Bab 211: 3 Soul Bones
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"This person … is most likely invincible."
Everyone sighed with emotion. Fang Xuan's performance was too stunning. He defeated Fire Dance, Feng Xiaotian, and the other geniuses from the various academies with just one slash. His momentum was like a rainbow, and his sharpness was oppressive.
It would not be easy to find a match among the younger generation. Some people guessed that no one else would be able to stop Fang Xuan other than the Spirit Hall. These two super-strong teams, the Spirit Hall and the Heaven Dou Academy, would have a bloody final battle.
Since the Emperor Team defeated the new GodWind Team, the other teams started their matches. The Soul Master finals were in full swing. Around evening, the orange-red glow of the sunset dyed the horizon red. The sun quietly set from the West Mountains. After an intense day of competition, the curtains finally ended.
Ultimately, the Spirit Hall defeated the Netherworld Team, the Shrek Team defeated the Ice Wolf Team, and the Titan Team defeated the Phoenix Team. The top four teams were announced.
They were the Spirit Hall Team, the Emperor Team, the Shrek Team, and the Titan Team.
These four teams were strong and had fought their way out of the finals. Each of them was powerful and talented. They were the elites' elites, and thus, they were the focus of attention.
… …
Pontiff's Palace.
This was a majestic palace made of jade. The snow-white walls were carved with exquisite angel patterns, and the golden roof seemed to be made of gold. From afar, it was majestic and glorious. It could be called the world's most majestic palace.
Two divine statues were placed at the entrance of the palace. They held a spear and a shield. Their outlines were resolute and filled with a sacred and majestic aura.
The following day, the fourth round of the Soul Master finals, the highly anticipated battle between the top four, was finally held in the plaza before the Pontiff's Palace. The orange sunlight shone down from the sky, covering the vast square with golden light. The competition had yet to start, but the arena was packed with people. Looking around, there was a sea of people. The audience was filled to the brim, and the number of people was as high as thirty thousand.
If it were in the past, the arena would be noisy. However, the stadium today was peaceful. It was so soft that … not a single sound could be heard. The tens of thousands of spectators looked solemn and solemn. They were silent and pious as they looked at the majestic and luxurious Pontiff's Palace as if quietly waiting for something.
The red-robed bishop in charge of the competition, the contestants from the significant academies, and the judges on the jury were all silent. Everyone looked at the Pontiff's Palace with unprecedented seriousness. As far as the eye could see, the vast square filled with tens of thousands of people was tranquil.
"Boom"
Finally, the tightly shut golden doors of the Pope's Palace slowly opened, and a graceful and elegant figure walked out. Everyone's heart was in their throats, and their eyes began to emit a light of excitement.
It was a beautiful woman who looked to be in her twenties. She wore a black and gold dragon robe and a jade crown on her head. Hundreds of pearls and gems were engraved on her gorgeous robe, making her look noble and holy like an empress had descended.
This person was the Spirit Hall's Pontiff, Bibi Dong.
"Hooray! Long live His Holiness the Pope."
As soon as the supreme female pontiff appeared, the entire place boiled with excitement. Countless fanatical cheers and shouts rang out from all directions like a tsunami. In an instant, the Pontiff as a whole's Palace was drowned in the sound waves.
The Spirit Hall had a pivotal position in the Douluo Continent. It was spread all over the world. Whether it was a powerful empire or a weak duchy, as well as remote mountainous areas, there were traces of the Spirit Hall. Therefore, in the eyes of the public, the Spirit Hall was akin to a holy temple.
Right now, in Spirit City, the central hinterland of the Spirit Hall, Her Holiness the Pope was undoubtedly the most prestigious and most loved person here. Countless people respected and yearned for her.
"She is indeed a demoness who brings disaster to the country and the people …"
Fang Xuan looked at the beautiful figure walking out of the Pontiff's Palace and couldn't help but criticize in his heart. No wonder many nerds in his previous life fell in love with Her Holiness the Pope. They didn't hesitate to go bankrupt to bet on her. She was indeed excellent. However, who would have thought this noble and beautiful female pontiff sister was over forty years old …?
As Bibi Dong walked out of the Pontiff's Palace, the Ghost Douluo and the Chrysanthemum Douluo, the two elders of the Martial Spirit Hall, followed closely behind. Fang Xuan saw Ning Fengzhi, the Sword Douluo, the Bone Douluo, and Dugu Bo in the first echelon.
Those who could follow Her Holiness in the first echelon were all-powerful, Titled Douluos. Ning Fengzhi wasn't a Titled Douluo, but he was the sect master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, one of the top three sects. His status was noble and distinguished. Naturally, he was qualified to sit on the same level as Bibi Dong.
When Bibi Dong and the others appeared in front of everyone, three thousand Palace Knights in golden armor ran out simultaneously from the corridors on both sides. They lined up along the entrance of the Pontiff's Palace to the arena's exit. The heavily guarded stadium made the Pontiff's Palace more dignified and solemn. No one dared to cause trouble.
The top four teams had been waiting in line for a long time, waiting for Her Holiness to announce the final battle.
"Everyone, listen up. Bow to Her Holiness"
Standing on the stage, the Red Robe glanced at the countless teams coldly. The Pontiff of the Spirit Hall was more honorable than the emperor. Therefore, when the academies met the Pontiff of the Spirit Hall, they had to kneel and bow to him.
Below the stage, the powerful teams from all over the world knelt without hesitation. Even the Spirit Hall and the Titan teams got down on one knee and bowed sincerely to Bibi Dong. Only the Emperor Team and the Shrek Team didn't kneel.
"How dare you disrespect Her Holiness," the Red Robe bellowed. He glanced at Fang Xuan and the others coldly. The seven soul rings around him were faintly discernible. The Red Robe unleashed his strength as a Soul Sage. Like a ferocious beast, the Red Robe crushed Fang Xuan and the others.
"Hmm," Fang Xuan narrowed his eyes. He turned a deaf ear to the Red Robe Bishop's threat. The blood in his veins began to boil. His entire body ignited with golden Soul Power flames. He was about to resist the Soul Sage's aura. Suddenly, a calm and dignified voice rang out. The Red Robe Bishop's aura instantly receded like the tide.
"Forget it."
Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes shone with extraordinary splendor. Looking at Fang Xuan emotionlessly, she said gently, "You must be Fang Xuan. As a prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, you don't have to kneel to me. As for you, you must be Tang San." Then, she turned her gaze to Tang San and said,
"For the sake of your teacher, I'll spare you from kneeling."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned. They expected Her Holiness to be more challenging-going. She forgave Fang Xuan, Tang San, and the others for their rudeness and didn't pursue the matter.
"Everyone, please rise."
A faint smile appeared on Bibi Dong's beautiful face. She gently raised her hand. Everyone who was kneeling on the ground slowly stood up. Their attitudes were very respectful as they quietly listened to Her Holiness's lecture.
In front of the Pope's Palace, in the VIP seats. Bibi Dong stood in the VIP seats. Her beautiful face was full of dignity. She scanned the countless people below and suddenly said, "All of you are the most outstanding geniuses on the continent. You have gone through untold hardships to come to the Soul Master Finals. I am very pleased to see all of you. I see hope in all of you. The future of this continent depends on all of you."
The impassioned speech immediately moved many people to tears. This was the recognition and encouragement from Her Holiness the Pope. Many young people who were inexperienced in worldly affairs were incomparably excited. In an instant, they became the loyal followers of the beautiful Pope.
It had to be said that Bibi Dong's method of winning people's hearts was excellent. She wasn't inferior to the Emperor. Just a few simple words made many people want to sacrifice their lives for the Spirit Hall. Fang Xuan quietly watched this scene. His mind was quickly thinking.
After this Soul Master Finals, the Soul Hall would probably take in many elite talents and significantly increase their strength. This was why the Spirit Hall didn't hesitate to spend considerable money and cooperate with the two empires to hold the Soul Master Finals. His Majesty the Pope's passionate speech lasted about three minutes, inspiring many people and moving. At the end of the speech, Bibi Dong finally began to state the main points.
"And the final champion of this Soul Master Finals will receive the most precious reward from the Spirit Hall …"
In the next moment, Bibi Dong waved her hand. Three sparkling and translucent soul bones with divine light and seven-colored clouds appeared out of thin air and quietly floated in the air.
"Three Soul Bones"
Bibi Dong smiled faintly and said quietly. Looking at the three soul bones floating in the air, everyone's eyes suddenly turned red.
Status Power Mingguan
-- Peringkat
Power 
-- Power
stone