Chapter 82: We Are the Champions! Who in the world does not know your name!
"Boom—!!!"
The Atlas Spear, carrying the violent power of the first and second soul skills, collided head-on with the massive phantom of the Clear Sky Hammer.
In an instant, a piercing roar erupted across the entire arena, shaking eardrums to the brink of rupture. The violent energy shockwave spread wildly from the point of collision.
Empowered by a three-hundred percent critical hit rate, the spear light tore frantically along the patterns of the Clear Sky Hammer phantom. The originally indestructible hammer phantom gradually began to collapse.
The momentum of the Clear Sky Battle Formation, jointly maintained by Tang Xiao and the others, suddenly stalled, and all of them turned deathly pale.
In just a moment, the strongest combined technique unleashed by the Clear Sky Battle Formation was completely shattered under the Atlas Spear's violent assault, dispersing into countless motes of soul power that vanished into the air.
Tang Xiao's pupils shrank violently, his face filled with disbelief. His all-out strike, fueled by the entire Clear Sky Battle Formation, had been so easily broken by Yun Yuan. How could he accept this?
Not only him, but also the other six members who had executed the Clear Sky Battle Formation also felt bitterness in their hearts. They had underestimated Yun Yuan. Even their proudest trump card, the Clear Sky Battle Formation, could not defeat him.
After shattering the hammer phantom, Yun Yuan's battle intent surged to its peak, the lingering force at his spear tip still undiminished.
"Tang Xiao, it's my turn to counterattack!"
"Third Soul Skill: True Damage!"
As his voice fell, the third black soul ring on Yun Yuan's body shone brilliantly. A faint golden glow spread across the incandescent body of the Atlas Spear.
This glow appeared gentle, yet it allowed the spear to ignore any shield or defense, directly striking at the enemy's vitality.
With the effects of the first two soul skills stacked, Yun Yuan's power rose to yet another level, determined to completely crush the Clear Sky Sect team's formation in this single strike.
Facing Yun Yuan's attack, enhanced by three stacked soul skills, Tang Xiao's expression grew even more grave.
Then he roared out an order:
"Brothers, for the glory of the Clear Sky Sect, we must not lose!"
"Clear Sky Barrier, rise!"
Hearing Tang Xiao's words, the members of the Clear Sky Sect regained their confidence. They still had to bring back the three ten-thousand-year soul bones to the sect. At this critical moment, they could not afford to lose faith.
Suppressing the surging blood and qi within their bodies, they poured all their remaining soul power into the Clear Sky Battle Formation. Layer upon layer of black soul power barriers condensed before them, forming an incomparably thick Clear Sky Barrier.
However, Yun Yuan's third soul skill, true damage, completely ignores any shield or defense.
The seemingly indestructible Clear Sky Barrier was like paper before the Atlas Spear. The spear tip pierced through it with ease.
"Crack——!"
A crisp, shattering sound rang out as the Clear Sky Barrier was instantly broken apart by the spear. The Clear Sky Battle Formation could no longer hold.
The members of the Clear Sky Sect all spat out blood, their bodies flying backward like kites with snapped strings before crashing heavily onto the ground, each of them weak and drained.
This clash between the Clear Sky Sect team and the Spirit Hall team ended with Yun Yuan's complete victory.
In this battle, Yun Yuan had only used his first three soul skills. Without even using his fourth, he had shattered the Clear Sky Battle Formation unleashed by the Clear Sky Sect team at full strength.
Then, the cardinal in red robes descended slowly from above the Angel Arena, announcing the final result of the Soul Master Tournament.
"The final of the Soul Master Tournament: Spirit Hall team versus Clear Sky Sect team—victory goes to the Spirit Hall team!"
"Finally, let us give our warmest cheers and applause to congratulate the overall champions of this Soul Master Tournament, the Spirit Hall team!"
At these words, the entire Angel Arena fell silent for a brief moment before erupting into thunderous cheers and applause that echoed into the sky.
"The champion team is the Spirit Hall team! His Highness Yun Yuan is unmatched under heaven!…"
Wave after wave of praise entered Yun Yuan's ears. Even with his mature mindset, he could not help but let a faint smile rise on his lips, revealing an excited expression.
So this was what it felt like to become famous at a young age. It was actually quite nice.
At this moment, Bibi Dong came up behind him, her face filled with a radiant smile as she gave Yun Yuan a big hug.
"Yay, junior brother, we won! The Spirit Hall team is the champion. Now, both of us will be famous throughout the continent. I'm so happy."
Where there is joy, there is sorrow. While Yun Yuan and Bibi Dong were celebrating, the members of the Clear Sky Sect team returned to their lounge in dejection.
"Father, your son is incompetent. I failed to bring honor to the Clear Sky Sect, and I couldn't bring back those three ten-thousand-year soul bones."
Hearing this, Tang Zhen looked out the window at Yun Yuan in the Angel Arena and let out a deep sigh.
"Xiao'er, Hao'er, everyone, I know you all did your best. It's just that the Spirit Hall's Holy Son, Yun Yuan, is far too powerful. Even ordinary Soul Saints cannot match him. You need not blame yourselves."
As someone who had watched the entire match, he clearly understood just how monstrous Yun Yuan was. That level of combat power was simply inhuman.
The seven of them had used everything they had against Yun Yuan, yet still could not force out his fourth soul skill.
As the saying goes, if you can't win, you simply can't win. Even if the Clear Sky Sect team fought Yun Yuan again, the result would be the same. What regrets could they have left?
While Tang Zhen was comforting them, the championship award ceremony officially began.
At the same time, the coronation ceremony for Yun Yuan and Bibi Dong as the Holy Son and Saintess also officially commenced.
This day belonged to the glory of Spirit Hall. And with the performances of Yun Yuan and Bibi Dong in the Soul Master Tournament, Spirit Hall's reputation would rise sharply.
In the eyes of talented soul masters across the continent, Spirit Hall had now become the place where true geniuses and monsters belonged. In the future, whenever a genius appeared in some small place, their first choice would always be Spirit Hall.
Just like Shrek Academy in the future, once a reputation is established, talents will naturally come in an endless stream.
Three days later, news of the Soul Master Tournament in Spirit City began to spread wildly across the continent.
Spirit Hall's Saintess Bibi Dong, at the age of eight or nine, had become a three-ring Soul Elder with one yellow and two purple soul rings, single-handedly defeating the entire Blue Sunshine Academy team.
As for Yun Yuan, he was even more legendary. With one yellow, one purple, and two black soul rings as a four-ring Soul Ancestor, at the age of eight or nine, he consecutively defeated the Sky Water Academy team and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan team.
Finally, in the grand finals, he crushed the Clear Sky Sect team with absolute strength, shattered the Clear Sky Battle Formation, and claimed the overall championship of the Soul Master Tournament.
In addition, all branches of Spirit Hall across the Douluo Continent came to know just how monstrous and powerful their Holy Son and Saintess were.
Thinking that such peerless talents as Yun Yuan and Bibi Dong belonged to Spirit Hall, all members of Spirit Hall could not help but walk with their chests slightly puffed out, their hearts filled with pride.
After this Soul Master Tournament, every member of Spirit Hall fully acknowledged their Holy Son and Saintess.
From then on, who in the world would not know them!
End of Chapter
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