As soon as Lin Mo stepped off the competition stage, he heard Yu Feng and the others praising him.
"Boss, that's amazing!"
Yu Feng was the first to rush over, his eyes shining brightly. " Six-Ring Soul Emperor! Three Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! When did you break through? How come we had no idea!"
Osler's face was also full of excitement, "The championship is in the bag now! Boss, you didn't see it, those arrogant guys from the Spirit Hall turned green just now!"
The two brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo stood aside, smiling honestly. Although they did not interrupt, the admiration in their eyes could not be concealed.
Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over his teammates before finally settling on Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.
Dugu Yan winked at him, while Ye Lingling nodded slightly.
"Isn't this a good result?"
Lin Mo said calmly, "We caught them completely off guard and Lock-On our spot in tomorrow's finals with minimal losses."
"As for my cultivation level—it was just good luck; I recently broke through to a higher level."
Yu Feng chuckled twice, rubbing his hands together, and said, "Boss, your luck is just too good! Can I have some?"
But that scene was really satisfying. Shrek's faces all turned black, especially Tang San's; Boss, you crushed his hammer!"
"There were actually some people who were so arrogant that they thought he was better than you, Boss. Now that we've had a match, the difference in skill is immediately obvious."
Before he could finish speaking, Dugu Yan glared at him, Yu Feng immediately shut his mouth.
Lin Mo didn't reply, but simply turned to look in the direction of the VIP seats.
Bibi Dong has left, but that gilded chair remains empty.
Several Titled Douluo also left one after another, only Dugu Bo remained sitting in the same place, nodding slightly to him.
Lin Mo withdrew his gaze, inwardly sighing.
Judging from Bibi Dong's expression just now, if he had dared to reveal the Six-Ring Soul Emperor cultivation of the Charizard beforehand, the Spirit Hall would never have offered those three Soul Bone as the champion's reward, as they have now.
After all, it's clear to anyone with eyes that with Soul Emperor Lin Mo and Soul King Dugu Yan at the helm, the Heaven Dou Royal Academy is significantly stronger than the Spirit Hall Team on the surface.
Not to mention that Ye Lingling's cultivation had already broken through to the Soul King, but she had been hiding it and had not yet revealed it.
Under these circumstances, it can be said that the Heaven Dou Royal Academy has already Lock-On the final championship.
This is why Bibi Dong's expression was so unpleasant.
If others can't see it clearly, how could these Titled Douluo not see it clearly?
Lin Mo's Charizard appears to be at the Six Rings cultivation level, but its true combat strength is probably already comparable to that of an ordinary Soul Saint.
Moreover, compared to his cultivation level and combat power, the temperature of the flames he wielded was even more exaggerated, capable of melting the Clear Sky Hammer so easily.
They saw it clearly: the real reason the Charizard destroyed the Clear Sky Hammer was not its immense force, but the terrifyingly high temperature of the blazing white flames.
If Lin Mo's cultivation level had been revealed even a little earlier, she would have already changed the reward.
Of the three Soul Bone that were supposed to be the reward, the other two were just there as decoration; it wouldn't matter to Lin Mo if they were actually given to him.
The only thing she truly intended to give away, in the form of a championship prize, was the Spirit Condensation Wisdom Skull, which she indirectly intended to bestow upon her disciple, Hu Liena.
But now, it's no different from giving the item directly to Lin Mo.
This made Bibi Dong extremely depressed.
At this point, the Spirit Hall would never do something like temporarily changing the championship prize; they wouldn't completely lose face over a few Soul Bone.
But she didn't want to easily hand over this Soul Bone.
On the other side, at the Four Elements Academy...
After this Soul Master Tournament, the relationships between the Four Elements Academy have become much closer.
The Heavenly Water and Divine Wind teams, who voluntarily forfeited the match and sent Lin Mo to the finals, were somewhat relieved that they hadn't fought with Lin Mo.
Shui Bing'er sat quietly in her seat in the spectator area, watching the departing figures of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Shui Yue'er whispered something in her ear, but Shui Bing'er just blushed and shook her head without responding.
Huo Wu stood not far away, arms crossed, her gaze complex.
Huo Wushuang stood beside her and whispered, "I didn't expect him to be Soul Emperor already—is this guy really only fourteen years old?"
Huo Wu bit her lip and remained silent.
At the Godwind Academy, Feng Xiaotian sat alone in a corner, falling into a long silence.
The scene of Lin Mo's Charizard crushing the Clear Sky Hammer earlier that day kept replaying in his mind.
Soon, he remembered Lin Mo's words of advice: Cultivation is the foundation of Soul Master.
Feng Xiaotian slowly clenched his fist.
Perhaps I should really put aside my obsession with Self-Created Soul Skill for the time being and focus on improving my Soul Power.
The Gale Demon Wolf Forty-Two Consecutive Slashes —even with further refinement, what good will it do?
Faced with such an absolute difference in strength, even if he evolved the Gale Demon Wolf to a hundred -Fury Cutter, he would still be no match for Lin Mo.
This has nothing to do with the strength of skills, but simply a difference in raw power.
It might not be too late to turn back now.
Time flies, and it was soon afternoon.
The team competition was still held in the square in front of the Pope Hall, but there were significantly fewer people in the stands.
The individual elimination rounds in the morning were so spectacular that many people were still reminiscing about them and had little interest in the afternoon's matches.
Team members from the Shrek Academy and Spirit Hall Academy took to the stage one after the other.
On Shrek's side, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Yu Tianheng, and the others were all wrapped in bandages and their faces were pale.
Ma Hongjun was still a little unsteady on his feet, and Oscar was helping him.
Tang San did not appear; he was placed in the rest area, still unconscious, with Yu Xiaogang standing guard beside him, his face ashen.
On the Spirit Hall Academy side, Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan were all in good condition, and the other four team members were all at the Soul Ancestor level with stable auras.
The game started quickly and ended even faster.
Without Tang San, the Soul King of the Clear Sky Hammer, Shrek Academy was even weaker than Shenfeng Godwind Academy in terms of raw strength.
Coupled with the fact that everyone was in poor condition, they had almost no chance of putting up a fight against the Spirit Hall Team, who were in perfect form.
The entire team battle lasted less than five minutes.
The referee leaped onto the stage and announced loudly, "In the team competition, Spirit Hall Academy wins!"
" Shrek Academy's seven members have all been defeated, Spirit Hall Academy has secured the final ticket to the finals!"
Sparse applause rang out from the audience.
The Shrek members helped each other off the stage, their faces etched with exhaustion and resentment.
Dai Mubai glanced back at the unconscious Tang San, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
In the VIP section, Ning Fengzhi sighed softly, Sword Douluo Chen Xin remained calm and said nothing.
Dugu Bo Yawn; he had little interest in the match.
Bibi Dong sat on the Pope throne, her expression indifferent.
His gaze swept over the Shrek Devils, pausing for a moment on Tang San, a cold glint flashing deep in his eyes.
Night fell quickly, but Spirit City remained bustling with activity.
Those fortunate enough to attend the match gathered in taverns and inns, discussing the exciting events of the day.
"Did you see that? Lin Mo from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Six-Ring Soul Emperor! Three Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!"
"Nonsense, everyone saw it! It was terrifying! How old is he? Is he even fifteen?"
"I think he was fourteen—that talent was simply phenomenal."
" Tang San from Shrek is really pitiful; his Clear Sky Hammer was even crushed—"
"Serves him right, who told him to be so Swagger before! But seriously, what's the origin of Lin Mo's Charizard? That flame is terrifying."
"Who knows? Anyway, the champion will definitely be the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. The Spirit Hall has suffered a huge loss this time; three Soul Bone, all of them ten-thousand-year-old—"
Discussions rose and fell.
At this moment, the Pope Hall, the most central area of Spirit City, is brightly lit.
Inside the council hall, Bibi Dong stood alone by the window, gazing at the night outside.
She held a document in her hand, the very one that Platinum Bishop Salas of Platinum had once given her, now with new additions.
The document contained detailed information about Lin Mo from the age of six when he awakened his Martial Soul to his current cultivation level of Six-Ring Soul Emperor at the age of fourteen. However, the Bibi Dong read the document, the more irritated she became.
A short while later, footsteps came from behind.
Bibi Dong didn't turn around, but simply said, "You've come."
A figure emerged from the shadows, her long golden hair shimmering under the light, her face exquisitely beautiful, her demeanor noble.
She wore a plain white gown, which seemed out of place in the solemnity of the Pope palace.
It didn't seem like they were coming to pay homage; it was more like they were coming to offer sacrifices.
This person was none other than Qian Renxue, who had regained her original appearance.
"You've arrived, my sister—what brings you here?"
Qian Renxue deliberately drew out her words, her tone full of mockery.