Bab 199: Country Bumpkins
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Martial Spirit City.
This was a majestic and imposing city. Tall buildings stood tall like mountains, and the flow of people was as vast as the sea. Flowers bloomed like brocade, and it was extraordinarily lively. It was even more glorious and luxurious than the imperial city of an empire.
The arena for the Soul Master finals was located in front of the Pontiff's Palace. It was an incomparably vast plaza that could accommodate 100,000 people. The arena was made of huge stones, about ten meters long and several meters wide. A total of ten huge stone arenas were placed in the center of the plaza. It was majestic.
A total of 32 teams were participating in the Soul Master finals this time. There were originally 33 teams, but due to the merger of the first and second teams of the Emperor Team, the number of teams participating in the finals was reduced by one, leaving only 32 teams.
Those who could pass through the layers of selections and fight their way into the finals were all elite teams from all over the continent. Every team was strong and couldn't be underestimated.
The finals format was completely different from the qualifiers and promotion rounds. It was no longer a round-robin system where teams took turns to fight and accumulated points to select the final champion. Instead, it was a more cruel elimination format.
Teams would fight one-on-one, the loser would be eliminated, and the winner would advance. Every team only had one chance. If they lost, they had no chance of becoming the champion of this year's Soul Master Tournament, and there would be no second chance.
Although it was a little cruel, it was different from the tedious system of taking turns in the past. It was straightforward to determine the winner and loser, avoiding the audience's visual fatigue and making the competition more exciting.
The sun rose from the east in the morning, and the vast sky was boundless. Thousands of white clouds were endless, birds were soaring, and eagles were spreading their wings. It was a harmonious and beautiful scene.
The finals of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament.
It finally started on a sunny day.
"It's starting, it's finally starting, the Soul Master finals."
"Wow. I'm so excited."
"I don't know who will be the champion this year. I'm looking forward to it."
Looking around, I saw that the oval-shaped arena was already filled. The hundreds of thousands of spectators were enthusiastic like a tide, and their applause soared into the sky. The entire arena was a boiling cauldron of voices.
The Soul Master finals monopolized the geniuses from all over the world. It was a grand occasion that far surpassed the qualifiers and promotion rounds. It could be considered the continent's number one great event, attracting countless people to watch.
This was a true battle between dragons and tigers to fight for the only champion's throne.
Being the champion of the Soul Master Tournament could be said to be the greatest honor for the younger generation. The team that won the championship would not only be rewarded with three precious soul bones, but they would also be famous throughout the world. They would be valued by various large organizations and receive countless benefits.
Fame, wealth, power, and glory.
These were all things that countless people dreamed of.
Now, at this moment.
If he wanted to reach the heavens in a single bound and obtain the things he had always dreamed of, there was a shortcut right in front of him — becoming the champion of the Soul Master Tournament.
Currently, three teams are popular for the championship. They were Spirit Hall Team, Star Luo Royal Team, and … Emperor Team.
The Martial Soul Hall had always been among the most popular teams in the Soul Master Tournament.
Of course, because the finals were held in Martial Spirit City and the fact that the Martial Spirit Hall had always been the champion of the Soul Master Tournament, no one had been able to shake their position for a full twenty years.
Therefore, the Martial Spirit Palace Team was the uncrowned king of this year. Even if the Star Luo Team, the Emperor Team, and more than 20 other teams were added together, their popularity and support couldn't compare to the Spirit Hall Team.
After all, they had the home-field advantage.
Furthermore, the Spirit Hall Team needed to live up to its reputation. They were truly powerful. This year's Spirit Hall Team was rumored to be the most outstanding golden generation. They were known as the strongest geniuses in the history of the Spirit Hall. They had even produced a Soul King.
The audience was highly excited. They were very much looking forward to the tournament that was about to begin.
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"Phew. Luckily, we made it in time."
An hour before the tournament began, a team covered in dewdrops and dust, with messy hair and tattered clothes, hurried into the finals' arena.
This team was the Heaven Dou Academy's team.
Fang Xuan's team had been ambushed on the way and delayed for a long time. They had rushed over day and night and finally arrived at the finals arena when the tournament began.
However, because they had rushed over, many hadn't had time to change their clothes or wash their faces. They were covered in dust and looked extremely miserable.
Even great beauties like Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan had been covered in dust. Their faces were covered in dirt, and no one took a second look at them.
This team with messy hair and dusty clothes walking into the finals' arena was like a group of beggars who had mistakenly barged into the palace. Immediately, countless mocking voices were heard.
"Hehe, why do those fellows look so miserable? Which backwater country bumpkin team is this? How can they participate in the finals like this?"
"I'm dying of laughter. Did they just roll over from a muddy ditch?"
"Eh, these people are so dirty and smelly. They're so annoying."
The ridicule that covered the sky and covered the earth sounded out from all directions, but the eyes of Fang Xuan's group were firm, and their expressions were calm. They turned a deaf ear to the surrounding ridicule and walked towards the arena with giant strides.
They had just gone through a life-and-death battle not long ago, and they had been in a hurry all this time. Although they looked a little wretched and were completely different from the well-dressed noble students, their strength had improved significantly through the baptism of blood and fire. Their mental state had been refined, and they were as steady as Mount Tai.
Fang Xuan's team was evident on this point and utterly indifferent to the mockery around them. After the Heaven Dou Academy entered the arena, the Shrek Academy, the Blazing Academy, the GodWind Academy, and the Skywater Academy followed closely behind.
These teams from the Heaven Dou Empire were also dressed in ragged clothes, and their faces were covered in dust. They looked extremely miserable, and many people sneered at them when they entered the arena. However, everyone turned a blind eye to the mockery. Only they knew in their hearts what dangers and dangers they had faced along the way. It wasn't something that these sheltered flowers could understand.
Under countless mocking gazes, Fang Xuan's team quietly passed through the center of the arena and rushed toward the Heaven Dou Academy's resting area. They were going to rest there and tidy up their clothes.
But just as they were about to enter the resting area, a group of noble academy students wearing purple robes rushed to the entrance of the resting area and blocked Fang Xuan and the rest of the Heaven Dou Academy students.
"Hahahaha, this is the Heaven Dou Empire's Royal Academy this year? They're actually in such a wretched state. They look like a bunch of beggars. How ridiculous"
The leader of this group of purple-robed students was a noble youth with an arrogant demeanor. He crossed his arms and blocked the path of Fang Xuan's team. He deliberately mocked, "You have ruined the Heaven Dou Empire's reputation. Why don't you withdraw from the competition as soon as possible? Save us the trouble of cleaning you up in the arena and dirtying our hands."
The purple-robed nobles laughed as they looked at Fang Xuan's team with mockery.
"Scram"
Fang Xuan's face was expressionless. He raised his fist, and the force in his body exploded. His fist tore through the air and smashed into the noble youth's face, sending him flying.
"Ah…"
The noble youth screamed miserably. His nose was broken, and blood spurted everywhere as he flew out in a sorry state.
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