The Final
That evening, Wang Xingyu unfolded the Blue Silver Grass in the lounge, connecting Tai Long, Huang Yuan, and Jing Ling.
But this time, seven people need to be restored— Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Ning Rongrong, all of whom were significantly depleted during the intense battles of the day. Even if Tai Long and the other two were completely exhausted, it wouldn't be enough to cover everyone.
Flender walked over, sat down cross-legged beside him without saying a word, and placed his wrist on the Blue Silver Grass. Qin Ming and Liu Erlong also sat down, and three powerful streams of Soul Power flowed into the seven of them through the Blue Silver Grass.
Ma Hongjun felt the warm current flow into his body, a shiver ran through him, and he tilted his head back, letting out an extremely satisfied sigh, "Awesome—"
Dai Mubai raised his hand and smacked him on the back of the head. "Can you stop making such a lewd face?"
Oscar leaned against the wall and asked the question everyone had to ask, "Who's not participating tomorrow? There are eight of us, but only seven can stand in the ring."
There was a moment of silence in the lounge. Wang Xingyu thought for a moment, then looked at Ma Hongjun, a slight smile playing on his lips, "How about Fatty doesn't participate?"
Ma Hongjun was so shocked that he jumped up from his chair, his voice cracking. "Brother Yu! You can't retaliate against me like this, Brother Yu! All I did was not tell you not to kneel!"
Wang Xingyu's smile deepened, "Hehe, serves you right for not telling me."
Seeing that pleading for mercy was useless, Ma Hongjun immediately turned his gun on Oscar and shouted, "It was Oscar's idea! Not mine! Don't let Oscar participate!"
Oscar gave the fat man a speechless look.
Wang Xingyu finished laughing and waved his hand, "Alright, enough joking around. Fatty, there's a reason I let you rest—there's a Soul Bone that's perfect for you. After we win the championship, that Soul Bone is yours."
Ma Hongjun's expression went through a rapid three-stage transformation: from fear to shock to ecstasy.
"Hey, Brother Yu! Why didn't you say so sooner? Someone like me who's dedicated to contributing to the team, giving up the last game would have been a piece of cake!" He patted his chest, exuding righteousness, completely forgetting that he had just sold out Oscar.
As for the distribution of Soul Bone, suitability is the most important factor, and naturally no one had any objections.
Qin Ming turned to the Grandmaster, his tone filled with anticipation. "Grandmaster, what are the tactical arrangements for the final match? Are we still using the Seven-in-One Fusion Skill?"
The Grandmaster shook his head. "The opponent has probably already figured out that move. Besides, using it again would put too much strain on the Little San's body."
He looked at Xiao Wu, his gaze steady, "Xiao Wu, your trump card is to instantly kill the opponent's support Soul Master. If you can kill the Power Attack System, it will naturally reduce the opponent's combat strength significantly—but the problem is if you can't kill them. If you fail, this trump card will be useless."
Xiao Wu nodded. "Okay."
Qin Ming was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "Huh? Is that all?"
Flender chuckled and patted Qin Ming on the shoulder, "Qin Ming, the Spirit Hall might not be able to defeat us Shrek in a head-on confrontation."
Looking at the smile on Flender's face, Qin Ming was infected by Flender's confidence. "Then I'll have to take a good look tomorrow, Dean Flander."
Afterwards, Wang Xingyu concluded the competition and explained his plans to everyone.
The next day, the group arrived at the circular arena in the Pope's Palace.
Just like yesterday, there were no regular audience seats, only high-ranking officials from the Spirit Hall and guests from the two great empires. Bibi Dong sat in the center of the high platform, with Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo standing on her left and right.
The referee's voice echoed throughout the arena, "Spirit Hall Academy, Xie Yue, Yan, and Hu Liena, three Soul King, are hailed as the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall!"
On the Shrek Academy's side, there's only one Soul King Dai Mubai —but they previously sealed the victory with Seven-in-One Fusion Skill! Who will win this time remains to be seen; let's wait and see!
Both sides simultaneously unleash their Martial Soul. The referee swings his right arm down. The match begins.
The moment it began, Xiao Wu moved. The Moon Shadow left two afterimages, and Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda lit up behind her. The Second: Speed landed on her, increasing her speed by another level.
Xiao Wu leaped into the air, her Second Soul Ring lit up, and Moonfall was activated, slamming her head and feet towards Yan.
Yan looked up at the figure descending from the sky, a cold smile playing on his lips, "Looking for death." The Flame Lord Martial Soul instantly possessed him, his body engulfed in raging Lie Yan, and his right fist, wrapped in lava-like firelight, charged towards the sky.
Xie Yue also made a move at the same time, sending out a Moon Blade that spun and blocked Xiao Wu's escape route to the side.
Xiao Wu's figure suddenly disappeared in mid-air. Teleportation. She appeared directly above the Support System Soul Master of the Spirit Hall Academy and slammed her foot down.
With a bang, the Support System Soul Master didn't even have time to react before being kicked to the ground and immediately lost consciousness. The entire arena fell silent.
Chrysanthemum Douluo raised his beautiful eyebrows slightly, his tone carrying a hint of surprise. "I didn't expect this little rabbit to have such a hidden trick up her sleeve."
Bibi Dong sat atop the high platform, her gaze passing over the ring and landing on the Grandmaster in the waiting area. Was this his tactical arrangement?
The Spirit Hall Academy reacted extremely quickly. Xie Yue and Yan turned around simultaneously, while the remaining team members flanked from both sides, surrounding Xiao Wu in the middle.
Xiao Wu's Fourth Soul Ring lit up, and the golden-red light of her Invincible Golden Body enveloped her entire body. Several attacks struck her, but they did not cause her any harm.
Just as Xie Yue and Yan were about to personally take to the field, a golden beam of light shot out from the Shrek formation.
Following closely behind were the second and third waves— White Tiger Fierce Light Wave, White Tiger Fierce Light Wave, White Tiger Fierce Light Wave.
Wang Xingyu, Dai Mubai, Oscar successfully connected their Blue Silver Grass, and the Infinite Light Waves was activated once again.
Zhu Zhuqing's three Netherworld Shadow Clone appeared simultaneously, slicing in from the flank. Tang San's Blue Silver Grass spread out close to the ground, precisely wrapping around Xiao Wu's waist and pulling her backward.
Under the cover of the crowd, Xiao Wu safely retreated back into the Shrek's ranks.
The referee's voice rang out again. "Unexpectedly—just a few breaths into the game, the Spirit Hall Academy has already lost a player! The score is now seven against six!"
Xiao Wu landed, smiling as she high-fived everyone. The plan had succeeded.
On the opposing side, Xie Yue's voice squeezed out from deep in his throat. "This match is about Soul Bone, and I didn't expect them to get the upper hand right from the start."
Hu Liena took a deep breath, her gaze turning cold and resolute. "Don't hold back. Just use it, brother."
Xie Yue and Yan exchanged a glance, and simultaneously activated their Soul Ring. Martial Soul Fusion Skill - Evil Blade Lord. A giant covered in dark red armor and wielding a massive blade rose from the ground, each step causing the arena to tremble.
Without hesitation, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing swallowed the Excited Pink Sausage Oscar offered, boosting all their attributes by ten percent. They then fused their Martial Soul Fusion — the Hell White Tiger.
A White Tiger, no less imposing in size, stood proudly on the arena, its wings spread wide, its roar shaking the heavens.
The Evil Blade Lord clashed head-on with the Hell White Tiger. The giant blade slashed down, and the tiger's claw met it head-on. The two forces exploded on the arena, and the shockwaves made the hems of the players' clothes flutter loudly.
Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda continuously struck the Hell White Tiger, bridging the gap in Soul Power Level. Coupled with Oscar's boost from the Excited Pink Sausage, the Hell White Tiger was subtly gaining the upper hand.
Hu Liena looked at the situation where the Evil Blade Lord was suppressed in mid-air and cursed inwardly.
They wiped out their own support Soul Master right from the start, and now they can't even gain an advantage with their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Without further hesitation, she coordinated with the remaining support Soul Master, and her Fourth Soul Ring lit up. Chaos Mist —a red mist—spread from her body, quickly enveloping the entire arena.
With their vision blocked, their Soul Power perception interfered with, and most importantly, their Spiritual Power disrupted, the Shrek Devils were thrown into chaos.
Hu Liena leaped into the gaping maw of the Evil Blade Lord Zhang Kai. The three activated their Martial Soul Fusion Skill – Demon Charm.
Its size shrank rapidly, but its aura grew stronger.
The crimson mist suddenly thickened to the thickness of blood, and the temperature on the arena plummeted to freezing. A figure, barely visible, darted through the mist at high speed, heading straight for the Shrek Devils.