Pope's Hall, Council Great Hall.
Pope Bibi Dong sat upright on the main seat, with Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo standing on either side of her. Standing before them were the seven team members representing Spirit Hall Academy in the competition.
Xie Yue, Yan, and Hu Liena stood at the very front.
While the Royal Fight Team was discussing their tactics for the final, Spirit Hall was not idle either.
"Did you all understand what I just said?" Bibi Dong said indifferently.
"Understood, Your Excellency Pope." Despite being the Golden Generation, Xie Yue and the others didn't dare to show any arrogance in front of Bibi Dong, answering with extreme respect.
Bibi Dong coldly said, "Today, Jun Tianlin faced the Spirit Avatar of the Clear Sky Hammer head-on. Although he won, he must be suffering. In tomorrow's match, his threat level has greatly decreased. As long as you follow the original plan and further restrict him, it shouldn't be difficult for you to defeat him with Demon Charm. As for the others, if you fight with true strength, they are no match for you at all, including that Soul King Gu Ran."
"Yes," the seven replied.
Ghost Douluo Gui Mei's somewhat low voice sounded from beside the Pope, "You should know what this competition means. It's not just an opportunity for you to become famous, but also symbolizes the ownership of three Spirit Bones. As the host, Spirit Hall cannot take back these three Spirit Bones if you really lose. With the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family, as well as so many advanced Soul Master Academies watching, we absolutely cannot go back on our word. This is a reward for you, but also pressure. If you lose, you know what the consequences will be."
Hearing this, all seven of them shuddered. They understood how ruthless Gui Mei's character was. If they lost tomorrow, they would be skinned alive even if they didn't die.
Both Academies, each with the belief that they absolutely could not lose, spent a heavy-hearted night.
The next morning, after everyone had breakfast, they gathered at the entrance of the Inn. Qin Ming's gaze swept over the seven who would be competing today, "Although I trust in your strength, remember, if things are impossible, safety should be the priority."
"Yes, don't worry, Teacher Qin, we, Royal Fight, will win!"
"Very good, let's go." Qin Ming walked at the very front, leading his strongest team towards the final battlefield.
The sunlight brought golden brilliance to the Pope's Palace, and everyone's gaze became solemn. Watching the Royal Fight eleven step by step up the stone steps, the air seemed to become heavy.
The Pope, Ning Fengzhi, who had watched the battle yesterday, and several Titled Douluo were already seated. The three Spirit Bones, as rewards, quietly lay in the red brocade plate on the side, releasing a faint halo.
The Spirit Hall Academy team stood there silently, a strong and cold killing intent like a sharp blade directly approaching Royal Fight. Even under this immense pressure, Royal Fight's pace of climbing the mountain did not slow down in the slightest. Were they afraid of Spirit Hall Academy? Although the competition had not yet begun, the confrontation between the two sides had already begun.
"All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament Finals, both teams prepare, the competition will begin in a quarter of an hour!"
After the referee announced, the two teams prepared separately.
Spirit Hall really sent out their strongest lineup, the Golden Generation, and the Brilliant Gold Scepter were all there.
But the Royal Fight side was completely unexpected.
Vice-Captain Dugu Yan did not play, and the two agility-attack type Soul Masters, Oslo and Yu Feng, did not play either.
Apart from Yu Tianheng, Gu Ran, and Tianlin standing at the very front, only the Shi Brothers stood in front of Huan Yin and Ye Lingling.
Everyone was very strange. This was definitely not the strongest lineup of Royal Fight. What was that level forty-something Huan Yin? With her strength, could she be of use in this competition? Was it worth Royal Fight giving up Dugu Yan, who could launch a Spirit Fusion Skill with Yu Tianheng?
And there wasn't even an agility-attack type, Royal Fight wasn't planning to cut the back row?
It should be known that the support in the back row of Spirit Hall was not a second-rate character like Star Luo, the Brilliant Gold Scepter, that was enough to rival the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda! "What an arrogant Royal Fight Team, do they think we are the same as their previous opponents?" Yan said angrily.
"Don't worry, Yan, since Royal Fight admits defeat themselves, we will fulfill them." Xie Yue's eyes were also filled with coldness.
After saying that, the Spirit Hall Golden Generation released their Spirits at the same time, uniformly two yellow, two purple, and one black, three Soul Kings, two at level fifty-three, and Hu Liena was far above level fifty-four, estimated to be close to fifty-five. Moreover, the members behind the three were all Soul Ancestors above level forty-six, indicating the strength of their Spirit Hall Academy.
"Admit defeat? Before saying this, you better see clearly first, brothers, activate Spirits!" Yu Tianheng shouted loudly.
Royal Fight did not lag behind, and all activated their Spirits. The first three, Gu Ran and Yu Tianheng, were also two yellow, two purple, and one black, coupled with Tianlin's one yellow, two purple, and two black, also three Soul Kings, but they looked even more dazzling than Spirit Hall Academy.
"How is that possible? This Yu Tianheng only broke through to level 50 the day before yesterday. In two days, and he didn't even leave Spirit City, where did this ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring come from?" Questions arose from the audience.
The Spirit Hall Academy side also couldn't believe it.
"Calm down, everyone. It doesn't matter how Yu Tianheng obtained the Spirit Ring. He's just a newly advanced Soul King, and there's still a gap between his Soul Power and ours," Hu Liena said coldly.
As expected of the Pope's disciple, even with three Soul Kings on the opposing side, she remained unfazed.
If others were surprised by Yu Tianheng, the Titled Douluo present were completely shocked by Tianlin.
Including Spirit Hall's Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and Bibi Dong, although they had noticed when Tianlin clashed with Tang San yesterday that Tianlin's true Soul Power wasn't level 52 as Salas had said, but vaguely above level 56. After all, Tianlin's concealment ability couldn't completely deceive Titled Douluo above level 95, it could only slightly interfere with their judgment.
Today, Tianlin no longer concealed his strength and unleashed it fully. They then discovered that his Soul Power had already reached the peak of level 58, infinitely close to level 59.
This talent is far superior to the Golden Generation.
The Golden Generation are almost six years older than him. By the time Tianlin reaches their age, he might be on the verge of breaking through to Soul Sage.
Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan unconsciously felt a sense of sorrow, a 'why did you have to be born if I was already here' kind of feeling. They considered themselves peerless geniuses capable of suppressing an era, but who would have thought that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would produce someone even more terrifying?
Someone who could even suppress their era in return. They could be said to have been born at the wrong time.
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