Chapter 217: Open! The final battle [second update!] Ask for a subscription and ask for a monthly pass】
"Due to the serious damage to the ring and arena, it will take time to repair, so the soul master competition will be postponed for a week, and after a week, the finals will be held as scheduled, please forgive me!"
This is the reason given by the Wuhun Palace.
But apparently not convincing.
Regarding the public opinion and rumors of the world, the Martial Spirit Hall directly ignored it, ignored it, and just remained silent.
However, Fang Xuan felt that something was wrong, and realized that things were by no means simple, the Martial Spirit Hall deliberately postponed the competition this time, and it was likely to have something to do with him.
In the battle with Tang San, he exposed too many hole cards, and he showed his true strength prematurely, especially the sword skill of the unity of human swords, which he originally planned to show in the final battle, but he didn't expect to be exposed in advance, which must have sounded the alarm for the Wuhun Palace.
Presumably now, Bibi Dong and the major titled elders must be trying to help Hu Liena and the others in every possible way, planning a way to defeat Fang Xuan.
This is also a matter of no choice, the pressure given to him by Tang San's Haotian True Body is really too great, the world's first martial soul is by no means a waste, if he does not unite with the sword and fight with all his might, he is likely to be defeated under the Haotian Hammer.
But no matter what, those three soul bones Fang Xuan was determined to win, so no matter what the Martial Spirit Hall did during this time, he would also win the championship.
At present, Fang Xuan didn't need to be in a hurry, let alone worry that the Martial Spirit Hall would do something to him, if on the eve of the decisive battle, the captain of the Heaven Dou Academy died unexpectedly, and he died in the Martial Spirit City, I am afraid that the Martial Spirit Hall will be pointed out by thousands of people and notorious, and Bibi Dong and the others are very shrewd, and they will definitely not do such a stupid thing.
So now, he just needs to recharge his energy and wait silently......
……
Time flies, and a week flies.
The light blue sky was studded with an orange-red halo, and several white doves flew towards the rising sun.
In front of the Pope's Palace, on the huge square, the ring was all repaired, even the audience seats were painted, the whole arena took on a new look, the date postponed by the Wuhun Hall passed quickly, and the final battle of the Soul Master Contest finally began.
In the early morning, the sun is rising, and even the dew on the grass has not dissipated, but as far as the eye can see, the huge arena is already crowded with people, and the noise is not endless, and the audience is huge, the number is as high as 100,000!
The number of spectators today can be said to be the largest in this year's Soul Master Competition, and from the cheers of everyone, you can hear how much the audience is looking forward to today's final battle!
In front of the Pope's Palace, in the VIP seats, Pope Bibi Dong, Ning Fengzhi, the major Title Douluo, and VIPs from various countries were all seated.
The three soul bones, which were rewarded by the champion, were quietly lying in the purple gold tray next to the VIP seat, exuding a peaceful light that made countless people fascinated.
The Wuhun Hall team was dressed in black uniforms, with a cold expression and a compelling momentum, like a group of fierce beasts from hell, releasing a fierce and cold evil aura, all of them murderous.
Many people felt that the Wuhun Hall team was very unusual today, and even Hu Liena, who was smiling like a flower, was also covered with frost at the moment, and her anger was raging, and the oppressive force she exuded seemed to be much stronger than before.
This week's time doesn't seem to have been wasted, Bibi Dong doesn't know what method was used, the overall strength of the Wuhun Hall team is much stronger than a week ago, just the momentum released makes people feel palpitations.
Directly opposite the Wuhun Hall team, the Emperor Dou team stood like a pine, and each team member's waist was straight, and their momentum was not weaker than that of the Wuhun Hall team.
After a week of recuperation, although their strength did not improve much, all of them were recharged, radiant, and high-spirited, and their morale was unprecedentedly high.
The moment the sun rose over the Papal Palace, the referee finally announced in a loud voice:
"The Continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, Finals, Championship Battle - Soul Hall Team vs. Emperor Dou Team, now officially starts, please enter the team from both sides!"
The moment the voice sounded, the cheers came as quickly as a tide, and the shouts and screams of 100,000 spectators soared into the clouds, and the enthusiasm of the audience quickly burned.
"Victory!"
The people of the Emperor Fighting Team raised their fists and shouted loudly, and the morale of the whole team was boosted, and they walked to the ring confidently and high-spirited.
"Hehe, it's a hundred years before you Tiandou want to win the championship, let me show you what strength is today!"
The captain of the Wuhun Hall team, Evil Yue, snorted coldly, and went toe-to-toe with the Emperor Dou team, he raised his cold and sharp gaze, swept over his own team members one by one, and said in a deep voice: "Today's game must not be lost, His Majesty the Pope and the major elders are watching from the side, this is on the territory of our Wuhun Palace, and the people of the whole continent are watching it, it is related to the face of our Wuhun Palace, so no matter what method is used, even if it is unscrupulous, we must defeat the Emperor Dou team and win the championship!" ”
At this point, Evil Moon's tone was filled with a kind of determination, a desire for victory, and she would not give up until she achieved her goal.
"Wuhun Hall will win!"
The evil moon danced wildly with red hair, staring coldly at the members of the Wuhun Hall team.
"Victory! Win! ”
Everyone roared in unison, with an awe-inspiring fighting spirit and high morale.
The next moment, under the leadership of Evil Moon, the Wuhun Hall team rushed to the ring with great momentum.
……
On the ring, the Wuhun Hall team and the Emperor Dou team lined up, and the two teams faced each other coldly, this was a competition in momentum, both sides
It's finally this point, and the championship is just around the corner!
Holding the excitement in his chest, Fang Xuan's fiery gaze swept over the three soul bones beside Bibi Dong, his heart was full of desire, this soul bone, he was bound to get it.
Therefore, this battle must be won!
No matter what your Wuhun Hall has done in this week, I am not afraid!
Fang Xuan's long black hair was windless and automatic, and two cold rays shot out from his eyes, approaching the Martial Spirit Hall team opposite, he was full of fighting intent, and shouted: "Brothers, open the Martial Soul!" ”
"Good!"
As soon as the captain's order was issued, everyone began to turn on their martial spirits and prepare for battle.
"Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex!" Yu Tianheng roared, and his body was bathed in thunder and lightning, and a cyan divine dragon was suspended above his head, roaring hideously, and the roar was like thunder.
This blue electric Tyrannosaurus rex is as famous as Haotian Hammer, and it is also the number one martial soul in the world, but one is a beast martial soul and the other is a weapon martial soul, but to a certain extent, the increase in the physical strength of a beast martial soul for a soul master is far stronger than that of a weapon martial soul.
Yu Tianheng had a blue electric Tyrannosaurus Rex phantom on his head, thunder and lightning flashed all over his body, and four soul rings of two yellow, two purple and four souls around him were shining, and his powerful momentum rippled out, which was not weaker than ordinary soul kings at all, which made the audience amazed.
"Emerald Snake! Possessed! "Dugu Yan's purple hair fluttered, and he used the martial soul possession at the beginning of the game to use his strongest strength.
"Basalt tortoise! Possessed! The graphite and stone mill brothers shouted in unison.
"Chimelican! Possessed! A pair of green wings appeared behind the wind, soaring into the sky, overlooking the enemy below, waiting for an opportunity to move.
"Nine hearts begonia, now!" Ye Lingling held a pure white begonia flower in her hand, the petals were crystal clear, releasing bursts of divine light, ready to support her injured teammates at any time.
At the front of the team, Fang Xuan wrapped his arms, and the five black soul rings around his body loomed, staring coldly at the Martial Spirit Hall team opposite, and said coldly:
"Come on, Wuhun Palace!"