In the first draw of the competition, Neuvillette and Focalors were also present.
Only the two of them appeared on stage.
The drawing of lots was presided over by the Spirit Hall's "Master of Ceremonies," who was a cardinal.
"The drawing of lots is over; below, I would like to introduce you to the two lords!"
As the master of ceremonies' words fell, the entire Spirit City Great Soul Fighting Arena fell silent.
What kind of existence was it to be addressed as an adult by a cardinal?
One must know that to serve as a Cardinal, one's soul power level needs to be at the lowest Soul Douluo level!
Moreover, cardinals and elders were not the same; cardinals, in all places, had real power.
Their status, in a sense, was even higher than that of the elders!
Elders, on the contrary, had no real power and only listened to the Pope's Palace or the Hall of Offerings.
When Qian Xunji was alive, he could naturally dispatch the Elder Hall because his surname was Qian and his martial soul was a six-winged angel.
Bibidong was different; the elders were basically tripping her up, much less listening to her.
Aside from Ghost and Chrysanthemum, who were directly under the Pope's Hall, at this point in time, it was difficult for Bibidong to dispatch any of the elders, let alone the offerings.
The crowd was quiet, their eyes burning with great anticipation.
"First, the Supreme Referee of the Spirit Fighting Arena, Lord Neuvillette!"
"I believe that the strength of Lord Neuvillette is known to many people present!"
"More than two years ago, the Lord Neuvillette had duelled with two of my Spirit Hall's worships, and that battle, unsurprisingly, was won by Lord Neuvillette!"
Duelling?
That was a nice thing to say; it was clearly a one-sided hanging battle.
"I believe that many people don't know what exactly the strength of an Elder hall worship is; let's put it this way: the primary condition for wanting to become a worship is that the soul power level must reach ninety-six!"
"Boom ..."
These words were like thunderbolts from a clear sky, causing those present to stare blankly.
One must reach level ninety-six to become a worship.
So, then Neuvillette won in a fight?
Originally, there was no such link today, but, for some unknown reason, the Great Worship actually added this link.
Isn't this growing others' ambitions and destroying their own?
Even the parties involved, Jiang Jun and Jiang Long, didn't understand why their loss was streaming.
"Losing to someone, you two are quite a disgrace."
"???"
"But, after fighting a god, you two survived; isn't that a miracle of life?"
Qian Daoliu said with a smile.
After hearing this, Qian Daoliu and the Jiang Jun and Jiang Long shuddered and came to a sudden realisation!
No wonder; even Qian Daoliu couldn't suppress them like that, and as a result, the moment that Neuvillette struck, the two of them were as if they were ordinary people, completely without the slightest resistance.
Yeah, it wasn't a shame for losing to them.
Whoever fights to God and they survives, it's a supreme honour!
Not only should it be publicised, it should be publicised in a big way!
Qian Daoliu made this decision not just because of this reason.
The Hall of Worship had been kept hidden from outsiders, and now it was time to show its face.
The two brotherly duo, don't look at them being hung by that Neuvillette and being powerless to fight back, but their strength really wasn't weak!
Especially the Dragon Staff Martial Soul!
This martial soul, but in the future, created several level 99 existences.
Could a martial soul that could cultivate to the 99th level possibly be weak?
"An invitation is issued by His Holiness the Pope and the Grand Worship to ask that Lord Neuvillette be the referee for the finals of this continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition!"
"Hiss~"
The crowd sucked in a breath of cool air, making a remarkable contribution to the warming of the Far North.
Heaven Dou and their party were aware of this, but the people of Star Luo Empire and Spirit City didn't know about it.
An existence capable of defeating two ninety-six-ranked Titled Douluo's to act as a referee?
Good lord, this was definitely the harshest match of all time!
Who would dare to easily commit a foul?
If the referee didn't take it lightly, they wouldn't get cold.
The most critical thing is that, even if they're could, they can't make the other team pay for their lives. Isn't this infuriating?
"The other person is Ms. Focalors, the Water Goddess, who is also from the Spirit Fighting Arena!"
"The Water Godddes will be the match commentator for the finals!"
"???"
"Titled Water Godddes!??"
Another Titled Douluo-level powerhouse, huh?
Wait, the Spirit Fighter Arena?
There are so many Titled Douluo's in the Spirit Fighting's Arena.
Didn't it used to be said that there were only eight Soul Douluos in the Spirit Fighting Arena?
What is this?
The past was the past, and the present was the present!
Today's Spirit Fighting Arena, not counting the Titled Douluo combat power, also possessed more than eight Soul Douluo combat powers!
Today's times were different; the current Spirit Fighting Arena wasn't one that had no successors.
The contestants from the Star Luo Empire were shocked. What was going on with the Spirit Hall?
Inviting two Title Douluos to host the competition?
Was it to prove their wealth or their connections?
Neuvillette and Focalors waved their hands as a greeting to the crowd, and then the duo stopped paying attention to this matter.
"Ms. Focalors, aren't you afraid of people seeing something they shouldn't see with your skirt so short?"
Neuvillette's face didn't fluctuate in the slightest, slightly side-eyeing and whispering to Focalors.
"Idiot, I'm wearing safety pants!"
Focalors blankly glanced at Neuvillette and laughed.
"Oh, so."
Neuvillette nodded thoughtfully and murmured.
"You don't believe it?"
"I'll show you if you don't believe me."
Focalors said with a serious face.
"No look, no look..."
Neuvillette inclined his head and closed his eyes as if he were a decent person.
"Look at me, really wearing it!"
"I really don't look, really don't look!"
"Huh, I forgot to wearing it."
Hearing Focalors' murmur, Neuvillette, who had inclined his head, snapped his eyes open, his mouth slightly open, wanting to speak.
For a moment, Neuvillette really hated himself; what was the point of pretending?
The change in Neuvillette's face was so wonderful that Focalors at the side couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker.
"My dear, when will you be smarter?"
"It's so gullible!"
Hearing those words, Neuvillette, even if his reaction was slow, understood that this was Focalors teasing him!
Damn it, this guy!
"Focalors ..."
"Well, my dear, there's actually one thing I didn't lie to you about."
"What?"
"The last sentence."
"..."
Facing the fiery Focalors, Neuvillette was a bit overwhelmed.
Time passed, the first round of the drawing ceremony was completed, and Neuvillette and Focalors also left the Spirit City Great Soul Fighting Arena at this time.
In order to prevent the audience from exiting without seeing any substantial performances, after the drawing of lots was over, the Spirit Hall still arranged some programmes.
However, for these programs, Neuvillette and Focalors didn't have much interest in them.
What about the Spirit Hall girl group dancing?