85: Bloody Haotian, the battle on the top of the Spirit Hall mountain (Part 1)
"The winner has been decided! Now announcing, the champion team of the All-Continent Soul Master Elite Tournament—Fengxue Academy!"
Bursts of applause erupted from all around, cheering for Fengxue Academy.
Bibi Dong on the high platform nodded in satisfaction. The floating Soul Bone beside her flew towards the crowd: "You performed very well. Take these rewards!"
"Thank you, Pope!" Qian Feng and the others bowed to Bibi Dong together. Qian Renxue even winked playfully at Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong pursed her lips into a smile and nodded slightly, her eyes filled with gentle affection.
Just then, three Soul Douluo auras appeared from the other side. Dean Shui Wen and the deans of the other two academies arrived here with smiles.
"Dean, why are you here!" Feng Xiaotian's eyes widened. Huo Wu, beside him, also scratched her head in confusion.
The two deans nodded slightly and immediately followed Shui Wen to the center of the venue, cupping their hands towards Bibi Dong and saying:
"Pope, thanks to the Young Master's favor, our three academies are willing to be governed by Spirit Hall!"
Immediately after, the three of them took out the lists of available resources for their respective academies. Shui Wen raised her head and said loudly: "The Pope shows compassion for ordinary Soul Masters and even distributes welfare widely. Our three academies are wholeheartedly convinced. This list contains all the resources currently available to the academies. We hope Your Holiness will accept them~"
"We hope Your Holiness will accept them~" Fire Blazing and the other lowered their heads together, holding the academy resource lists in their hands.
"Oh?~" Bibi Dong's eyes lit up. After glancing at Qian Feng, she floated forward with a smile to stand before the three deans. Her left hand emitted Soul Power to help the three of them up, and she said with a smile:
"It's a good thing that the three deans are willing to join Spirit Hall. I will accept this list~ At the same time, the future disciples of the three academies can receive higher Spirit Hall Soul Master subsidies each month, and they can also come to our Spirit Hall to cultivate after graduation!"
"Thank you, Your Holiness!" Shui Wen was overjoyed and immediately said: "Since Your Holiness has agreed, the three of us will return to our academies immediately after the elite tournament ceremony to inform the students of such good news~"
"Heh heh, please do as you wish." Every move of Bibi Dong displayed the aura of a ruler. She then floated back to the high platform, a smile playing on her lips.
Shui Wen turned around and whispered to Qian Feng as she passed by: "Young Master, don't worry, Bing'er's cultivation is going very smoothly."
"That's good!" Qian Feng nodded lightly. The three deans immediately moved to the side of the venue, leaving the central position for the "champion team."
Bibi Dong was in high Spirits. She raised her right hand, and Yue Guan stepped forward with a smile and said: "Students and teachers, don't rush back. You can tour Spirit City these few days. All expenses will be borne by our Spirit Hall!"
"Yay!" After all, they were a group of young boys and girls, always attracted by fun.
While it was so lively and harmonious, a somewhat harsh voice echoed from the steps of Spirit Hall.
"Tsk tsk tsk, without my Shrek team present, your victory and defeat seem rather boring~"
A sharp voice pierced through, followed by a viscous, blood-red Soul Power spreading towards the venue.
Everyone's gaze turned towards the person speaking, who was slowly walking up the steps. Qian Feng frowned, stood in front of Qian Renxue, and was inwardly shocked:
"Why is he here?!"
Yu Xiaogang was still wearing a purple robe. His eyebrows were outlined with a few red lines, and combined with his full beard, he looked somewhat eerie.
With a smile on his lips, his figure flickered step by step, reaching the top. With his hands behind his back, he surveyed the crowd. The seven Soul Rings on his body floated up together.
"How is that possible? It's only been this long?! How did Yu Xiaogang reach the Soul Saint level!" Qian Feng gasped. Even Bibi Dong on the high platform was shocked, and she said in surprise:
"Elder Yu Xiaogang, why have you come to Spirit Hall at this time?"
"Oh dear~ My Dong'er, did you miss me! By the way, I came here to regain some face!" Yu Xiaogang formed an orchid finger with his right hand, took something from his embrace, and threw it into the air.
Then he used his Soul Power to shatter that thing.
"Hmph, Yu Xiaogang, what do you mean by destroying the Offering token?!" Bibi Dong's scepter struck the ground, and terrifying Soul Power spread out in visible waves of light.
Destroying the Offering token of Spirit Hall in front of so many people, wasn't this damaging the dignity of Spirit Hall!
Unexpectedly, Yu Xiaogang wasn't afraid at all. He looked at Bibi Dong with an aggressive gaze and said: "Dong'er, we separated too early back then, and there are too many intimate things we haven't done yet~ Hehehe, are you willing to follow me, along with Liu Erlong?"
"You, what madness are you speaking!" Bibi Dong snorted coldly. A massive Soul Power shot towards Yu Xiaogang, but it dispersed as it approached him.
Her eyes were full of anger, and she was trying her best to suppress her emotions.
"Heh heh~ Before, I was stuck with a useless Martial Soul, so I could only engage in that false scholarship and shamelessly use your resources! But now, I have received a blessing from the Lord. I have already reached level seventy Soul Power! And becoming a Titled Douluo is not difficult either, Bibi Dong! Hand over Spirit Hall to me, be my woman, and serve me together with Liu Erlong!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice was sharp with a hint of anger. He continued: "You were originally my women, heh heh. You shouldn't be standing against me!"
Bibi Dong looked at his distorted appearance, and the last bit of beautiful memory in her heart was shattered. She closed her eyes and sighed, asking: "What happened to you?"
"What happened? I gained a blessing from a misfortune~ Hahaha, without those two pounds of extra flesh on my body, I instead gained a more profound power! Bibi Dong~ I'll ask you again, are you willing to serve me together with Liu Erlong!"
"Presumptuous!" Qian Feng snorted coldly. This Yu Xiaogang was becoming more and more arrogant, actually flirting with his Mother? He immediately stepped forward and attacked the other party.
But at this moment, a figure was faster than him: "I'll go!"
Yue Guan snorted coldly. His Soul Power transformed into a chrysanthemum, which he pushed forward with his palm towards Yu Xiaogang!
Unexpectedly, Yu Xiaogang did not dodge or evade. He didn't even make any movement, allowing Yue Guan's palm to strike his chest.
"Heh heh~ If you're not willing, then you can only kneel and beg the Blood Fiend Haotian Douluo to spare you~" Yu Xiaogang laughed sharply, and his figure dispersed into a mist of blood.
"Hmph, what nonsense~ His voice is even more affected than mine!" Yue Guan snorted coldly, while also feeling somewhat surprised by the other party's exaggerated speed.
A level seventy Soul Saint actually dodged his palm?
Although Yue Guan didn't use his full strength, that move just now, even a normal Soul Douluo wouldn't be able to dodge it!
At this moment, the situation changed drastically. A vast blood cloud gathered above Spirit Hall.
Qian Feng's heart skipped a beat. An unprecedented sense of crisis arose, and he shouted to the crowd: "Everyone who is not from Spirit Hall, quickly get down the mountain!"
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