Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 289 Qian Renxue's Inner World! The Grand Finals Begin!
The individual competition ended quickly, and Blue Tyrant Academy fought to the very end without a doubt.

Although the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall was strong, they were no match for Shui Bing'er's twin spirits. The combination of her Ice Phoenix spirit and the Frost Sacred Dragon was simply flawless.

Most importantly, she doesn't need to reveal too much of her strength. The characteristics of her separated martial soul allow her to create a two-on-one situation. Coupled with the absolute suppression of her martial soul quality, she can easily win the match.

At this moment, the members of the Blue Tyrant Academy Dragon Cub Team were chatting and laughing in their respective areas.

Yu Tianheng walked at the front, his hands in his pockets, a faint smile on his lips.

"Bro, it's a bit of a shame today. If you had just beaten that redhead to a pulp, that would have been great. He was so arrogant, I wanted to punch him!"

Yu Linglong stood beside Yu Tianheng and said.

Upon hearing this, Yu Tianlin grabbed his sister by the back of her collar and pulled her aside, saying, "Save your breath. With your small frame, someone could knock you down with just one finger."

"Hmph!" Yu Linglong puffed out her cheeks and turned to pounce on Shui Bing'er. "Sister Bing'er! They bullied me!"

Shui Bing'er rubbed her head, a faint smile in her icy blue eyes: "Tomorrow is the final, you'll have a chance to shine."

Dugu Yan walked beside Yu Tianheng, gently touching the back of his hand with her fingers, and whispered, "Not bad, huh? Not enough fun yet? Shall we spar a bit later?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Tianheng immediately understood, and his eyes brightened.

He gave a soft "hmm" and his fingers quietly hooked around Dugu Yan's fingertips.

On the high platform, Bibi Dong stared at the group from Blue Tyrant Academy, lost in thought.

She had thought that only Yu Tianheng and a few others were very strong, but she didn't expect that every member of the Dragon Cub team was extraordinary.

Bibi Dong had to admit the individual combat capabilities of the Dragon Cub team members.

"Yu Xiaolie, Yu Xiaolie, you truly live up to your reputation! You single-handedly cultivated such a team, in no way inferior to the Golden Generation nurtured by the Spirit Hall with all its resources." — However, things might change in the team competition. Hu Liena and Xie Yue's Spirit Fusion Skill is invincible among their peers!

At the same time, Shrek Academy was shrouded in gloom.

The final championship match is tomorrow, which means they will soon have to leave Wuhun City. However, Yu Xiaogang is still missing. What should they do?

After everyone left, Liu Erlong immediately approached Ning Fengzhi, repeatedly asking him if he could help ask Bibi Dong.

Ning Fengzhi simply demurred, saying, "Her Holiness the Pope is very busy and cannot urge her. I will find a good time to ask her."

That being said, he didn't want to waste his time and energy, and he certainly didn't want to stand up for Shrek.

If given the chance, he might as well ask the Spirit Hall to provide more support to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Liu Erlong gritted his teeth, but couldn't lash out.

How could she not see that Ning Fengzhi, that old fox, was just giving her empty promises?

Ning Rongrong, of course, believed in her father and stepped forward to persuade him, "Teacher Erlong, don't worry, we will definitely be able to see the master after the finals tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong gave a wry smile and ruffled her hair: "I hope so."

Meanwhile, no one noticed that the eldest prince was missing.

Worship Hall.

Qian Renxue shed her disguise as Xue Qinghe, her long golden hair cascading down like a waterfall, gleaming faintly in the dimly lit hall.

She strode through the corridor, her high heels clicking crisply on the floor, the sound echoing in the empty hall.

Everything here remains the same as before, exuding solemnity and antiquity. A tall angel statue stands in the center of the hall, its six wings spread as if about to break through the dome.

The statue's face is blurred, yet it gives off an invisible sense of oppression, as if a god is truly looking down upon all living beings.

"Grandpa." Qian Renxue stopped in front of the statue and called out softly. So many years had passed since she had been infiltrating the Heavenly Dou Empire and had not seen her family for a long time. She missed them terribly.

At this moment, a ripple spread through the air in the main hall, and Qian Daoliu's figure slowly emerged. He wore a white robe, his silver hair was as white as snow, and his face was unbelievably young. Only his eyes were so deep that they seemed to see through people's hearts. "Xiaoxue," he said, his voice unusually gentle.

Qian Renxue knelt on one knee and respectfully began to report: "Grandpa, Emperor Xueye has placed great trust in me and is gradually involving me in state affairs. Moreover, I have found an opportunity to poison him. At most, the Tiandou Empire will change hands in six months."

Qian Daoliu nodded, but did not show any approval. He slowly walked to the angel statue, reached out and stroked the patterns on the base, and said in a deep voice:

"None of that matters, Xiaoxue. I only want to ask you, how much do you yearn for the holy power of the angels?"

Qian Renxue was taken aback, then looked up at the angel statue.

At that moment, she seemed to see endless light and power, and she saw herself standing at the pinnacle of the continent.

But the next second, another figure suddenly entered her mind.

A deep blue robe, a cold and stern face, and eyes that seem to see through everything—Yu Xiaolie!

Her fingertips trembled involuntarily.

Qian Daoliu keenly sensed her wavering and frowned slightly: "Your heart is not at peace."

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, suppressing the strange feeling in her heart: "Grandpa, I will complete the Angel Trial."

Qian Daoliu stared at her for a long time, and finally said indifferently, "Go back."

……

The following day, at the finals.

The sunlight was so intense that it was impossible to open one's eyes.

The square in front of the Spirit Hall was packed with people, and cheers rose in waves.

Yesterday afternoon, the Spirit Hall team and the Divine Wind Academy team clashed. Faced with the absolute strength of the three Soul Kings, the Divine Wind Academy was helpless and had to withdraw.

Blue Tyrant Academy and the Spirit Hall team entered from the sides respectively, their auras clashing in the air as if invisible sparks were flying.

Yu Tianheng walked at the front of the group, his body faintly surrounded by fine lightning.

Shui Bing'er and Dugu Yan followed behind him.

One had long, icy blue hair that fluttered in the wind, and eyes as cold as knives.

One had long, emerald-green hair that swayed gently, her eyes filled with an arrogant and aloof beauty.

Yu Tianxin, Yu Tianlin, Yu Linglong, and Ye Lingling were all in high spirits.

Across from her, Hu Liena had regained her usual allure, her red lips slightly curved, but her eyes held a hint of apprehension.

Xie Yue remained calm and aloof. In his eyes, as long as he used his final killing move, the outcome of the match would be a foregone conclusion.

Yan stood beside Hu Liena, his fiery red hair standing on end like a beast poised to pounce.

"Line up!" the cardinal announced loudly, his voice echoing throughout the hall.

Bibi Dong sat on the high platform, lightly tapping the ground with her scepter, but her gaze involuntarily drifted towards the direction of Blue Tyrant Academy.

There, Yu Xiaolie stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, as if everything before him had nothing to do with him.

"Game start!"

With the referee's command, both sides instantly released their martial spirits, and the light of their spirit rings intertwined to form a dazzling ocean.

(End of this chapter)