Papal Palace, Council Hall.

Bibi Dong sat nobly on the pope's seat, and Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo stood on her left and right.

At the bottom of the steps, there were seven members of the Wuhun Hall Academy team, all of whom were in the ranks.

Evil Moon, Hu Liena, and Yan are at the forefront.

"Tang San has already used the Soul True Body once today, the day after tomorrow will definitely not be used again, without the seven-in-one fusion technique, Tang San is not afraid at all, when the time comes, you only need to pay attention to the young man called Tang Tang." Bibi Dong's tone was cold.

"Yes!" Yan and Evil Moon saluted.

"You all know what this game means! You also know the significance of those three soul bones to the temple, if you lose, I will throw you all to the Grand Canyon, and you will not be allowed to come out for less than three years! Ghost Douluo's ghostly and gloomy voice suddenly resounded throughout the hall.

When Evil Moon and the others heard this, their faces changed instantly, and they were lost in the ghost place of the Grand Canyon, even if they were Title Douluo entered, they might not be able to get out after three years!

"Alright, you don't have to be too stressed, go down and rest." Ju Douluo waved his hand, signaling that they could go.

Looking at the backs of Evil Moon and the others who left from the side door, Bibi Dong's eyes were contemplative, and his fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest.

"Your Majesty, are you worried about the game the day after tomorrow? Do you want me to ......" Ghost Douluo stretched out his hand and wiped it under his throat, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"If you are really sure, Tang Tang and Tang San brothers will not come to this Martial Spirit City, ghosts, you have been a little inflated after all these years of smooth sailing." Bibi Dong glanced at him lightly.

"It's me who is abrupt, please atone for your sins." Ghost Douluo immediately knelt on one knee and clenched his fists with both hands to plead guilty.

"I don't mean to blame you, I just want to tell you, think more about it, don't fight and kill when your mind is hot, who can you beat alone?"

"Let's not mention that Sword Douluo is always guarding his side, even Shantideva, who has been in the dark, you can't resist it." Bibi Dong snorted coldly.

"I made a note of it." The ghost took two steps back and stood on his side again.

Looking at the tightly closed door of the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with a hint of thoughtfulness.

Master, Xiao Gang, what a headache!

……

Early in the morning of the third day.

After a day and a night's rest, the Shrek Seven Monsters had almost recovered at this time, and one by one they appeared in the hotel lobby in good spirits.

"In today's game, just do your best, don't leave yourself with regrets, don't try your best, everything is based on your own safety." Before leaving, the master whispered to everyone.

"Yes!" A group of fourteen people shouted at the same time.

"Alright, let's go." The master had a smile on his face.

"Let's go!" Ma Hongjun took his head and turned around to go to the finals.

Suddenly, Ma Hongjun's fat body suddenly stiffened, and he looked at the door with a dull gaze.

Outside the hotel gate, Flender stood silently in place.

Shrek Academy advanced to the finals and is about to compete with Wuhun Academy to win the final championship.

Flender, who should have been very excited and happy, was full of seriousness at the moment.

Behind the black-rimmed glasses on his face were bloodshot eyes, as if he had just cried.

"Dean!" Everyone in Shrek Academy stopped and looked at him quietly.

"Kids, this will be your last battle before you graduate, and it's a crucial battle."

"Frankly speaking, it is Shrek's honor and my Flender's honor to be able to welcome you to Shrek Academy."

"You are all geniuses, there is a feast in the world, Shrek Academy can't help you grow all the time, and you need to go on your own way to the future."

"I said before that if you don't win the championship, you won't be allowed to graduate, but in fact, it's just a joke, a joke."

"But you've always been working hard with this goal, and to be honest, I'm ashamed."

"In the end, what I want to say to you is that no matter what the final result is, you are all good, you are all the pride of Shrek, and I, Flender, will always be proud of you, as long as you can be safe, champion or something, don't do it."

Flender walked over softly and straightened the collars of each of them.

Turning around, he patted the master on the shoulder, turned his back to the crowd and tilted his head, the corners of his eyes moistened again.

"Dean, you're joking, the people from the Martial Spirit Hall Academy are just a bunch of rookies, look at how I crush them." Tang Tang spoke, the atmosphere was a little heavy, and he wanted to adjust it.

"Even if we don't do it for graduation, we will do our best for the three soul bones rewarded by the champion, dean, don't persuade us." Tang San smiled slightly.

"Xiao San is right, we have been salivating over those three soul bones for a long time." Dai Mubai's face was full of confidence.

"Teacher, don't be like this, if you are really reluctant, each of us will give us 20 million gold soul coins, and we will always remember your old man." Ma Hongjun's two small eyes are full of money symbols.

"Get out of ......" Flender was angry, is this a pro-apprentice?

Do you see if this is a human being?

"Let's go!" The master waved his hand and walked out of the hotel with his head held high.

In front of the Papal Palace.

Today's weather is very good, the sun only shows a small half of the figure, and the gentle sunlight shines on the body, and it does not give people a very hot feeling

The breeze blew slowly, tugging at the heartstrings of everyone present.

Seeing Shrek and everyone walking step by step, the atmosphere seemed to have become solemn.

The gilded chair in front of the Pope's palace was already full at this moment.

On a table beside Bibi Dong that held fragrant tea, there was a tray at this time, and the big red brocade covered it, which was now exuding a faint halo.

"The finals of the Continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament are about to begin, please prepare the players on both sides, and in a quarter of an hour, the game will officially begin!"

The referee of the finals was replaced by a platinum bishop of the Wuhun Palace, an eighty-nine-level Contra level powerhouse.

The two sides returned to their respective positions and made final adjustments and preparations before the game.

A quarter of an hour later, both teams opened their eyes at the same time.

Dai Mubai glanced at his teammates, stretched out his hand, and everyone folded their hands one after another, and at the same time let out a roar from the depths of their souls.

"Victory!"

The cold gaze swept over Shrek's people, and a sneer flashed at the corner of Evil Moon's mouth.

"His Majesty the Pope is looking at us, many elders are also watching the battle, this game, we must win, not only that, we also have to win the beautiful and win the glory, crush them with absolute strength, let them know what is the real strong team!"

"Now, tell me, what is our goal?" Evil Moon turned to look at the team behind her.

"Champion!"

"Champion!"

"Champion!"

A deafening roar resounded at the location of the Martial Spirit Hall Academy's team.

Before the game even started, the two sides were already fighting hard.