Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

At that moment, Huo Wu and the others also arrived beside Lia.

"Lia!"

Huo Wu pushed Feng Xiaotian away and squatted down on the other side of Lia.

She looked up at Feng Xiaotian's face, which was still covered by a black mask, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

There was gratitude, speechlessness, and a subtle feeling that was hard to describe...

What are you doing here?

Feng Xiaotian was taken aback by her question, then retorted confidently, "Why can't I be here?"

Fire Dance: "..."

She took a deep breath, forcing herself not to think about the problem, and looked down to continue checking on Leah's injuries.

Feng Xiaotian squatted nearby, his eyes fixed on the healing soul master's every move, muttering to himself:

"Be gentle! Be gentle! There's a wound there!"

"Apply that ointment evenly, don't leave a scar!"

"Should we give him some water first? I have some warm water here!"

The healing soul master finally couldn't help but look up and glare at him: "Can you shut up?"

Feng Xiaotian shut up.

But less than three seconds later, he spoke again: "Lia, she..."

"Shut up!"

Feng Xiaotian shut up again.

Huo Wu watched this scene, her eyes twitching slightly.

She suddenly felt that, compared to the frustration of losing to Tianshui Academy, the scene before her was even more exhausting.

Just then, Leah, whose eyes had been tightly closed, trembled slightly with her eyelashes.

"Lia!" Feng Xiaotian was the first to notice, almost rushing over to her. "You're awake? How are you feeling? Where does it hurt? Are you dizzy?"

Leah opened her eyes, her amber pupils somewhat unfocused, but quickly settled on the face in front of her, which was wearing a black mask.

Chapter 424 Prize Preparation

She looked at him for a long time.

Then, she spoke softly, her voice so weak it was almost inaudible: "...What are you doing here?"

Feng Xiaotian was taken aback for a moment, then grinned: "I'm here to watch your matches! I said I'd come to every single one!"

Leah did not respond.

She simply closed her eyes, letting the healing soul master continue to treat her wounds.

Huo Wu watched this scene and silently looked away.

She suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for herself.

The team lost the game, and the captain was seriously injured. Surprisingly, the people from Kamikaze Academy were the most anxious.

What is this called.

Huo Wu looked at Feng Xiaotian, who was squatting next to Lia and rambling on and on, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

She rubbed her throbbing temples and decided not to think about the problem anymore, since she wouldn't understand it anyway.

The people from Blazing Fire Academy hurriedly lifted Lia onto a stretcher. Feng Xiaotian wanted to follow, but Huo Wushuang grabbed him, saying, "What are you doing?"

"I...I'll go take care of her!"

Huo Wushuang's forehead veins throbbed: "You, from Shenfeng Academy, are coming back to our base with us? Are you out of your mind?"

Feng Xiaotian paused for a moment, seemingly realizing that his identity was indeed somewhat inappropriate. But he quickly retorted confidently, "Then, then I'll come see her again tomorrow!"

Huo Wushuang: "..."

Huo Wu sighed and waved her hand: "Whatever."

She was too tired to argue with this lunatic.

On the other side, the Tianshui College team members were also helping each other leave the field.

Lan Fuzi walked at the back, the wound on her chest still throbbing, but she had a satisfied smile on her face.

"That was really satisfying." She stretched and winked at Shui Bing'er. "I want to fight that red-haired one again next time."

Shui Bing'er glanced at her expressionlessly and said nothing.

She knew perfectly well that nothing she said would make a difference to a battle maniac like Lan Fuzi.

……

Meanwhile, in the distant Wuhun City.

Inside the Papal Palace, the flickering candlelight illuminated the entire hall with a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

The Soul Master in charge of preparing the prizes for this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament is standing bowing in the hall, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Your Holiness, regarding the prize for the winner of this competition... will it be prepared according to the usual practice of previous years?"

His voice was respectful, yet it carried a hint of cautious probing.

Logically, there's no need to ask this question at all. The prizes for each competition are fixed: Gold Soul Coins and Medals of Honor, nothing is missing.

But this year's situation is special, so he has to be cautious.

Because there are two people in the team representing the Spirit Hall this time who are very special.

One was Hu Liena, a direct disciple of Pope Bibidon.

At only twenty-three years old, he was already a level 52 Soul King, one of the most dazzling geniuses of the younger generation of the Spirit Hall.

The other one is even more remarkable: Florian, a disciple of Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Hall of Worship. He possesses innate full soul power and a unicorn martial soul. At a young age, he broke through to level 50 just before the finals.

That's right, level 50! Soul King!

Even more terrifying is that the Spirit Hall team now boasts a total of four Soul Kings!

In previous competitions, this was an absolute force that swept everything.

In the past, having one Soul King leading a team was already a favorite to win the championship. Four Soul Kings? What's the point of fighting then? Just give out the awards.

That's why the Soul Master in charge of the prizes asked the unnecessary question: Since the championship is already in the Spirit Hall's hands, should we prepare some special items for the prizes?

After all, it's all going to our own people in the end, so we can't lose out no matter what.

Bibi Dong sat on the papal throne, her purple eyes lowered, her face expressionless.

She did not answer immediately.

A brief silence fell over the hall, broken only by the crackling of the candlelight.

The Soul Master in charge of the prizes lowered his head even further, his heart pounding with anxiety. Had he asked the wrong question?

After a long silence, Bibi Dong finally spoke, her voice calm and even:

"Prepare as usual."

The Soul Master in charge of the prizes was taken aback, looked up, and his eyes were full of doubt.

"Your Majesty, this..."

"Prepare as usual," Bibi Dong repeated, her tone still calm. "Golden Soul Coins, Medals of Honor, nothing missing."

The Soul Master in charge of the prizes opened his mouth, but ultimately bowed and replied, "Yes, I will take care of it right away."

He turned and left, his steps hurried, his heart filled with confusion.

What is Your Holiness thinking?

Knowing that the champion is one of their own, why prepare such an ordinary prize?

He dared not ask, nor dared he think too much.

The palace doors closed slowly behind him with a dull thud.

Only Bibi Dong remained in the main hall.

She remained seated on her throne, her purple eyes gazing at the enormous mural on the ceiling, depicting the image of an angel, holy and majestic.

But her gaze passed through the murals and the roof of the palace, as if looking towards the distant north.

Heavenly Dou Empire.

Tian Dou City.

There, there is a person.

To be precise, there were two people.

One of them is her granddaughter, Snow White.

Qian Renxue's daughter, the great-granddaughter of Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, is also... her bloodline.

Before he was even twenty years old, he had already become a Soul Emperor.

Yes, the Soul Emperor.

When Qian Daoliu secretly relayed this message, even Bibi Dong, who was used to seeing geniuses, remained silent for a long time.

A Soul Emperor at the age of fifteen, what does that even mean?

In any Soul Master Tournament, it would be an absolute crushing force.

Even if you add another Soul King, let alone four Soul Kings, they still wouldn't be enough to defeat a Soul Emperor.

Therefore, the so-called invincible four Soul Kings of the Spirit Hall team were nothing but a joke in Bibi Dong's eyes.

The one who could truly sweep away all obstacles was the quiet, unassuming girl from the Heavenly Dou Empire, who was as serene as a snow lotus.

She is the true queen of this competition.

So, the prize?