Little Rabbit was slightly stunned by Huo Wu's reminder, thinking that this woman wasn't completely bad.
Immediately, she ignored her shouts, the corners of her mouth slightly curving up, and the fourth black Spirit Ring on her body shone brightly.
"Fourth Spirit Skill: Invincible Golden Body."
A golden shield appeared around Xiao Wu, and when the fireball came into contact with Little Rabbit, a violent explosion occurred.
With a "boom," the entire Arena was engulfed in a sea of fire.
Huo Wu's brow furrowed, her hands clenched tightly into fists, indicating that her heart was not at peace. In her opinion, even if Xiao Wu was a Soul King, taking the Fire Dance Bright Sun after Spirit Ring fusion head-on would result in either death or severe injury.
And the Soul Master Competition explicitly prohibited Spirit Duels that resulted in the injury or death of the opponent. In severe cases, it was not impossible for Blazing Academy to be directly stripped of its qualification to participate in subsequent matches.
Just as she was lost in thought, Huo Wushuang's anxious voice suddenly came from her ear.
"Sister, be careful!"
Huo Wushuang didn't see Xiao Wu's figure, but he judged from the calm expressions of Ning Rongrong and others that Little Rabbit must still have a way to cope and couldn't possibly be defeated by Fire Dance Bright Sun.
Hearing her brother's call, Huo Wu suddenly came back to her senses and began to search for Xiao Wu's figure in the sea of fire.
But it was too late. After Little Rabbit used Invincible Golden Body to offset the attack of Fire Dance Bright Sun, she directly teleported behind Huo Wu.
"Eight Stage Throw!"
Hearing the voice coming from behind, Huo Wu was immediately terrified, wanting to release her Third Spirit Skill but it was already too late.
A heavy blow to her chin sent her flying into the air, and her head was filled with dizziness.
Immediately afterward, a burst of severe pain came from her buttocks.
It turned out that Xiao Wu's Eight Stage Throw was aimed entirely at her butt.
Originally, Little Rabbit had planned to strike hard, but considering that the other party had reminded her to escape at the last moment, Xiao Wu thought she would just give her a small lesson.
"Ugh."
A set of Eight Stage Throw was successfully completed, and Huo Wu landed outside the Arena in a face-down-ass-up position, letting out a cry of pain.
Knowing that she had lost the Spirit Duel, Huo Wu glared hatefully at Little Rabbit on the Arena who was accepting applause, then stood up, clutching her indescribable area, and limped towards the waiting room.
"Sister, are you okay?"
Seeing her brother anxiously running up to check on her injuries, Huo Wu's pretty face turned red. Could she say that her butt was swollen beyond recognition and that she couldn't even stand steadily now?
How old was she? How could she say something like that without losing face?
She was bitter in her heart, but she could only smile and say to her brother:
"Don't worry, I'm fine!"
Hearing his sister say this, Huo Wushuang breathed a slight sigh of relief, then gratefully glanced at Little Rabbit.
"She's actually quite nice!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Wushuang heard a strange sound coming from beside him, as if someone was baring their teeth.
He turned back and looked at his sister strangely, only to see her squeezing out a smile that was even uglier than crying.
"Yes, yes, she's actually quite nice."
After saying that, she avoided Huo Wushuang's gaze, covered her butt, and walked towards the rest area.
Although Huo Wushuang felt strange, he didn't think too much about it and decisively indicated his abstention to the referee. He didn't think he could face the five Soul Kings and one Soul Elder that followed on his own.
With Huo Wushuang's concession, the Royal Fight Second Team also completed their Promotion Tournament journey.
They advanced into the finals with a triumphant, undefeated record.
As the Blazing Academy walked off the stage, they ran into Feng Xiaotian, who was waiting at the entrance.
When Huo Wu approached, Feng Xiaotian took out a jade box from his Soul Tool and handed it over.
"Little Huo Wu, this is the Feng Family's ancestral All-Purpose Balm, which has a strong healing effect on external injuries."
Huo Wu had been wondering why he was waiting for her, but upon hearing this, her face instantly turned red, and she glared at him fiercely.
"No need, this lady isn't injured!"
"Little Huo Wu, I watched the match just now very carefully, so don't try to be brave."
Feng Xiaotian was not discouraged by the blunt refusal and persistently handed over the All-Purpose Balm again.
Even the hesitant Huo Wushuang understood that his sister was really injured and hurriedly joined in the persuasion.
"Sister, where exactly are you injured? Hurry up and accept it!"
Huo Wu's expression grew darker, and even the injured area felt a bit more painful, but seeing that the two wouldn't give up until they achieved their goal, she snatched the jade box from Feng Xiaotian's hand, snorted coldly, and directly accelerated her departure from the venue.
However, the way she walked looked rather comical.
Huo Wushuang scratched his head, feeling a bit clueless, and nudged Feng Xiaotian with his hand.
"What's wrong with her?"
"Nothing, probably just in a bad mood from losing the match."
"Is that so?"
Huo Wushuang couldn't quite put his finger on what was strange, so he stopped dwelling on it and turned to look at Feng Xiaotian, who didn't seem to be leaving anytime soon.
"Brother Feng, is there anything else?"
"I do have something I'd like to discuss with Brother Huo, how about we grab a drink together?"
"Sure, you go ahead, let me tell my father."
The victorious Little Rabbit returned to the team with her nose in the air, looking at Ning Bei with anticipation.
In this Promotion Tournament, only Little Wu had been on the field, not even giving the other teams a chance to gather information.
Ning Bei naturally wouldn't be stingy with his praise, showering the Little Rabbit with compliments to the point where she was already thinking about what to name her children.
Afterwards, he even ordered a table of Gathering of Heroes at a famous restaurant in Spirit City as an extra reward, which made the Little Rabbit happy for quite a while.
Ning Rongrong inconspicuously distanced herself from her little sister, afraid that others would know she knew her.
"She's happy like this over a table of radishes, it's really unbearable to watch, such an unpromising thing."
Next was a week's rest period left for all participating teams. Ning Bei didn't make too many demands on the little ones; with their strength, the championship was a sure thing anyway.
A week later, the finals kicked off.
Here, Ning Bei had to complain about the Soul Master Competition's format. It was one thing for the three seeded teams to be directly guaranteed a spot in the finals, but they even got a bye in the first round.
He wouldn't say anything about the Spirit Hall Team getting a bye, but did the Star Luo Royal Academy and Heaven Dou Royal Academy teams deserve it? Not a chance!
Star Luo at least had Davis and Zhu Zhuyun, a pair of high-level Soul Elders with a Spirit Fusion Skill. But the leader of your Heaven Dou Team was still Yu Tianheng, Ning Bei's little buddy from years ago? He was only a level 43 Soul Elder.
After Dugu Yan was poached by him, a level 41 control-type Soul Elder with the Mandala Snake Spirit was brought in to replace her. The other team members hadn't changed much.
Not to mention comparing them to the Star Luo Team and Spirit Hall Team, they would have a hard time even fighting the Elemental Academies, and might even crash and burn.
With ninety percent of the strength, what kind of seeded team are you? The prestige is incredibly high, but when they fight, they're like delivering food. Aren't they afraid of losing face?
As for that Promotion Tournament, it was completely unnecessary. Was it really necessary to have a ranking competition? Wouldn't it be better to just have a preliminary round to filter out teams before moving on to the knockout stage?
But complaining was just complaining. Ning Bei didn't have the leisure to bother changing the competition rules. It was just a matter of watching a few more rounds of chickens pecking at each other.
The drawing ceremony ended, and the Royal Fight Second Team's opponent in the first round of the finals was Thunder Academy, also a team that had forfeited when they encountered them in the first two rounds.
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