Night falls quickly.
This evening, Martial Soul Holy City residents and Soul Master people from all over the world gathered to watch the grand event.
Their conversation after dinner turned into an incident where a group of young soul masters from the Wuhun Palace were defeated by a team of young soul masters from the countryside.
Walking towards the Holy City main road, there are two rows of restaurants and bars on the street. Soul Master people are talking about these kinds of topics.
After all, it is rare for a rural college to defeat the best university in the world.
What's even more remarkable is that the average age difference between their two teams is nearly ten years.
The sighs, accompanied by the aroma of frying, echoed endlessly in the streets and alleys.
Of course, after having enough wine and food, Soul Masters will also look forward to tomorrow's game.
Although: even the first team was defeated, how can we make waves from just the second team?
Moreover, there are reliable channels saying that the members of the second team were seriously injured in the battle yesterday. There are even rumors that the second team will not be able to gather seven players to play tomorrow.
But when opportunities exist, people always have hope, just like those gamblers who always want to get back their money tomorrow.
After Xu Zi enjoyed the dinner of Pope, he did not board Pope Hall immediately.
Instead, as night approaches, day birds return to the forest, and the sky clears, under the careful guidance of Ling Yuan Douluo, we get familiar with low-altitude flying again.
Soaring in the distance is not used yet. After all, the arena is so big, and low-altitude flying is enough to occupy the air superiority of the game.
When the agreed gathering time arrived, Xu Zi folded his wings and returned to his residence. Under the leadership of a Templar knight, he left the school on horseback and headed for Douluo Mountain.
When we arrived in front of the Pope Hall, it was completely dark.
Douluo Mountain is like a rickety old man with a sky full of stars on his head.
On the square outside the Pope Hall.
Under Angel Statue, many figures gathered in the darkness.
It can be seen that they are all Soul Master with advanced cultivation, because their eyes shine brightly in the dark night.
But they don't look like Spirit Hall's subordinates, because they wear gorgeous clothes and have noble but extremely restrained postures.
Even though Xu Zi is smart, he couldn't guess their true identities at once.
But just when Xu Zi stepped onto the outer square, the middle-aged man closest to the edge immediately lit up his eyes and came over to greet him, "Ambassador Xu is really a talented person. Now that he is up close, he looks even more majestic!"
"Who are you?" Xu Zi frowned slightly.
The middle-aged man brought a beautiful woman and said very politely, "My surname is Huang, and I have a son, Huang Su. Fortunately, I am appreciated by the ambassador and work under you."
The woman immediately added, "There is also a niece, Huang Ying. I heard that I have discussed with you, Ambassador Xu, and even had lunch."
Huang Su Parents?
Holy City The head and mistress of the Huang family.
Xu Zi raised his eyebrows, and it took him two seconds to react and politely replied, "Uncle and aunt, you two just call me by my name."
Only then did Xu Zi realize that these were the parents of his team members.
In other words, the people standing in this outer square now are all important figures in the Martial Soul Holy City family.
In Martial Soul Holy City, the largest city in the continent, the families that can be called aristocratic families all have Titled Douluo in their families, or Titled Douluo has appeared in the family before.
Looking at this battle, Xu Zi felt an unknown premonition in his heart.
At this moment, a slight "cough" sounded, and the Huang family couple quickly turned aside and gave in.
A middle-aged man with a fiery red lion's mane walked out of the crowd.
He patted Xu Zi on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Ambassador Xu is a hero, good, good!"
Looking at this appearance, Xu Zi immediately thought of something, "May I ask you...?"
The strong man patted his chest and said, "Yes, your uncle (bái), my surname is Shi, is the father of that brat Shi Xing."
"No matter what that woman asks tonight, as long as you don't agree, our teacher's family will support you!"
"Yes!"
"That's right."
There was a burst of agreement from all around.
"Okay." Xu Zi agreed with a smile.
As he listened to these words, the ominous premonition gradually deepened in his heart.
He can naturally guess what Bibi Dong wants to do when he summons all the members of the second team tonight.
I think these elders of the big family are supported by their team members.
Xu Zi held his hands from left to right and walked to the front door of the Pope Hall in front of a crowd of parents.
Pope Hall The door is half-opened inward, Youyou purple light shines from inside, and there is a person standing in front of the door.
Not staying in the outer square, but here, I think he is a member of the Pope Hall faction (Shi Xing, Li Qin, Huang Su and other families are members of the Elder Hall faction)
This man is tall, dressed in pale rock armor, and wears a beast-faced armor on his chest. He has an aura as strong as a pavilion. You don't need to think about it to know that he is...
"Master Tuoba, I have admired you for a long time." Xu Zi performed the sect's fist-holding ceremony.
There is no need to think too much about the identity of this person. He must be the master of the Holy Dragon Sect and the number one sub-dragon in the mainland Soul Master: Tuoba Xi.
He is the one whom Bibi Dong focuses on attracting, and he is also the parent of the exchange student Tuoba Yu.
However, the Thousand-Year Dragon Scale Fruit that Tuoba Xi thought about day and night was cut off by Xu Zi and fed to Golden Crocodile.
So meeting now... somewhat implies that the visitor is not a good person.
"Ambassador Xu has great eyesight and is really formidable." Tuoba Xi nodded with a smile.
He also patted Xu Zi on the shoulder and signaled. "Come in quickly, everyone is here, His Holiness the Pope is waiting for you."
"Okay." Xu Zi breathed a sigh of relief and took big steps towards the half-open palace door.
"Hey, that's right." Tuoba Xi suddenly said, "Yu'er, his Martial Soul Origin has suffered too much loss, and he will no longer be able to use Martial Soul in the near future."
"But I have already brought my sect's young master into Holy City. If you need to be there at the finals tomorrow, Captain Xu, please feel free to lend your support."
Unexpectedly, facing the kind words of the Holy Dragon Sect master, Xu Zi looked embarrassed. "Junior... may not be able to bear the kindness of the Tuoba sect leader."
"You may not know that if the young sect leader of your sect has not registered before the competition starts and his file does not appear on the list of participants, he will not be able to be a substitute in the team no matter what."
"Even if I recruit him personally, I can't even let go of His Holiness the Pope, because this is an obvious rule."
"Okay." Tuoba Xi's eyes darkened, and he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you."
Xu Zi turned around again and walked deeper into the Pope Hall.
How could he not understand the thoughts of these high-level Soul Master and big shots who usually don't show their faces?
Now Spirit Hall Second Team is a big ship sailing towards glory, and every place on the ship is a golden cake.
That's why these big shots tried their best to force their children into the ranks.
After all, this was the last Soul Master Tournament held by the Spirit Hall before the Mainland Unification War.
Whoever belongs to our young people Soul Master can win a good ranking in this competition. In the future, when the empire's territory covers the entire continent, all of these young people Soul Master will become the archbishops of one side's main city.
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