Douluo: Marry Shui Binger, reward Puni Martial Soul

Chapter 96: The Soul Master Competition Ends, Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo Block the Way

Xiao Wu nodded heavily, and the two of them, supporting each other, continued their arduous trek deeper into the dense forest.

They didn't know where Yuexuan was.

They didn't know who Tang Yuehua was either.

But they all share a common goal: to survive, become stronger, and then take revenge!

At the same time, Harosa appeared, having overheard Tang San and Xiao Wu's conversation.

"Tang Yuehua? His Majesty's concubine, is she connected to Tang San?"

“Interesting.” A cold smile curled at the corner of Harosa’s lips.

He was not in a hurry to catch up with Tang San and Xiao Wu.

In his view, those two little guys were nothing more than turtles in a jar, destined to fall into the trap sooner or later.

Harosa sheathed the Hades Sword and vanished from the spot in a flash.

He needed to report Tang San's whereabouts to Xue Lingxiao, since Tang Yuehua was His Majesty's concubine, and he couldn't make decisions arbitrarily.

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The following day, the setting sun cast a blood-red glow on the ruins of the Great Soul Arena in Wuhun City, giving the broken walls and rubble a tragic and poignant hue.

The air still carries the lingering stench of blood and acrid smells, bearing witness to yesterday's earth-shattering tragedy.

The final match was forced to be stopped.

This result caught everyone off guard and cast a heavy shadow over this year's Soul Master Competition.

The high-ranking officials of the Spirit Hall held an emergency meeting overnight.

Pope Bibidon sat at the head of the table, his face so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

Tang Hao's intrusion, Tang San's madness, and Xue Lingxiao's unfathomable strength weighed on her heart like three mountains.

"The final must have a result." Bibi Dong's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion. "The champion must also be decided."

This is a matter of face for the Spirit Hall, and also an explanation to the entire continent's spirit master community.

“But Your Holiness,” a cardinal hesitated, “the Shrek Academy team members, apart from Tang San who was rescued by Tang Hao, the rest… have all…”

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present understood what he meant.

Shrek Academy no longer exists.

"Then Tianshui Academy will win the championship of this year's Soul Master Competition," Bibi Dong said decisively, leaving no room for doubt.

This decision, though somewhat hasty, is the only option under the current circumstances.

After all, Tianshui Academy had crushed the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation in the semifinals.

Shrek Academy, having committed such heinous acts in the finals, has long since lost its qualification to compete for the championship.

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope," the bishops replied in unison.

The following morning, at the central square of Wuhun City.

On the makeshift award stage, Bibi Dong personally presented the championship award to Tianshui Academy.

Three soul bones.

This is the highest honor for the champions of all previous Soul Master Competitions, and a treasure coveted by countless Soul Masters.

Shui Bing'er, representing Tianshui Academy, accepted the three soul bones radiating powerful soul energy fluctuations from Bibi Dong.

Her expression remained aloof, but a barely perceptible hint of excitement flickered in her icy blue eyes.

They won the championship.

Although the process was tortuous and even somewhat absurd, they ultimately stood on the highest podium.

Xue Lingxiao stood below the stage, watching this scene, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

He did not go on stage to accept the award.

For him, the championship of the Soul Master Competition was nothing more than a prize already in his hands, not worth mentioning.

What he cared more about was Bibi Dong's reaction.

The fact that the Pope of the Spirit Hall could still calmly present the award to Tianshui Academy after yesterday's events is truly remarkable.

After the awards ceremony, Bibi Dong did not leave immediately. She walked up to Xue Lingxiao, her majestic and deep eyes fixed on him.

"Your Majesty the Holy Spirit King, congratulations." Bibi Dong's voice was devoid of emotion.

"Thank you, Your Holiness the Pope." Xue Lingxiao replied with a smile. "If Your Holiness the Pope had not upheld justice, this championship would probably have been fraught with difficulties."

"Hmph." Bibi Dong snorted coldly, "Your Majesty's strength is unfathomable. I am rather curious, where did Your Majesty learn your master? And how did you obtain those four 100,000-year soul rings?"

She kept this question to herself all night.

Four 100,000-year spirit rings? That's simply a fantasy! Even if Xue Lingxiao has twin martial souls, it's impossible for him to do that!
A 100,000-year-old soul beast is not so easy to kill!

Xue Lingxiao's smile remained unchanged: "Your Holiness is too kind. I was just lucky."

He brushed the question aside with ease, leaving no room for misunderstanding.

Bibi Dong gave him a deep look, but didn't ask any further questions.

She knew that asking any further would be pointless.

This young man was more mysterious and elusive than she had imagined.

"Your Majesty the Holy Spirit King is young and promising with a bright future." Bibi Dong changed the subject, "However, the tallest tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind. I hope Your Majesty will take heed."

This is both a warning and a threat.

Xue Lingxiao's smile widened: "Thank you for your guidance, Your Holiness. I will keep it in mind."

The two stared at each other for a moment, and it seemed as if invisible lightning was flashing in the air.

Finally, Bibi Dong withdrew her gaze, turned around, and left.

Her magnificent papal robes fluttered in the morning breeze, her silhouette aloof and resolute.

As Xue Lingxiao watched Bibi Dong's departing figure, the curve of his lips gradually turned cold.

A tree that stands out in the forest will surely be felled by the wind.
Then let the wind blow even stronger.

He wanted to see whether the wind could destroy his towering tree, or whether his tree could tear the wind to shreds!
The Soul Master Competition has come to an end, and teams from various academies are beginning to return home one after another.

After several days of commotion and turmoil, Wuhun City, the holy land of soul masters, has gradually returned to its former tranquility.

But beneath the calm surface, the undercurrents are even more turbulent.

Xue Lingxiao, along with the students from Tianshui Academy, as well as Ma Xiaotao, Kadan, and Zhu Zhuqing, embarked on their journey back to Frost Province.

Unlike when they came, the returning procession was much larger and more eye-catching.

Xue Lingxiao did not choose to ride the Time-Space Shuttle, but instead rode in the luxurious royal carriage drawn by six magnificent snow-covered horses.

He wanted everyone to know that he, the Holy Spirit King, had returned with a full harvest.

The convoy slowly drove out of Wuhun City and headed northeast.

Throughout the journey, Xue Lingxiao remained calm, seemingly not taking Bibi Dong's warning to heart.

However, Ma Xiaotao, Feng Ling, and the others secretly became more vigilant.

They knew that the Spirit Hall would not let this go.

Sure enough, when the convoy reached a treacherous mountain range, a sudden change occurred.

"parking!"

Feng Ling's voice suddenly rang out from outside the carriage, carrying a hint of solemnity.

The convoy came to a slow stop.

Xue Lingxiao lifted the carriage curtain and looked ahead.

Two figures, like ghosts, blocked the way on the narrow mountain path.

A man dressed in golden robes with an eerie face held a delicate chrysanthemum in his hand; it was none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.

The other person was shrouded in a large black cloak, exuding a cold and eerie aura; he was none other than Ghost Douluo, Ghost Phantom.

Two Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall actually set up an ambush here!

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