Chapter 90: Defeat the Unjust with the Righteous.
"The winner is Shrek Academy!"
As the referee announced the result, Ning Fengzhi, who was also sitting on the podium, couldn't help but cast his gaze upon Bibi Dong. However, Bibi Dong showed no signs of abnormality, which only made Ning Fengzhi even more wary of Bibi Dong.
"The Spirit Hall's rapid growth in recent years is likely due to this person's work. Even the loss of three exceptionally high-quality Ten Thousand Year Spirit Bones left him unfazed," Ning Fengzhi thought to himself.
At this point, Bibi Dong slowly stood up, and the scene instantly fell silent.
"To the students of Shrek, congratulations on your victory, on winning the championship of this Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Competition. I wish you greater success in the future, that you will contribute to the cause of the continental spirit masters, and that you may one day enter the Douluo Hall."
Bibi Dong's grand speech instantly freed the Spirit Hall members from the shadow of defeat.
"Long live!" "Long live!" "Long live!" "Long live!" "Long live!" ...
The referee, the Cardinal, shouted, "Shrek Academy representative, please come forward to receive the championship reward."
Bibi Dong had already slowly descended from the podium. Shi Yi smiled slightly and slowly stepped forward, walking towards Bibi Dong.
Shi Yi stood before Bibi Dong. Although she was no longer young, the traces of time seemed to have left no trace on her.
Bibi Dong looked at Shi Yi, her eyes sparkling with a different kind of brilliance, "You are outstanding, and you can always bring me different surprises. You are worthy of being his disciple. Are you willing to join the Spirit Hall?"
Shi Yi looked at Bibi Dong and smiled, bowed and said, "Your Majesty the Pope, thank you for your kindness. The Spirit Hall is very good, and I am grateful for your appreciation. But I am used to being unrestrained, and I have always been unable to stay put. I hope that if I can calm down in the future, you can still give me a place to go."
Bibi Dong understood what she said, smiled and nodded, "In that case, I wish you smooth practice in the future, become a powerful person of your generation, and make more contributions to the development of the soul master world."
After that, Bibi Dong handed the brocade plate with three soul bones in her hand to Shi Yi.
Shi Yi also solemnly accepted it, bowing slightly. "Thank you, Your Holiness."
Ning Fengzhi, standing nearby, breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Shi Yi. Honestly, he'd been worried Shi Yi might agree. If Shi Yi had agreed in this situation, he wouldn't have been able to do anything. Shi Yi was alone and free, with only Yu Xiaogang as his teacher. Even if Shi Yi joined the Spirit Hall at this time, they wouldn't have been able to do anything to him.
However, hearing Shi Yi's polite refusal reassured Ning Fengzhi. He knew Shi Yi's words were meant not only for Bibi Dong but also for himself.
Tang San, standing nearby, sensed the powerful aura of the three spirit bones and felt an uncontrollable tremor within him. Three spirit bones! Three spirit bones! Especially the one, the wisdom skull gleaming with a pale blue light, seemed to possess a tremendous attraction, tugging at Tang San's heart.
"Xiao San, do your best to secure that skull." Tang Hao's voice suddenly echoed in Tang San's ears.
Shi Yi slowly approached the Shrek group, carrying a brocade tray.
"I give up," Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Shi Yi and whispered.
Oscar also volunteered, "The competition has nothing to do with me, so I won't get involved."
Hearing this, Ma Hongjun glanced at Oscar, gazing longingly at the fire-attributed spirit bone. Still too embarrassed to speak, he feigned generosity, "It has nothing to do with me, so I'll let it go."
"These aren't suitable for me. Divide them up between you two," Ning Rongrong said nonchalantly.
"I want the skull," Tang San said calmly, his gaze set on Shi Yi.
The atmosphere around Shrek instantly froze at these words. Dai Mubai glanced at Shi Yi secretly, sneering inwardly.
Ning Fengzhi, observing this situation, felt a pang of worry. Tang San opened his mouth now. If the spirit bone fell into Tang San's possession, it would create a rift between Shi Yi and them. Shi Yi would think the sect spirit masters were using their power to bully him, and might even turn Shi Yi to the Spirit Hall's side.
Yu Xiaogang saw a flicker of worry in Shi Yi's slightly cloudy eyes. He naturally understood the value of the soul bone and hoped Shi Yi could obtain it. But from another perspective, if giving up a soul bone could buy safety, Yu Xiaogang believed it was worth it.
Bibi Dong and Ju Gui also watched with great interest, curious about Shi Yi's decision: would he refuse or agree?
Tang Hao, in the shadows, frowned. He now understood the dilemma. Shi Yi was clearly unwilling to give up the skull, but it was crucial to his future training plans for Tang San. Without it, Tang San would have a hard time escaping the Slaughter City.
"Since you're unwilling to give it up, I'm sorry, young man," Tang Hao thought to himself.
As Shi Yi prepared to reach for the skull on the brocade plate and place it into his soul guide, a powerful pressure instantly enveloped him, as if he were trapped in a swamp, unable to move a single finger.
Suddenly, a dark figure silently appeared beside Tang San. Before anyone could react, with a single movement, he seized the skull with his soul power.
"Who dares to be so presumptuous in front of the Pope's Palace!" Bibi Dong reacted quickly, spotting Tang Hao. She stomped the ground with her scepter and spoke instantly. Her beautiful face was filled with majesty, and nine brilliant soul rings instantly rose. The immense pressure instantly brought everything around Shi Yi to a standstill.
"Dad!" Tang San shouted excitedly.
"A trifle," Tang Hao said solemnly. A surge of overwhelming soul power emanated from his body, instantly breaking through the stagnation and grasping the skull soul bone in his other hand.
Bibi Dong's face was grim, and she gritted her teeth, "Tang Hao!"
To steal the Spirit Hall's prize in public was like a resounding slap in the face of the Spirit Hall.
Upon hearing this, Jue Gui was also startled, each activating their own martial spirits. The immense pressure caused the surrounding spirit masters to retreat in panic.
Bibi Dong thrust her scepter into the ground, a metallic rumble echoing as if in response. Inside the Pope's Palace, four immensely powerful auras emerged.
"Calling for help? Bibi Dong, do you think you can stop me?" Tang Hao sneered. One by one, spirit rings slowly rose from his feet. The speed of the spirit rings was slow, but with each one, Tang Hao's presence grew more and more solemn. The three immense pressures before him were actually countered by the gradually intensifying, condensed aura within him.
The nine spirit rings that appeared on Tang Hao's body were identical to those on Bibi Dong's. Despite the similarity, the aura Tang Hao exuded at that moment was unmatched even by Bibi Dong. This was the advantage of extreme development.
Tang Hao glanced coldly at the Pope's Palace behind Bibi Dong, "Seven Titled Douluo, the Spirit Hall is indeed worthy of being the Spirit Hall. But it's a pity, even if there are seven of you, what can you do?"
The seventh spirit ring shone, and the massive black Clear Sky Hammer behind Tang Hao suddenly blossomed. Intense black light surged, and the massive Clear Sky Hammer unfurled in the wind, unexpectedly stretching a hundred meters in length. The massive hammerhead resembled a small mountain.
Red streaks emerged from the massive Clear Sky Hammer. Tang Hao's hundred-thousand-year-old red spirit ring suddenly lit up, and the black hammer instantly turned completely red.
"Pope's Palace, what a Pope's Palace! Hahahahahahahaha..." With a roar of arrogant laughter, Tang Hao's right hand moved.
The hundred-meter-long super hammer suddenly descended from the air, not towards the three Titled Douluo in front of him, but directly towards the Pope's Palace behind them.
Instantly, the air throughout Wuhun City distorted, and every non-Title Douluo Spirit Master was immobilized.
Shi Yi's lips curled slightly as he gazed at Tang Hao's back. He understood why Tang San had demanded a share of the skull at such an awkward moment.
"Fight...laugh...if his injuries get any worse, I wonder if Tang Hao will suddenly die when he sees the Blue Silver Emperor and his Spirit Bone vanish," Shi Yi thought to himself.
A hundred-meter-long, massive hammer suddenly descended from the sky, not towards the three Title Douluos in front of him, but directly towards the Pope's Palace behind them.
"Tang Hao, how dare you!" Bibi Dong glared, leading the six surrounding Title Douluos to charge forward.
"Boom!" A massive roar echoed, a terrifying wave of air sweeping across the air, knocking nearly all the Spirit Masters below level 70 unconscious instantly. This included Shi Yi, of course.
In the distance, seven figures, including Bibi Dong, retreated in unison, and the massive hammer vanished. While Tang Hao's attack was denied, the energy impact still affected the Pope's Palace, damaging parts of it.
Tang Hao spat out a mouthful of blood, laughing wildly. "Bibi Dong, wait and see. The Spirit Hall owes me a debt, and one day I will fully recoup it. That day is not far off."
A figure flickered, and Tang Hao was gone, taking Tang San with him.
His voice faded. "Yu Xiaogang, Flanders, you have mentored me for years. I owe you so much. I owe you this soul bone. Little San will find great use for it. Tell that kid, I will repay you handsomely in the future."
Ning Fengzhi's face darkened upon hearing this. After all, it was you, Tang Hao, who relied on your own strength to steal the soul bone for your son. How could Shi Yi still be considered a good sect soul master?
Tang Hao had not only tarnished his own reputation, but also Ning Fengzhi's.
"No wonder this man can't become the leader of a sect," Ning Fengzhi thought to himself.
Bibi Dong's face flushed as she landed, and after a deep breath, the blush slowly faded. Tang Hao's hammer had struck the enemy with all his might, forcing them to meet his attack.
What Bibi Dong hadn't expected was that even the seven men who met his attack only managed to injure Tang Hao.
"Your Majesty..." Bibi Dong wasn't the only one furious; the six people behind him were also furious.
"That bastard Tang Hao is too arrogant. Your Majesty, this concerns the dignity of Spirit Hall," Ghost Douluo couldn't help but remind Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong looked at Shi Yi, who had fainted not far away. Her anger subsided somewhat, and she said calmly, "Pass the order. Spirit Hall is wanted for the criminal Tang Hao of the Haotian Sect. He's driven by greed and stealing the competition prize. Spread this news throughout Douluo Continent."
"Your Majesty, isn't this a bit..." Yue Guan hesitated.
Bibi Dong sneered, "What? You think it's shameful? A mighty Clear Sky Douluo bullies the weak and steals a child's soul bone, isn't that shameful?"
Ning Fengzhi's heart skipped a beat. "This is nailing the Clear Sky Sect to history's pillar of shame."
Perhaps Tang Hao himself didn't mind, as Tang San was entitled to a share of the soul bones. And as members of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, the three of them simply stood by and watched. What would someone who didn't know the truth think? People tend to only believe what they believe. From the perspective of most ordinary spirit masters, this was a sect spirit master leveraging the power behind them to bully ordinary spirit masters like Shi Yi.
Thinking of the Spirit Hall's relentless expansion in recent years, Ning Fengzhi's heartbeat quickened. "Bibi Dong is trying to use the righteous to defeat the unrighteous."
She's trying to stir up conflict between ordinary spirit masters and the sect spirit masters, hoping to attract more spirit masters to the Spirit Hall.
Ning Fengzhi's heart sank at the thought. Wasn't Shi Yi the perfect example?
Bibi Dong smiled. Forbearance was like a sword hanging over one's head. At this moment, she had to endure it no matter what. Not only would she provoke conflict, but she would also make everyone look down on the Spirit Hall. Then everything gradually quieted down. Under the watchful eyes of the Spirit Hall's numerous spirit masters, Flender and Liu Erlong slowly withdrew their spirit power.
With their help, Shi Yi and the rest of the Shrek group slowly regained consciousness.
Ma Hongjun, upon opening his eyes, couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap! Too strong!"
His words drew the glances of several of the Spirit Hall's Titled Douluos. Feeling the unfriendly gazes, Ma Hongjun was instantly covered by Flender's hand.
Shi Yi, unconcerned about the spirit bone, glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, who was not far away, and whispered, "Are you alright, Zhuqing?"
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head gently. Just as she was about to speak, Bibi Dong and the Spirit Hall's Titled Douluos approached.
Liu Erlong, standing nearby, tightened her grip on Bibi Dong's arm as she saw her approach. Bibi Dong glanced at him, a complex expression flickering in her beautiful eyes. Without saying anything, she fixed her gaze on Shi Yi.
"Xiao Yi, I think I can call you that," Bibi Dong chuckled at Shi Yi, as if nothing had just happened.
Shi Yi slowly stood up, smiled, and nodded, "Of course, Your Holiness."
"There's a reason for this. The Spirit Hall's competition prize was taken away by Tang Hao. If you don't mind, please come with me to the Spirit Hall's treasury to choose another spirit bone," Bibi Dong whispered to Shi Yi.
Upon hearing this, the Titled Douluo standing behind Bibi Dong looked at Shi Yi with envy. Some of them had been there before, so they understood the implications.
Upon hearing this, Shi Yi smiled and bowed to Bibi Dong, "Thank you, Your Holiness."
Remembering how, after losing the match, Bibi Dong immediately arranged for a similar soul bone for Hu Liena, Shi Yi became curious about this supposed treasure trove.
Watching the two of them in such harmony, Ning Fengzhi, not far away, looked extremely grim.
Bibi Dong, now thinking of Ning Fengzhi, also thought of him nearby. "Since the match is over, I won't keep you here any longer. Sect Leader Ning, if you have nothing else to do, please feel free to do as you please."
Ning Fengzhi, trying his best to maintain his warm smile, nodded, "Thank you for your hospitality these past few days, Your Holiness."
Bibi Dong looked at Ning Fengzhi with a meaningful smile and said, "You're welcome, Sect Leader Ning."
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