Chapter 142: The Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Hall is here!

Two days went by in a flash.

The finals of the five-year continent-wide Senior Soul Master Elite Competition have also officially begun.

Despite the heavy casualties of the two academies, the seeded teams can still play.

In front of the competition venue, Bibi Dong's eyes were flat, his left hand was holding the scepter tightly, his right hand was behind his back, and he looked at all the academy people in front of him: "This seat announces, the championship of the Continent's Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition, begins!" ”

With Bibi Dong's order, Su Yuntao stood in the center of the field, "In the first game, the Kamikaze Academy will fight against the Longkui Academy." ”

Unexpectedly, the Kamikaze Academy actually sent only three students from the Academy, while the other four were Blazing Academy, which surprised everyone on the field.

"What's the matter, how did the people from the Blazing Academy join the Kamikaze Academy?"

"yes, that's unfair, it's not proper game cheating, it's not fair!"

Su Yuntao said: "Please keep quiet, this is the decision of the neighborhood committee of the competition, agree to merge the Kamikaze Academy and the Blazing Academy, and please don't care about this matter." ”

"Let's take a look at the positions of both sides."

"The combat power of the Nightshade Academy is relatively evenly distributed, and it belongs to a relatively conservative lineup, and the Nightshade has four Soul Sects, and it seems that they also want to win this game."

"Let's take a look at the Kamikaze Academy, their position is a bit special, the strong attack department is at the front, and the auxiliary soul master is at the end, it seems that they don't want to give the opponent any time to react."

Su Yi clasped his hands to his chest, "It seems that this matter is a request of Fire Dance, but with this kind of camp, it is impossible to defeat Shrek Academy." ”

In another quiet place, the students of the Martial Spirit Hall sneered, obviously treating the people here as clowns.

The three leaders are the golden generation of Wuhun Palace, and they are also the most potential seed players in Wuhun Palace.

In the future, they can definitely break through to the Title Douluo realm, even Pope Bibi Dong has great expectations for them.

Hu Liena was charming, put her fingers on her lips and licked them, and sneered: "What we are most afraid of is not this group of clowns who jump off the beam, but another team." ”

Evil Moon's gaze stayed on where Shrek Academy was located, and she lowered her voice, "That's right, His Highness the Holy Son is our biggest challenge. ”

Although the three of them are known as the golden generation of the Martial Spirit Palace, compared to Su Yi, it is a bit of a trivial, and there is no comparison between the two at all.

Even said that Su Yi would become the Pope in the future is also ironclad.

It was the first time Yan had seen the Holy Son, and everyone in the Martial Spirit Hall had rumored that the Holy Son was extremely strong, and he had also heard of Su Yi's reputation, but he was still a little unconvinced in his heart, he didn't believe how powerful a fourteen-year-old child could be.

The game ended quickly, and the strength of the Kamikaze Academy increased greatly after adding the Blazing Academy, and the Nightshade Academy had no room for resistance at all, so it was defeated by Feng Xiaotian.

"It's boring."

Su Yi snorted coldly, defeating the opponent in this way really made people want to complain.

Everyone in Shrek Academy also left, and the next step is to discuss the strength of the opponent.

Back in the room, Zhu Zhuqing's face was heavy, "This time, I hope everyone can go all out, for me and Mu Bai, this is not just a soul power contest, but also a duel of life and death!" ”

Su Yi took a sip of tea, he still knew the rules of the Star Luo Empire, the emperors of all dynasties ascended the throne by virtue of their strength, so if they wanted to become the emperor of the Star Luo Empire, they could only defeat their own imperial brother and brother.

And the losing side can't break free for the rest of his life, and can only become a dog of the emperor.

This is also why, when it comes to the next battle, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing both have an urge to kill each other.

Everyone in Shrek Academy looked at each other, and they nodded at the same time, for the sake of Boss Dai, they must go all out to say anything today, so that the opponent knows that their Shrek Academy is not easy to mess with.

Zhu Zhuqing came to Su Yi and bowed deeply, the soft thing instantly came into view, Su Yi hurriedly sat up, "Zhuqing, what are you doing." ”

"Brother Yi, I hope you can also go all out, this is related to my future direction, and angry ......"

"Don't worry." Su Yi stood up slowly, flirtatiously brushed the hair on Zhu Zhuqing's forehead, and said gently, "I'll help you." ”

"Thank you, Brother Yi."

"You're welcome, we're ...... Good friends. ”

Dai Mubai clenched his fists, and did not say anything because of Su Yi's gentleness, he only had to defeat the opponent in his eyes at the moment, as long as he defeated the opponent, the future emperor's position would be his own.

………………

By the afternoon, the second game had also ended.

"Welcome to the first game of the third round of the finals, this game will be played by Shrek Academy, against Star Luo Royal Academy!"

Witnessed by everyone, Su Yi led everyone in Shrek Academy to the competition venue step by step.

"Now standing in the ring is Shrek Academy, they didn't participate in the first two rounds of the finals, today, what kind of performance will they bring us."

Bibi Dong lowered his head and nodded at Su Yuntao.

Su Yuntao coughed, "In addition, there is one more important thing to announce, as we all know, there was once a genius boy in our Martial Spirit Palace. ”

"He shows the characteristics of ordinary people, not only can he read a thousand words at the age of one, but he can recite poems and texts at the age of three, I think everyone has heard of it, that is His Royal Highness the Holy Son of our Martial Spirit Palace!"

"Now His Royal Highness the Holy Son is here, and we are not hiding it today, so let's welcome His Royal Highness the Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Hall with warm applause!"

"Hooray! Banzai! Banzai! ”

Everyone in the Wuhun Hall shouted Long live, and everyone except the Pope bent down and saluted.

The eyes of the students in the venue widened, wanting to see who the Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Hall was, who had been hidden for so many years now.

Su Yi slowly took off the mask on his face, revealing a peerless face, and slowly came to the center of the competition venue.

BΓΌbi Dong bowed slightly and saluted, "Teacher." ”

"What!"

"This sentence of the teacher made the venue completely explode, especially the students of the Heaven Dou Empire, it was even more unbelievable."

"How is it possible, he is actually the Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Palace, that is, His Royal Highness the Holy Son who has disappeared for eight years!"

"Brother Yi, he is the Holy Son........." Ning Rongrong unconsciously shed a tear, his eyes full of surprise.

"Su Yi, you are actually His Royal Highness the Holy Son of the Martial Spirit Palace?"

Tang San couldn't help but look at the master, this was the first time he knew about this matter, it made him a little unbelievable that this guy was hiding so deeply.