"It is currently the competition period. To avoid becoming a laughingstock in front of the younger generation."
"I, Ning, am not particularly talented, but I still hope both sides will give our Seven Treasure Glazed Sect some face. If there are grievances to settle, how about deciding them after the competition concludes?"
Ning Fengzhi spoke while holding up the Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda, its colorful luster shining down.
The martial souls of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo reached a level of interweaving and reflecting each other, the three martial souls faintly resonating in harmony.
A faint, illusory image appeared behind them.
It was a giant, hazy figure, its features indistinct.
But the pressure it emitted was something even Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen had to treat with caution.
"Martial Soul Fusion Resonance, it's truly something to be envious of!" Qian Daoliu couldn't help but sigh with emotion as he looked at the sword Dao illusion.
Achieving a Martial Soul Fusion Technique is not easy; it requires not only tacit understanding but also a great deal of luck.
Otherwise, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo wouldn't be so highly valued.
It's just that their Martial Soul Fusion Technique has the drawbacks of being too slow to activate and lacking offensive power, which somewhat tarnishes the reputation of a Title Douluo-level Martial Soul Fusion Technique.
Two Level 98 Title Douluos, plus the connection provided by Ning Fengzhi, the possessor of the strongest support.
The strength of this three-in-one Martial Soul Fusion Technique was something even Qian Daoliu wasn't confident about facing head-on.
"In that case, I will give Sect Leader Ning and the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect some face."
Qian Daoliu sighed, his gaze sweeping towards Tang Chen, who held the Asura God's Sword.
"Hmph, I will also give Sect Leader Ning some face."
Tang Chen suppressed his urge to fight. His purpose for coming this time was originally to watch the competition, and he didn't want to have a reckless battle with Qian Daoliu either.
Coupled with the fact that he hadn't fully recovered from the incident in the Slaughter City, his chances of winning against Qian Daoliu were slim.
But the pride of the Clear Sky Sect did not allow him to show deference to Qian Daoliu.
Since the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect was willing to step in and was also one of the members of the organizing committee.
He would give them some face.
Tang Chen was the first to retract his soul rings, then signaled to the Clear Sky Sect elder beside him.
Once Tang Chen's side cooled their anger, Qian Daoliu also waved his hand, telling his people to stand down.
"Whew—" Seeing the two sides stop, Ning Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
Indeed, just as Ning Rongrong had predicted.
Neither side actually wanted to fight!
Otherwise, the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect couldn't have played the peacemaker. Although their Martial Soul Fusion Technique was powerful,
It wasn't long-lasting!
That's right, he, Ning Fengzhi, wasn't strong enough.
He was, after all, only a Soul Douluo. Serving as the link for a Martial Soul Fusion Technique between two Level 98 Title Douluos.
He might be drained after just one use.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo also put away their martial souls and descended to the ground.
The previously tense situation that was on the verge of exploding calmed down strangely.
As for Bi Ji who had appeared, she didn't say anything, nor did she demand accountability from the Clear Sky Sect.
She had come out just to make an appearance and directly returned to the VIP room of Blazing Wind Academy.
The members affiliated with the Worship Hall of Spirit Hall stepped aside.
The competition was presided over by the Pope's Hall; the供奉 (Elders) of the Worship Hall only served as supervisors.
Bibi Dong stood on the high platform, releasing the pressure of a Limit Douluo.
"The finals of the Continental Soul Master Advanced Academy Competition, the tournament to advance from the top 8 to the top 4, officially begin today."
"Each morning and afternoon, one match will be held every other day, until the final champion, runner-up, and third place are decided."
"After the semifinals determine the top four, each team will have one chance at redemption in a loser's bracket match."
"Detailed rule information sheets have been sent by staff to the teachers of each team."
"Please carefully review them to avoid misunderstandings."
After speaking, Bibi Dong signaled to a Cardinal Bishop, who brought out the registration form with the completed draw.
Bibi Dong glanced at it and said:
"This morning's match: Spirit Hall Academy vs. Thunder Academy."
"This afternoon's match: Shrek Academy vs. Canghui Academy."
"The morning match the day after tomorrow: Blazing Wind Academy vs. Royal Beast Academy."
"The afternoon match the day after tomorrow: Glazed Academy vs. Plant Academy."
Bibi Dong paused briefly before continuing:
"These eight teams will enter the top four within three days. Following that, will be the contest for the championship, runner-up, and third place."
There weren't many significant objections to the bracket for the top 8 to top 4 matches.
A 100,000-year soul bone was enough to placate any concerns about rule changes.
Moreover, with so many eyes watching! If Spirit Hall lost, could they possibly renege?
"Ah... It seems it ends here for us!"
In the VIP room, Yu Yuanzhen couldn't help but sigh.
Not only was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect inferior in strength, but even the younger generation still lagged significantly behind the "New Top Three Sects."
Yu Yuanzhen patted Yu Tianxin's shoulder.
"Tianxin! Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Just do your best."
"Yes, Grandfather."
Yu Tianxin nodded seriously.
Through half a year of hard work, Yu Tianxin had surpassed the former Yu Tianheng and reached Level 45.
But even so, coupled with Dragonification, he probably still wasn't a match for Spirit Hall's team.
"Let's go, everyone!"
"For the glory of Thunder Academy."
Yu Tianxin took the lead, heading towards the competition arena with the Thunder Academy team.
At that moment, on the other side.
"Later, you all don't need to make a move." Qian Renxue said calmly. "I will handle them."
"Captain, you..." Xie Yue looked surprised.
Normally, Qian Renxue wouldn't appear until the finals, so why...
"I dislike the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, that's all!"
The members of the Spirit Hall team looked at each other.
"Is this alright?" Hu Liena asked worriedly. "Teacher over there..."
"She won't mind. If anything happens, I'll explain it to her."
Qian Renxue had little interest in the Soul Master Tournament. If it weren't for Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu wanting her to participate, she couldn't be bothered with this sort of thing.
It was purely bullying children.
Qian Renxue was the first to step onto the competition stage, followed by the rest of the Spirit Hall Academy team.
The Spirit Hall team had also participated in the previous final round matches.
So their strength was well known to everyone: Yan, and Hu Liena were all Soul King-level experts, while the remaining four members were all Soul Ancestors, each above Level 45.
Meaning, every one of them was at least as high level as Yu Tianxin.
The moment Qian Renxue stepped onto the stage, she attracted the attention of everyone present.
Unlike Gu Yuena, who deliberately concealed her appearance, Qian Renxue didn't hide anything this time.
Being hailed as the number one beauty among humans in the Douluo Continent held considerable weight.
Especially her aloof and holy aura.
It immediately drew exclamations of admiration from the soul masters present, and from audiences watching the broadcast through soul guide screens across the continent.
"Wow, who is that beautiful woman? She's so pretty!" soul masters in the audience seats already exclaimed.
"I am Qian Renxue, captain of the Spirit Hall team. For this match, I will be your opponent."
As soon as Qian Renxue finished speaking, Yu Tianxin's brows furrowed.
He didn't quite understand the meaning behind her words.
But as a possessor of the top-tier beast martial soul, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, he could sense a faint pressure.
A strong opponent, absolutely strong.
Perhaps even stronger than the three Soul Kings of Spirit Hall Academy.
In the VIP room, Yu Yuanzhen stood up abruptly, a look of shock and horror on his face.
"How could it be her? This is impossible!"