In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 411 Actions by All Parties and a Stunning Performance

"Soto Grand Arena, welcomes His Highness the Holy Son!"

Just then, a man in a suit rushed out from outside the Soul Arena.

He was in charge of the Soto Grand Arena. He had learned the night before last that the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall had led the Spirit Team 2, named "Po Tang," and another team from the Dragon King Palace to the Soto Grand Arena, but he had not made a fuss about it.

Because neither the Holy Prince nor the leader of the Dragon King's Palace team seemed to intend to announce their arrival in a grand manner. Instead, they were quite mysterious, only specifically asking him to arrange for their respective teams to engage in a team battle against the renowned "Shrek Seven Devils" team at the Soto Grand Arena.

He would naturally do as instructed, not wanting to cause any further trouble.

Unexpectedly, the sudden appearance of this "master" gave him, the person in charge of the Soto Arena, a huge fright.

Regardless, he always made his stance clear to those in power as soon as possible. This was his way of dealing with people.

"His Highness... His Highness the Holy Son?!"

"The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?"

"Isn't that obvious? Besides the Spirit Hall, which other hall in the world has a Holy Son?"

"That Scourge, Your Majesty...?"

After the person in charge of the Soto Arena announced Wang Zhao's identity to the audience.

The entire venue erupted in cheers.

There was a lot of discussion about this recently famous Holy Son/Your Majesty/Powerful One. Of course, the voices weren't loud, but when they came together, the whole place became a bit noisy for a moment.

At a certain moment, the entire audience gradually fell silent again, as if by unspoken agreement.

Wang Zhao slowly landed outside the Soul Battle Arena, and Wu Ling'er also came down. Soon, she and the other six members of the Po Tang team stood in front of Wang Zhao.

In front of a large crowd, the Holy Prince seemed to be chatting with the seven people in front of him before looking towards the Soul Battle Arena.

At this moment, Flander appeared next to the unconscious Xiao Huohuo on the Soul Battle Arena.

"Dean Flanders, it's been a long time."

Wang Zhao greeted him with a smile.

Flander was startled and glanced towards the Shilake team's rest area, signaling Zhao Wuji to help Xiao Huohuo off the field. Then, without hesitation, he looked at Wang Zhao, a smile on his face, and without using his martial soul, hurriedly ran to Wang Zhao's side.

"Your Highness, it's been a long time! Why have you come in person?"

His voice carried a hint of nervousness.

"garrulous."

Wang Zhao casually pointed behind him.

"As the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, is there any problem with me leading the second team of the Spirit Academy on a training expedition?"

"No problem, of course no problem. It's just that when I was looking at your team's information, I didn't expect it would be you leading the team in person, otherwise I would have come to visit you immediately!"

"Hehe~"

Wang Zhaorao gave Flander a meaningful look, then smiled slightly and changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, your Shillake Academy really does produce a lot of talented people. That kid's name is Xiao Huohuo, right? Interesting."

Flander's heart tightened.

"Uh, well, Huo Huo is still far from being good enough. He can't compare to these geniuses behind His Highness the Holy Son. At such a young age, they're either Soul Masters or about to become Soul Venerables."

"Soon" Soul Master?

Wang Zhao looked at Flander with a hint of something different in his eyes.

This shrewd businessman is quite the smooth talker.

At this moment, in the VIP room where the Royal Fighting Team and others were located.

Qin Ming gazed at the scene outside the private room, feeling a pang of worry for the former dean. After a moment's thought, he looked at Ning Rongrong and said:

"Since that undead Scourge has appeared here, it's only right and proper that we go down and pay our respects, um... give him our greetings."

Ning Rongrong glanced at him, pondered for a moment, and nodded.

Afterwards, Qin Ming led the seven members of the Royal Fighting Team out of the private room and headed towards the outside of the Soul Fighting Arena. Along the way, they were accompanied by many people of extraordinary status, who seemed to want to pay their respects to the renowned Undead Calamity, or try to make an impression on him.

Meanwhile, on the Shilake team's side, Zhao Wuji was asking the master a question.

"A lot of people are heading that way, should we take the little monsters there too?"

Yu Xiaogang pondered for a moment, her expression constantly changing, before finally sighing and saying:

"Zhao Wuji, leave Huo Huo to me, you take them there. You can't not go."

"Aren't you going, Master?"

"I...I need to take care of Huo Huo."

After finding a reason to avoid that Holy Prince, Yu Xiaogang's expression relaxed considerably.

As for why he was unwilling to confront the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall head-on, there are many reasons.

He didn't want to talk about it.

Zhao Wuji glanced at Yu Xiaogang with some curiosity, sensing a hint of inferiority and dejection emanating from him. He shook his head, not thinking much of it, and then left with the six monsters, who were almost unharmed.

When Zhao Wuji and the Six Monsters approached Wang Zhao, the Royal Fighting Team also arrived.

Besides these two teams, there were a few special individuals, but basically no one dared to get too close. Most of them stood not far away and watched.

Now.

Shitlake, Royal Fight, Break Tang.

Of the four teams that have recently put on a good show, three of them have appeared before Wang Zhao.

As for that last one...

"Your Highness, I have long admired your name."

Suddenly, a gentle and pleasant voice came from the crowd not far away.

Wang Zhao looked over and saw the crowd part to make way for eight graceful figures walking towards them.

Leading the group was a tall, stunningly beautiful woman with long, straight black hair and deep, bright eyes that faintly revealed a hint of purple.

The seven women following the mature woman are all young girls. The seven girls all look to be around the same age, but each has her own unique charm.

The girl at the front had dazzling silver hair and beautiful purple eyes. She was also tall and slender, and although she looked young, her figure was already quite well-developed. Her appearance was like that of an ethereal fairy, truly a beauty of unparalleled grace. She also subtly exuded a mature and sophisticated aura, but perhaps due to her apparent age and height, in terms of "mature and sophisticated" presence, she was not yet as striking as the girl in front of her.

Behind the silver-haired girl, two blonde girls stood side by side.

The blonde girl on the left is relatively tall, with golden eyes and a slightly sharp demeanor; the blonde girl on the right is relatively petite, with pigtails and bright, sparkling eyes.

Behind the two blonde girls were two other girls with a slightly sinister air, one with dark blue hair and the other with dark purple hair, whose every smile and frown exuded a touch of allure and eeriness.

The two girls at the back of the group were both the kind of girls who grew on you. They weren't as stunning as the girls at the front, nor as charming as the two girls in front of them, but they each had their own unique features. One had a cute oval face, and the other had a faint blood-red rose pattern on her neck.

(End of this chapter)