and stood in neat rows.

On the high platform, Bibi Dong raised her hand, and three beams of light of different colors appeared.

A pale blue skull, a crimson right arm bone, and a left leg bone with a bluish glow.

The three Soul Bone floated in mid-air, and the rich Soul Power fluctuations immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Even though they already knew what the prize was, a hushed gasp still rippled through the room when they actually saw it.

Bibi Dong's gaze swept over everyone, and she slowly spoke.

"Spirit Condensation Wisdom Skull, Bursting Flame Right Arm, Rapid Advance Wind Chasing Left Leg."

"Among them, the Spirit Condensation Wisdom Skull came from a Soul Beast that was over 60,000 years old."

Ma Hongjun stared intently at the bright red arm bone, his eyes practically glued to it.

Bibi Dong gathered the three Soul Bone and placed them on the brocade tray brought by the steward.

"Blue Tyrant Academy, send a representative to receive the championship reward."

Tang San took a deep breath and stepped onto the stairs.

He stopped in front of Bibi Dong and bowed respectfully.

"Junior Tang San greets His Holiness the Pope."

Bibi Dong looked at the young man before her with a calm expression.

You did a great job.

"However, winning the championship is not the end of the journey. I hope that you and your teammates can maintain this enterprising spirit in the future."

Tang San nodded seriously.

"I will remember this."