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Shrek Academy, thanks to Tang San's outstanding performance and the team's tacit cooperation, overcame all obstacles.
Despite occasional internal conflicts, the team successfully advanced thanks to their strong individual skills.
As the host, the Tiandou Royal Soul Master Academy possesses profound resources and naturally lived up to expectations.
Finally, after several rounds of fierce competition, the four finalist teams were officially determined: Barak Academy, Shrek Academy, the three academies joint team, and Tiandou Royal Soul Master Academy.
The tournament organizing committee quickly announced the follow-up arrangements: the four finalist teams will travel to Wuhun City a week later to participate in the final competition.
As the headquarters of the Spirit Hall, Spirit City is not only a holy land for spirit masters on the continent, but also the location of the most powerful forces. The fact that the finals can be held there is enough to show the high level of this competition.
The news caused an uproar throughout Tiandou City.
Everyone is looking forward to the ultimate showdown in Wuhun City a week from now, speculating which team will ultimately win the championship.
Xue Tianxing looked at the competition schedule in his hand, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
He knew that the real challenge was just beginning.
Shrek Academy, with Tang San's protagonist aura, boasts a powerful combined team, while the Tiandou Royal Soul Master Academy possesses a profound foundation; neither team should be underestimated.
But he was not afraid; on the contrary, he was full of anticipation—after all, so far, there hadn't been a single match that required Xue Tianxing to take action himself.
"See you in Wuhun City in a week."
Xue Tianxing spoke confidently to Shui Bing'er and the others beside him, then continued:
"This time, we must win the championship and make the name of Barak Academy remembered throughout the entire continent!"
Shui Bing'er and the others nodded in agreement, their eyes also filled with fighting spirit.
After being honed through so many matches, they are no longer the small team that needed Liu Tianfeng's protection, but have grown into a strong team capable of standing on their own.
They have the confidence and the ability to shine brightly in the finals of Wuhun City.
The next morning, the area outside the gates of Tiandou City was unusually lively.
The teams from Shrek Academy, Barak Academy, the Joint Team, and the Tiandou Royal Soul Master Academy, arranged by the tournament organizing committee, slowly made their way towards Wuhun City in their uniquely decorated carriages.
The atmosphere inside the carriage was very relaxed—Tang San and Dai Mubai from Shrek Academy were discussing their next tactics.
Although Huo Wu and Yu Tianxin from the joint team were still arguing about their previous teamwork, their tone was less confrontational and more filled with anticipation for the finals.
The students of the Tiandou Royal Soul Master Academy gathered together, excitedly discussing the legends of Martial Soul City.
Inside the carriage at Barak Academy, Shui Bing'er leaned against the window, enjoying the scenery along the way, and occasionally chatting with Shui Yue'er beside her.
Cao Qing closed his eyes to rest and silently circulated his soul power to recover his condition; Dugu Yan held a delicate little box containing the antidote pills that Dugu Bo had prepared for her; Oscar and Ning Rongrong also came over and discussed with Xue Tianxing the opponents they might encounter in the finals.
"Tianxing, do you think we'll see the Pope of the Spirit Hall at the Spirit City finals?"
Oscar asked curiously, his eyes full of anticipation—he had never seen the Pope in person before.
Xue Tianxing smiled and replied:
"Probably. As the organizer, the Spirit Hall will definitely send a heavyweight to support the event. Moreover, I heard that the Pope's disciple is also on the Spirit Hall's team this time, so the Pope will probably come to watch."
Just as everyone was chatting and laughing, the carriage slowly drove into a canyon.
The canyon is flanked by towering cliffs, and sunlight can only filter through the gaps, giving the canyon a somewhat eerie feel.
Xue Tianxing's relaxed body tensed instantly, his eyes became alert, and his gaze swept across the cliffs on both sides of the canyon—this was the place where Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo ambushed Tang San in the original novel!
Although the current plot has changed a lot because of his intervention, Xue Tianxing dared not gamble—the Spirit Hall's killing intent towards Tang San has never diminished, especially after Yu Xiaogang went to Spirit City. No one knows whether Bibi Dong will make the same decision as in the original story and send a Title Douluo to ambush Tang San.
Shui Bing'er noticed Xue Tianxing's unusual behavior. She lowered the curtains and asked softly:
"Tianxing, what's wrong? Ever since we entered the canyon, you've been staring straight outside. Is something amiss?"
Xue Tianxing turned his head, gave Shui Bing'er a reassuring smile, and said:
"It's nothing. I just think the terrain of this canyon is too special - towering cliffs on both sides and a narrow road in the middle, making it an excellent ambush location."
I'm worried that some foolish person might try to harm us on this road.
Shui Bing'er followed Xue Tianxing's gaze to the window, carefully observed the terrain of the canyon, and then nodded:
"Now that you mention it, this place is indeed quite suitable for an ambush."
"But you don't need to worry too much. We're going to the Spirit Hall to participate in the Continental Soul Master Tournament, representing the honor of our respective academies. Even if someone wants to make a move, they'll have to consider the Spirit Hall's attitude. No one should dare to be so bold."
As she spoke, she gently patted Xue Tianxing's hand, signaling him to relax.
Xue Tianxing smiled and didn't say anything more, but his vigilance didn't relax at all—he knew the Spirit Hall's style of doing things all too well. In order to achieve their goals, they never cared about so-called "honor" and "rules".
Xue Tianxing's concerns were soon confirmed.
On a huge rock above the canyon, two figures stood quietly, watching the carriage slowly moving below.
One of them was dressed in a yellow robe, with a fair complexion and a strange smile always on his lips. He held a golden chrysanthemum in his hand. He was none other than Yue Guan, the Chrysanthemum Douluo of the Spirit Hall.
The other person was dressed in a black robe, with a thin figure, and seemed to blend into the shadows. Only a pair of cold eyes could be seen. It was Ghost Douluo, Ghost Phantom.
"Old Ghost, do you think His Holiness the Pope is being too cautious this time? They're just two greenhorns; did it really require two Title Douluos like us to personally intervene?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan toyed with the chrysanthemum in his hand, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.
Ghost Douluo's voice was as hoarse as a ghost's:
"Her Holiness the Pope has her own considerations. That Tang San is not only Tang Hao's son, but also possesses twin martial souls. If such a person grows up, he will surely become a great threat to our Spirit Hall;
As for Xue Tianxing, he reached the Soul Emperor level at the age of fifteen, his talent even surpassing Tang San's. More importantly, he dared to attack that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang. You know the Pope; if he turned Yu Xiaogang into… that, His Majesty the Pope will never let him off.