Douluo Continent: This Soul Master is Too Bizarre and Unpredictable

In that case, maybe I'll have a chance to win over Huo Wu? Just thinking about it makes me a little excited!

Although the Spirit Hall team is stronger than his own Divine Wind team, if these three people are at an average level and have no hidden tricks, he is not without a chance of winning with his self-created Gale Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes.

Feng Xiaotian, you're the best! Go for Goddess Huowu!

After listening to Mu Yang's request and considering it carefully, Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan exchanged glances and then nodded.

Xie Yue said confidently, "Just because you said that my Martial Soul Academy is the strongest advanced soul master academy on the continent, this bet is settled. It's okay for you to take a little advantage."

Mu Yang smiled and nodded: "It's a deal!"

"Hmph~, just wait until you get your head shaved and start praising Nana!"

With a cold snort, Fei Yanyan said disdainfully to Mu Yang.

After the little incident, the previously ordered food and drinks were served one after another.

As expected, Shui Yue'er, who was bad at cooking but had a big addiction, got drunk and clung to Mu Yang, insisting on leaning into his arms. If Shui Bing'er hadn't held on tightly, Mu Yang might have gotten really angry.

As for whether Shuiyue'er was truly drunk or faking it, no one but herself could know.

Anyway, she had been drinking, and her face was flushed.

Two days later, the fourth round of the competition began.

In this round of the competition, a total of six teams participated, playing against each other in pairs to determine the top three teams in the tournament.

When the draw results came out, Feng Xiaotian looked dejected. When he made the bet the day before yesterday, his idea was wonderful, but reality was cruel.

With only six teams participating and the format being a six-to-three elimination round, the probability of the three teams—Chihuo, Tianshui, and Shenfeng—meeting each other is quite high.

The Spirit Hall team and the Tianshui team were very lucky. Their opponents were Knox and Delos, two teams from the Star Luo Empire that were just there to make up the numbers. The Spirit Hall team and the Tianshui team won both matches with absolute dominance without any major ups and downs.

As for the Kamikaze team that will face the Blazing Fire team?

Whether it was Feng Xiaotian, the other team members, or Dean Feng Zhen, they all knew that the Shenfeng team was no match for the Chihuo team, after all, the two teams had already faced off during the qualifiers.

Therefore, Shenfeng Academy directly submitted their bid, and the Chihuo Academy team automatically advanced to the top three of the competition.

Three more days passed.

The bright sunshine bathed the earth, making the Papal Palace appear even more magnificent.

In front of the Papal Palace, two rows of paladin knights in silver armor and wielding heavy swords lined up from the entrance to the foot of the mountain, making the entire Papal Mountain even more majestic.

Early in the morning, the 21 players from the three teams that made it to the final three were already quietly waiting in the square in front of the Papal Palace.

At this moment, twelve cardinals emerged from a side door of the Papal Palace. They walked to the front of the palace and stood on either side, six on each side. The one in the lead announced loudly, "His Holiness the Pope has arrived!"

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Three loud shouts echoed throughout the entire Spirit City like a landslide or a tsunami.

That wasn't just the voice of the neatly arranged paladin knights on Papal Mountain; it was also the shouts of all the soul masters in the entire Spirit City who were of low status and strength and were not qualified to stand in front of the Papal Palace, where the space was limited, to watch the final round of the competition.

"Click-click-click—"

The massive doors of the Papal Palace slowly opened, and the emblems on the two doors gradually drifted off course. Everyone's gaze was unconsciously drawn to the direction in which the doors opened.

Wearing a long, shimmering gold dress, a purple-gold crown, and holding a jeweled scepter, Pope Bibidon, with a solemn expression, was the first to emerge from the Papal Palace.

She had an ethereal quality, seemingly infinitely tall, and no one even noticed her stunning beauty. At this moment, she represented only the majesty of the current Pope of the Spirit Hall.

The long, shimmering gold dress fit her perfectly, its dazzling brilliance adorned with over a hundred red, blue, and gold gemstones. The purple-gold crown on her head shone with countless rays of light under the sun, as if all the light had converged upon her at that moment.

The moment Bibi Dong appeared, all the members of the Spirit Hall present knelt on one knee: "Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope."

No wonder even a seasoned veteran like the Master of the Secret Chamber couldn't withstand the test!

Looking at Bibi Dong, whose face was stunning and who looked like a woman in her early twenties, Mu Yang couldn't help but think to himself.

At that time, Qian Xunji was no young man. As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, what kind of pleasure hadn't he enjoyed? In the end, this seasoned veteran still couldn't resist.

All I can say is that Qian Xunji made a mistake that any man would make.

Truly a captivating villain!

Six other people followed behind Bibi Dong.

Five of them were dressed in bright red robes, but unlike the cardinals' all-red robes, their red robes were inlaid with gold and silver patterns. In particular, the jewel on their chest, which shone with gold and was the size of a baby's fist, was full of luxury.

For ordinary people, this formal attire might just symbolize nobility, but for Soul Masters, it represents immense honor, as only a handful of Title Douluo-level powerhouses in the Soul Master world of the continent are qualified to wear this red robe.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Tyrannosaurus Douluo Huo Lie, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, and the fifth Douluo is a short-haired woman who looks like a woman in her mid-twenties.

"A spirit kite?"

Mu Yang secretly guessed the identity of the short-haired woman.

As for the sixth person who walked out of the main gate of the Papal Palace with the five Douluo, although his strength was far inferior to that of a nine-ring titled Douluo, his status was in no way inferior. He was none other than Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

There were other distinguished guests present today, but they were not among them.

Examples include Bilin Douluo Dugu Bo, Chihuo Douluo Mu Xiyue, Hanbing Douluo Shui Yanyu, and Xingluo Royal Family Grand Elder Dai Feng, among others.

Yes, Dai Feng is indeed a heavyweight guest.

Although his soul power level was only eight rings, because his wife was still alive, his strength was still above that of nine-ring titled Douluo like She Long, thanks to the Netherworld White Tiger martial soul fusion skill.

At this moment, on the wide square in front of the Papal Palace, only the fourteen contestants from the Blazing Fire Team and the Skywater Team did not perform the kneeling ceremony, which undoubtedly made them stand out from the Spirit Hall Team and the surrounding Spirit Hall teams.

However, Bibi Dong, who had just left the Papal Palace, did not seem to care much. She waved her scepter slightly and said softly, "Rise."

Bibi Dong's voice wasn't loud, it could even be described as very soft, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present. (End of Chapter)