see for No one expected that the long-awaited finals would end so swiftly and abruptly.
Shrek Academy's guns are truly fast!
Before anyone else could even react, it was already over.
What surprised everyone was
the sheer power of the fusion skill unleashed by the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, evolved from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and the unknown mutated spirit silver spear. It was
unlike any other dazzling and flashy fusion skill.
A simple spear thrust, carrying overwhelming force, was unstoppable.
On the stage, Xie Yue and Hu Liena clutched their massive abdominal wounds, struggling to suppress their cries of pain.
Ning Fengzhi had already stood up, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appearing in his hand. As his spirit rings pulsed, streams of light flowed into the bodies of the seven members of the Spirit Hall team.
Especially Hu Liena and Xie Yue on the stage, several streams of light entered their bodies in succession.
This was healing light.
Xie Yue and Hu Liena's wounds healed at a visible speed.
At this moment, Bibi Dong's surprised expression had calmed down. She smiled at Ning Fengzhi, who had retracted his Seven Treasures True Body, and said,
"Thank you, Sect Master Ning."
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, "It was nothing. It's nothing to mention."
Ning Fengzhi was also worried that Xie Yue and the other's injuries were too severe and would leave hidden ailments, which would only increase their resentment.
After all, it was his daughter and future son-in-law who had intervened.
The Pope and all the Title Douluos stood up. Bibi Dong calmly announced, "The final champion of this year's All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is Shrek Academy.
Congratulations to you, talented young soul masters."
At the award ceremony,
the Cardinal respectfully presented the Pope with the three soul bones that had been placed on a brocade tray. The Cardinal,
acting as the host, announced loudly,
"Please have the representative of Shrek Academy come forward to receive the champion's award."
The team members on the stage all turned their attention to Ma Hongjun.
"Hongjun, go!"
"Brother, go quickly!"
The moment to receive the honor had arrived.
At this moment, Ma Hongjun suddenly lost the excitement of winning the championship.
It all came too easily!
Ma Hongjun's strength was no longer at the level of a young man. When strength reaches a certain height, one's perspective and mindset are different.
Slowly walking towards the center, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo both cast pleased smiles your way.
Step by step, approaching, when Ma Hongjun finally stood before Bibi Dong,
he realized that the Pope before him was breathtakingly beautiful—noble, elegant, serene—all the best words seemed to describe this woman. Although she was no longer young, the marks of time seemed to have left no trace on her.
This woman, apart from her name, was perfect in every way.
At this moment, Ma Hongjun felt that Grandmaster was unworthy of her.
He couldn't understand why such a perfect and outstanding woman as Bibi Dong would be infatuated with Grandmaster.
With Bibi Dong's status and position, she shouldn't be the kind of woman who hesitated and wavered. Having reached the position of Pope, she shouldn't be burdened by love. Why didn't she let go of everything and truly be her own queen?
With her current power and status, if she liked the master, she could easily force him to become her male concubine.
It can only be said that something called love is at play.
Ma Hongjun kept his head down as much as possible, not letting Bibi Dong see his eyes.
Knowing Bibi Dong's tragic life, Ma Hongjun found it difficult to feel any awe or reverence for the Pope; he even felt some pity and sympathy.
But the Pope at this moment didn't need such things.
"Raise your head!"
Now that they were close, Bibi Dong's voice sounded crisp, without any trace of majesty.
Ma Hongjun slowly raised his head, trying to make his eyes show more reverence.
His gaze met Bibi Dong's, and her exquisite face was completely imprinted in Ma Hongjun's eyes.
Looking closely, he really did have a resemblance to Qian Renxue.
"You don't look like a young man at all; your eyes are too mature,"
Bibi Dong said with slight interest.
This made Ning Fengzhi, standing behind, blush. He knew all about his son-in-law's romantic escapades. He was in no way inferior to his father-in-law.
To think that Ma Hongjun could start an adult life at the age of nine is something most people can only dream of.
Ning Fengzhi was even a little worried that Ma Hongjun might harbor blasphemous thoughts towards Bibi Dong. After all, even the usually composed Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but have fleeting thoughts about Bibi Dong's beauty and demeanor.
"Your Holiness is too kind. Hongjun is just a newborn calf," Ning Fengzhi said, trying to smooth things over for Ma Hongjun.
"Ma Hongjun is from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?" Bibi Dong frowned, recalling that the girl who had performed the Martial Soul Fusion with Ma Hongjun earlier possessed the Martial Soul of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—no, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
She had even planned to invite Ma Hongjun to join the Spirit Hall, but now it seemed…
"Hongjun and my daughter are destined for each other. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will soon arrange their engagement,"
Ning Fengzhi said with a slight smile.
He understood Bibi Dong's intentions perfectly. He was saying this to dissuade her from recruiting him, lest she make the offer later and Ma Hongjun couldn't accept, leading to an awkward situation for everyone.
"Then I congratulate the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in advance on gaining such a wonderful son-in-law!"
Bibi Dong no longer dwelled on the matter. Although Ma Hongjun was excellent, forced relationships are never sweet, and some things can't be forced.
"This is a reward for the champion. Accept it, young man!"
Bibi Dong handed Ma Hongjun a brocade plate containing three Soul Bones.
Ma Hongjun bowed and accepted it with both hands.
After all that trouble, it was all for these three spirit bones.
The competition ended too quickly; it wasn't even noon yet, but everyone was already starting to leave.
The Spirit Hall had prepared numerous celebrations, but with their team's defeat, they had to be put on hold.
The Shrek Seven Devils decided to distribute the three spirit bones among themselves.
The Spirit Concentration Wisdom Skull was undoubtedly the most suitable for Tang San.
The Swift Wind Chasing Left Leg was suitable for Zhu Zhuqing.
And the Explosive Burning Flame Right Arm, for the time being, seemed suitable for Ma Hongjun,
since Ma Hongjun also possessed the Fire Phoenix Spirit.
The three spirit bones were simply distributed without any controversy. When a team's bond is truly like that of brothers and sisters, they won't dwell too much on these personal gains; everyone will consider the other's feelings.
The Dragon-Snake Clan and the Beast Academy members left together. Before leaving, Meng Yiran had a private conversation with Tang San.
Meng Yiran had long known that Tang San already had someone in his heart; she couldn't enter his heart. This was a way of putting an end to her own love story.
Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai didn't feel comfortable interfering in this matter. The pure and virtuous Tang San was nothing like them; he was chaste and loyal in love.
However, he and Meng Yiran maintained a good friendship, as they shared common interests.
The people from Tianshui Academy left. Before leaving, Shui Bing'er and Ma Hongjun exchanged a glance, but neither took a step forward to strike up a conversation.
It was as if they had forgotten each other forever.
This was a beautiful impression formed without verbal communication or shared experiences, only a faint mutual understanding.
There was only an inexplicable connection between them, lacking a middleman to connect them.
"I really hate that this world doesn't have WeChat!"
Ma Hongjun sighed. If WeChat existed, he would have shamelessly asked Shui Bing'er for her WeChat.
After all, missing out on a beauty would leave a regret!
Shui Bing'er felt the same way, sighing softly, and left with regret.
The Shrek Academy members stayed overnight in Wuhun City; Grandmaster still had matters to attend to.
That evening, those who obtained the soul bones began fusing them.
Ma Hongjun also attempted to fuse his Flame Right Arm, but it failed.
His right hand already possessed an external soul bone, the right palm bone, the Dark Gold Terror Claw, which was of the metal element. This Flame Right Arm bone, however, was of the fire element; their attributes were different and incompatible.
For soul bone fusion, even the slightest incompatibility was fatal, as it was something directly fused into the bone.
Unfortunately, this soul bone was also unsuitable for Meng Yiran; otherwise, he could have given it to her to repay the favor of the Dark Gold Terror Claw right palm bone. Since it
was unsuitable for anyone now, Ma Hongjun could only keep it and see if he could exchange it for a suitable soul bone later.
As for selling it for gold soul coins to distribute among the team members, that was completely unnecessary.
From the competition to winning the championship, each team member had received at least ten thousand gold coins, and if they wished, they could also obtain the title of Viscount in the Empire.
Basically, at this point, as long as the team members wanted, they could join any faction without issue, and the treatment would be excellent.
This was the benefit of being a champion.
That night, the Grandmaster quietly entered the Papal Palace alone.
Upon reaching the entrance, the paladin's knights stopped him.
The master produced a token bearing six symbols, and the lead knight immediately knelt on one knee.
"Greetings, Elder!"
"Take me to see the Pope,"
the master stated his purpose in the simplest of words.
The knight respectfully led the master to the main hall of the papacy.
Before he could announce his arrival, a clear and melodious voice rang out from outside the door.
"You all wait outside. No one is to disturb us without my order."
"Yes!"
The knight withdrew, and in the soft light, the spacious hall did not seem so cold and gloomy.
However, the night always carries a sense of loneliness.
The master picked up the tea beside him, brought it to his nose, and slowly took a sip.
"You've come."
A soft, melodious voice easily evoked a feeling of warmth and comfort.
Bibi Dong had changed her clothes; she was no longer the noble and aloof empress she had been during the day.
She wore a casual yet somewhat sexy red robe, lazily walking to the seat next to the master. She sat down with a carefree posture, the wide robe immediately spreading open, revealing glimpses of her white skin.
The master's gaze quickly shifted.
Since his martial soul had recovered, the master's confidence had returned, and he had originally thought he could face Bibi Dong with ease.
But Bibi Dong had only revealed a little bit of herself, and Yu Xiaogang's heart was in turmoil.
First love is the most unforgettable; it's always deeply hidden in the heart, thought to be forgotten, yet often remembered.
The master turned around again, his gaze boldly sweeping over Bibi Dong's body, finally settling on her sorrowful face.
"Yes, I'm here. How are you?"
Bibi Dong stood up, walked to the front of Yu Xiaogang, and looked down at him as he sat in the chair.
Yu Xiaogang tried to stand up, but Bibi Dong's powerful aura held him back, preventing him from moving.
Bibi Dong reached out, unbuttoned her clothes, and twirled in front of Yu Xiaogang.
The red robe draped over her slowly fell away, revealing nothing underneath.
"Whether you're alright or not, see for yourself!"
(End of Chapter)
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