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"Due to the severe damage to the arena and arena, the tournament will be postponed for a week. The finals will be held a week later. Please forgive us"
This was the reason given by the Spirit Hall. However, it was not enough to convince the public.
The Spirit Hall didn't care about the public's opinions and rumors. They just kept silent. However, Fang Xuan felt that something was amiss. He realized that Spirit Hall's postponement of the tournament might have something to do with him.
He had revealed too many of his trump cards in his battle with Tang San. He had shown his true strength too early, especially his sword skill, 'Unity of sword and spirit'. He had planned to use it in the finals, but he didn't expect it to happen so early. This must have alerted the Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong and the other titled elders must be thinking of ways to help Hu Liena and the others to defeat Fang Xuan.
There was nothing he could do about it. Tang San's Clear Sky Body gave him too much pressure. The title of the world's number one tool martial soul was not just for show. If he didn't use 'Unity of sword and Spirit', he might have lost to the Clear Sky Hammer.
But no matter what, Fang Xuan was determined to get the three soul bones. Therefore, no matter what the Spirit Hall did during this period, he had to win the championship.
Currently, Fang Xuan didn't need to worry about the Spirit Hall making a move on him. If the Heaven Dou Academy's captain were to die in an accident in Spirit City before the final battle, the Spirit Hall would be condemned by the public. Bibi Dong and the others were smart enough to not do such a stupid thing. Therefore, he just needed to conserve his energy and wait…
Time passed quickly. A week passed in the blink of an eye. The light blue sky was covered with an orange-red halo. A few white pigeons flew towards the rising sun.
In front of the Pontiff's Palace, the arena was repaired. Even the spectator stands were painted. The entire arena looked brand new. The Martial Spirit Hall's postponement of the tournament passed quickly. The finals of the Soul Master Tournament had finally begun.
Early in the morning, the sun had just risen. Even the dewdrops on the green grass had yet to dissipate. However, as far as the eye could see, the huge arena was already filled with a sea of people. The noise was incessant, and the audience's momentum was vast. There were as many as 100,000 people.
Today's audience was the largest in this tournament. From the cheers, one could tell how much the audience was looking forward to today's final match.
Pope Bibi Dong, Ning Fengzhi, the various Titled Douluo, and other distinguished guests from various countries were all seated in the VIP seats in front of the Pontiff's Palace. As for the three soul bones that were awarded to the champion, they lay quietly on a purplish-gold tray beside the VIP seats. They radiated a peaceful light that made countless people yearn for them.
The members of the Spirit Hall were wearing black uniforms. Their expressions were cold, and their auras were intimidating. They were like a group of beasts from hell, releasing sharp and cold murderous auras. Many people could feel that the Spirit Hall team was very unusual today. Even Hu Liena, who was smiling like a flower, had a frosty expression on her face. Her murderous aura was soaring, and the pressure she released seemed to be a lot stronger than before. It seemed like this week's time hadn't been wasted. Bibi Dong used some methods, and the Spirit Hall team's overall strength was much stronger than a week ago. Just the aura they released was enough to make people's hearts palpitate.
The Emperor Team stood like a pine tree opposite the Spirit Hall team. Every member's back was straight, and their aura wasn't any weaker than the Martial Spirit Palace team's. After a week of recuperation, their strength hadn't increased by much, but everyone was well-rested. Their faces were glowing, and their fighting spirit was high. Their morale was unprecedentedly high.
When the sun rose above the Pontiff's Palace, the referee finally announced loudly:
"The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament's finals, the championship match — Spirit Hall team versus Emperor Team — officially begins. Both teams, please enter the arena"
The moment the referee's voice rang out, cheers surged like a tidal wave. The cheers and screams of the 100,000 spectators soared into the clouds. The entire arena was burning with passion.
"Victory"
The Emperor Team members raised their fists and shouted. The morale of the entire team was boosted, and they walked confidently to the arena.
"Haha, it's a hundred years too early for you Heaven Dou to win the championship. Today, I'll show you what true strength is"
The captain of the Martial Spirit Palace team, Xie Ye, snorted coldly. He was tit-for-tat with the Emperor Team. He raised his cold and sharp eyes and swept them over his team members one by one. He said in a deep voice, "Today's match can't be lost. His Majesty the Pope and all the elders are watching. This is the territory of our Spirit Hall, and everyone on the continent is watching. This matter concerns the reputation of our Spirit Hall, so no matter what, even if we have to resort to unscrupulous means, we must defeat the Emperor Team and win the championship"
At this point, Xie Ye's tone was full of determination. This was the desire for victory. He wouldn't give up until he achieved his goal.
"The Spirit Hall will win"
Xie Ye's red hair danced wildly as he stared coldly at the members of the Spirit Hall team.
"Victory! Victory!"
Everyone roared in unison. They were full of fighting spirit and fighting spirit. In the next moment, under the leadership of Xie Ye, the Spirit Hall team rushed to the arena.
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In the arena, the Spirit Hall team and the Emperor Team lined up in a row. The two teams faced each other coldly. This was a competition of momentum between the two teams. They had finally reached this step. The championship was right in front of them.
Suppressing the excitement in his chest, Fang Xuan glanced at the three Soul Bones beside Bibi Dong. His heart was full of desire. He was determined to get these Soul Bones. Therefore, he had to win this battle.
No matter what tricks the Spirit Hall has played this week, I'm not afraid.
Fang Xuan's long black hair fluttered even though there was no wind. Two beams of cold light shot out from his eyes, directly approaching the team of the Martial Spirit Palace. He was full of fighting spirit as he shouted, "Brothers, activate your martial spirits"
"Okay"
Once the captain's order was given, everyone began to activate their Martial Spirits and prepare for battle.
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon" Yu Tianheng roared. His body was bathed in thunder and lightning. A blue dragon floated above his head and roared ferociously. Its roar was like rolling thunder. The Blue Lightning T-Rex was as famous as the Clear Sky Hammer. They were both the best Martial Spirits in the world, but one was a Beast Martial Spirit and the other was a Tool Martial Spirit. However, to some extent, a Beast Martial Spirit could increase a Soul Master's physical strength much more than a Tool Martial Spirit. Yu Tianheng had the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's shadow above his head. His body was covered in thunder and lightning. Two yellow and two purple Soul Rings shone around him. A strong aura was released. It was not weaker than an ordinary Soul King. The audience was amazed.
"Green-scaled Snake, Attach" Dugu Yan's purple hair fluttered. He used the Martial Spirit Attach at the beginning of the battle and used his strongest strength.
"Xuanwu Tortoise, Attach" Shi Brothers shouted in unison.
"Windchime Bird Attach" A pair of green wings appeared on Yu Feng's back. He soared into the sky and looked down at his enemies, waiting for an opportunity to attack.
"Immortal Begonia, appear" Ye Lingling held a pure white begonia flower in her hand. Its petals were sparkling and releasing waves of divine light. She was ready to support her injured teammates at any time.
Four brilliant Soul Rings, two yellow and two purple, surrounded every member of the Emperor Team. They released a strong aura. At the front of the team, Fang Xuan crossed his arms. Five black Soul Rings were faintly discernible around him. He stared coldly at the Spirit Hall team and shouted.
"Come, Spirit Hall."