Douluo Continent: This Soul Master is Too Bizarre and Unpredictable

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"Bibi Dong, is this your confidence?"

Seeing the Spirit Hall team lose and only get third place in the competition, Qian Renxue, who had transformed into Xue Qinghe, glanced at Bibi Dong sitting on the gilded chair in front of the Papal Palace and thought to herself with disdain.

It's not that they look down on the strength of the Spirit Hall team.

Undeniably, the three members of the Golden Generation were quite strong. The team that won the championship in the first three Soul Master Tournaments was definitely not as strong as the Spirit Hall team in this year's tournament.

The reason they only got third place was simply because they were unlucky and encountered a more talented opponent.

Qian Renxue's disdain stemmed from Bibi Dong's excessive self-confidence.

The Spirit Hall obtained the right to host the finals from the Star Luo Empire, and the three spirit bones awarded to the champion team were paid for by the Spirit Hall itself. Tang Hao, who was originally planned to be lured out, took the bait, but escaped because of Tang Xiao's help. Now the Spirit Hall team has encountered opponents with ridiculously strong strength one after another, and finally only won third place in the competition.

In this round, the Spirit Hall suffered a terrible loss, like trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead.

Not far away, Dai Feng, the Grand Elder of the Star Luo Royal Family, looked at the Platinum Bishop Clatter sitting beside him with disdain and mocked, "Bishop Clatter, it seems your Spirit Hall team isn't all that great~"

Upon hearing this, Krat, whose face was already grim due to the Spirit Hall team's defeat, turned even darker.

After a long period of shifting expressions, Krat finally composed himself, regained his composure, and calmly retorted, "Lord Dai Feng, there's nothing to say about the Spirit Hall team being inferior in skill. My Spirit Hall isn't a sore loser."

However, if I remember correctly, the Star Luo Royal Academy team, on which you placed high hopes, was eliminated in the third round of the finals?

It's true that my Spirit Hall team didn't win the championship and only got third place, but it's still better than the Star Luo Royal Academy team that fell in the third round, right?

Glancing at Dai Feng's face, which looked as if he had swallowed a dead fly, Krat curled his lip and continued, "Lord Dai Feng, there's something I forgot to tell you."

Dai Mubai, a student of Shrek Academy, possesses exceptional talent and has been favored by His Holiness the Pope. At the invitation of my Spirit Hall, Dai Mubai is now a member of my Spirit Hall.

Oh, and I have some more good news for you. Dai Mubai has been accepted as a personal disciple by the Seventh Elder of my Elder Hall, 'Tiger Roar' Douluo.

"Click—"

Upon hearing that Dai Mubai had not only joined the Spirit Hall but also become a personal disciple of one of its elders, Dai Feng, his old face grim, immediately glared at Krat, his right hand unconsciously crushing the armrest of his chair.

"Lord Dai Feng, please calm down. Our Spirit Hall is the strongest Spirit Master organization in the continent. Except for evil Spirit Masters who commit evil deeds, we do not restrict any Spirit Master in the continent from joining. It is only natural that student Dai Mubai chose to join our Spirit Hall."

Here, I would like to remind you that this is Wuhun City, and we are now in front of the Papal Palace.

He pointed to the ground and said with a smile.

"Bishop Clattenburg, are you threatening me?"

Suppressing his anger, Dai Feng asked in a deep voice.

A mere eighth-ring Soul Douluo, who gave you the audacity to threaten this old man?

Don't underestimate Dai Feng just because he's only an 89th-level White Tiger Soul Douluo, not yet at the ninth ring level. His wife, a seventh-ring Soul Saint, is still alive! Once he activates the Netherworld White Tiger, he can definitely hold his own against Title Douluos like Chrysanthemum Demon.

"No, no, no, Mr. Dai Feng, you misunderstand. I did not threaten you, nor did I threaten anyone. This was just a friendly reminder."

Krat shook his head seriously and said.

However, judging from the joking tone in his voice, Kratt was threatening Dai Feng.

Before the Papal Palace, let alone Dai Feng, even if the Star Luo Emperor Dai Yutian came, Krat would not be intimidated in the slightest.

The only person who could make him, one of the four Platinum Bishops of the Spirit Hall, back down in front of the Pope's Palace was the long-lost "Invincible on Land," who was on par with his own Grand Elder.

As for the others... dare to make a move? They'll die if they do!

"Hmph!"

Dai Feng snorted coldly and turned to look elsewhere.

Damn Spirit Hall, damn Klat, you'll get what's coming to you sooner or later!

Today's match has come to an end. Half an hour later, at the Papal Palace.

Pope Bibidon sat in the main seat in the hall, his slender white fingers lightly tapping the armrest.

Standing in front of Bibi Dong were the seven members of the Spirit Hall team: Xie Yue, Yan, and Hu Liena in front, and the other four behind.

At this moment, all seven of them, including the three members of the Golden Generation, had their heads down, looking like children caught doing something wrong.

"Sigh~"

After a long while, Bibi Dong sighed helplessly.

It's not that our army is incompetent, but that our opponent is too strong!

Who would have thought that the Blazing Fire and Skywater Academy teams, which had performed mediocrely in previous competitions, would become so outrageous this year?

If the Spirit Hall team's loss to the Blazing Fire team was simply due to bad luck, as the individual competition format rendered their Spirit Fusion Skill trump card useless, leading to their defeat, then Bibi Dong has nothing to say about their loss to the Heavenly Water team.

After all, even with their biggest trump card, the Spirit Hall team still couldn't win. This was no longer a matter of tactics, but rather that their raw strength was being crushed by the opponent.

"You seven, get ready. In a week, you'll be going to the Lost Canyon for three years of training! I hope that by then, I'll see a new side of you."

Bibi Dong spoke to the seven people in front of her who had their heads bowed and looked utterly dejected.

There are rewards for winning, and naturally, there are punishments for losing.

The three-year training trip to the Lost Canyon was the punishment for the seven who failed to win the Soul Master Competition.

Of course, the purpose of going to the Lost Canyon for training is not simply to punish them, but to show that without tempering, it is difficult for a genius to become a strong person, unless you are an unreasonable genius.

"yes!"

The seven responded in unison.

Although the Lost Canyon is a haunted place, fraught with danger, it was His Holiness the Pope's order, and they couldn't possibly disobey it.

Go ahead~

Bibi Dong waved her hand, signaling the seven people to step back.

Upon hearing this, the seven breathed a sigh of relief and then walked towards the side door inside the hall.

Halfway there, with a heavy heart, Hu Liena gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind, and walked back to Bibi Dong.

Seeing Hu Liena turn back, and after Xie Yue and the other six left, Bibi Dong frowned as she looked at her precious disciple.

"Teacher, I want to go to the Killing City."

Hu Liena said with a resolute expression.

Although the Lost Canyon is relatively dangerous, it is still relatively dangerous. With her current strength, there are very few places in the Lost Canyon that could pose a danger to her.

Without danger, how can one achieve a good training effect?

If her strength doesn't improve quickly, won't she still lose when she encounters Mu Yang and Shui Bing'er in the future?

The strong-willed Hu Liena didn't want to lose to them again. (End of Chapter)