Chapter 82: We are the Champions! Who in the World Doesn't Know You Now!
"Boom—!!!"
The Atlas Spear, carrying the violent power of the First and Second soul skills, collided heavily with the massive projection of the Clear Sky Hammer.
In an instant, an ear-splitting roar erupted across the entire arena, threatening to rupture eardrums, as a violent shockwave of energy swept out frantically from the point of impact.
The spear light, bolstered by a three-hundred-percent critical hit rate, tore frantically along the patterns of the Clear Sky Hammer projection, causing the once indestructible giant hammer to gradually disintegrate.
The Aura of the Clear Sky Battle Formation, maintained by the combined efforts of Tang Xiao and the Clear Sky Sect members, suddenly stalled, and everyone's faces turned deathly pale.
In just a moment, the strongest combined attack of the Clear Sky Battle Formation completely collapsed under the Atlas Spear's violent offensive, dissipating into the air as countless motes of Soul Power.
Tang Xiao's pupils constricted sharply, his face filled with disbelief. How could he accept that an attack fueled by the full power of the Clear Sky Battle Formation had been easily broken by Yun Yuan!
Not just him; the other six team members performing the Clear Sky Battle Formation also felt a deep bitterness. They had underestimated Yun Yuan too much, never expecting that even their proudest trump card, the Clear Sky Battle Formation, could not defeat him.
After crushing the giant hammer projection, the Battle Intent around Yun Yuan had already climbed to its peak, the residual power of the spear tip yet to fade.
"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 emitted a dazzling light, and a layer of faint golden flowing light appeared on the incandescent shaft of the Atlas Spear.
This light seemed gentle, yet it allowed the Atlas Spear to ignore any shield or defense, directly attacking the enemy's health.
With the effects of the first two spirit skills stacked, Yun Yuan's momentum reached a new level, determined to completely crush the Clear Sky Sect team's Clear Sky Battle Formation with this single blow.
Facing a strike with the stacked effects of three spirit skills, Tang Xiao's expression grew increasingly solemn.
Then, he roared out an order:
"Brothers, for the glory of the Clear Sky Sect, we must not lose!"
"Clear Sky Bastion, rise!"
Hearing Tang Xiao's words, the Clear Sky Sect members finally regained their confidence. They still had to bring the three Ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones back to the Clear Sky Sect; at this critical moment, they could not lose heart.
Suppressing the churning blood within their bodies, the Clear Sky Sect members exhausted their remaining Soul Power to drive the Clear Sky Battle Formation. Layer upon layer of black Soul Power barriers condensed before them, transforming into an incredibly thick Clear Sky Bastion.
However, the effect of Yun Yuan's Third Soul Skill was True Damage, which directly ignored any shield or defense.
The indestructible Clear Sky Bastion was like paper before the impact of the Atlas Spear; the spear tip pierced through the barrier with ease.
"Crack—!"
A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the Clear Sky Bastion was instantly dismantled by the Atlas Spear. The Clear Sky Battle Formation could no longer hold on.
The Clear Sky Sect members spat out blood one after another, their bodies flying backward like kites with broken strings. They crashed heavily to the ground, their Auras withering.
This duel between the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall finally concluded with Yun Yuan's complete victory.
In this battle, Yun Yuan had only used his first three spirit skills, not even touching his fourth, to crush the Clear Sky Battle Formation that the Clear Sky Sect team had used with all their might.
Then, the Cardinal above the Angel Arena slowly descended to announce the final result of this Spirit Master Tournament.
"The final match of the Spirit Master Tournament, Spirit Hall team versus Clear Sky Sect team: Spirit Hall team wins!"
"Boom—!!!"
The Atlas Spear, carrying the violent power of the First and Second soul skills, collided heavily with the massive projection of the Clear Sky Hammer.
In an instant, an ear-splitting roar erupted across the entire arena, threatening to rupture eardrums, as a violent shockwave of energy swept out frantically from the point of impact.
The spear light, bolstered by a three-hundred-percent critical hit rate, tore frantically along the patterns of the Clear Sky Hammer projection, causing the once indestructible giant hammer to gradually disintegrate.
The Aura of the Clear Sky Battle Formation, maintained by the combined efforts of Tang Xiao and the Clear Sky Sect members, suddenly stalled, and everyone's faces turned deathly pale.
In just a moment, the strongest combined attack of the Clear Sky Battle Formation completely collapsed under the Atlas Spear's violent offensive, dissipating into the air as countless motes of Soul Power.
Tang Xiao's pupils constricted sharply, his face filled with disbelief. How could he accept that an attack fueled by the full power of the Clear Sky Battle Formation had been easily broken by Yun Yuan!
Not just him; the other six team members performing the Clear Sky Battle Formation also felt a deep bitterness. They had underestimated Yun Yuan too much, never expecting that even their proudest trump card, the Clear Sky Battle Formation, could not defeat him.
After crushing the giant hammer projection, the Battle Intent around Yun Yuan had already climbed to its peak, the residual power of the spear tip yet to fade.
"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 emitted a dazzling light, and a layer of faint golden flowing light appeared on the incandescent shaft of the Atlas Spear.
This light seemed gentle, yet it allowed the Atlas Spear to ignore any shield or defense, directly attacking the enemy's health.
With the effects of the first two spirit skills stacked, Yun Yuan's momentum reached a new level, determined to completely crush the Clear Sky Sect team's Clear Sky Battle Formation with this single blow.
Facing a strike with the stacked effects of three spirit skills, Tang Xiao's expression grew increasingly solemn.
Then, he roared out an order:
"Brothers, for the glory of the Clear Sky Sect, we must not lose!"
"Clear Sky Bastion, rise!"
Hearing Tang Xiao's words, the Clear Sky Sect members finally regained their confidence. They still had to bring the three Ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones back to the Clear Sky Sect; at this critical moment, they could not lose heart.
Suppressing the churning blood within their bodies, the Clear Sky Sect members exhausted their remaining Soul Power to drive the Clear Sky Battle Formation. Layer upon layer of black Soul Power barriers condensed before them, transforming into an incredibly thick Clear Sky Bastion.
However, the effect of Yun Yuan's Third Soul Skill was True Damage, which directly ignored any shield or defense.
The indestructible Clear Sky Bastion was like paper before the impact of the Atlas Spear; the spear tip pierced through the barrier with ease.
"Crack—!"
A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the Clear Sky Bastion was instantly dismantled by the Atlas Spear. The Clear Sky Battle Formation could no longer hold on.
The Clear Sky Sect members spat out blood one after another, their bodies flying backward like kites with broken strings. They crashed heavily to the ground, their Auras withering.
This duel between the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall finally concluded with Yun Yuan's complete victory.
In this battle, Yun Yuan had only used his first three spirit skills, not even touching his fourth, to crush the Clear Sky Battle Formation that the Clear Sky Sect team had used with all their might.
Then, the Cardinal above the Angel Arena slowly descended to announce the final result of this Spirit Master Tournament.
"The final match of the Spirit Master Tournament, Spirit Hall team versus Clear Sky Sect team: Spirit Hall team wins!"
"Finally, let us offer our warmest cheers and applause to congratulate the overall champions of this Spirit Master Tournament, the Spirit Hall team!"
At those words, the entire Angel Arena fell silent for a moment before erupting into cheers and applause that reached the heavens.
"The champion team is the Spirit Hall team! Saint Yun Yuan is peerless under heaven!..."
Waves of praise reached Yun Yuan's ears. Despite his mature inner self, the landslide of cheers caused the corners of his mouth to turn up slightly in an excited smile.
So this is what it feels like to become famous at a young age; it's actually quite nice.
Just then, Bibi Dong came up to Yun Yuan from behind with a brilliant smile and gave him 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."
While one side rejoiced, the other grieved. As Yun Yuan and Bibi Dong celebrated, the members of the Clear Sky Sect team returned to their waiting room, dejected.
"Father, Xiao'er is incompetent. I failed to bring honor to our Clear Sky Sect and failed to bring back those three Ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones."
Hearing this, Tang Zhen glanced through the window at Yun Yuan on the Angel Arena and sighed deeply.
"Xiao'er, Hao'er, everyone, I know you all did your best. It's just that the Spirit Hall Saint Yun Yuan's combat strength is too great; even an ordinary Soul Saint could not compare to him. You don't need to blame yourselves."
Having just watched the entire match, he naturally knew how monstrous Yun Yuan was. That combat power was simply inhuman.
Tang Xiao and the other six had exhausted all their skills against Yun Yuan, yet they still couldn't force out his Fourth Soul Skill.
As the saying goes, if you can't win, you can't win. Even if the Clear Sky Sect team were to face Yun Yuan again, the result would be the same. So, what regrets could they have?
While Tang Zhen comforted the Clear Sky Sect team, the awards ceremony for the champions officially began.
At the same time, the Coronation Ceremony for Yun Yuan and Bibi Dong as Saint and Holy Maiden also officially commenced.
This day belonged to the glory of Spirit Hall. With Yun Yuan and Bibi Dong's performances in the Spirit Master Tournament, Spirit Hall's reputation was set to soar.
In the eyes of the continent's Genius Soul Masters, the current Spirit Hall was the place where prodigies and monsters should go. In the future, whenever a Genius appeared in some small place, their first consideration would always be Spirit Hall.
It was just like the future Shrek Academy; once the reputation was established, geniuses would naturally flock to them in a steady stream.
Three days later, news of the Spirit Master Tournament in Spirit City began to spread frantically across the continent.
Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden, Bibi Dong, had become a three-ring Soul Elder with one yellow and two purple rings at the age of eight or nine, single-handedly sweeping through the entire Plant Academy team.
As for Yun Yuan, he was even more legendary: a four-ring Soul Sect with one yellow, one purple, and two black rings. At the age of eight or nine, he had successively defeated Tianshui Academy and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.
Finally, in the grand finals, he used absolute strength to crush the Clear Sky Sect team, dismantle the Clear Sky Battle Formation, and seize the overall championship of the Spirit Master Tournament.
In addition, all the branch halls of Spirit Hall across the Douluo Continent learned just how monstrous and powerful their Saint and Holy Maiden were.
At the thought that prodigies like Yun Yuan and Bibi Dong were their Spirit Hall's Saint and Holy Maiden, all members of Spirit Hall couldn't help but puff out their chests with pride as they walked.
After this Spirit Master Tournament, every member of Spirit Hall, high and low, acknowledged their Saint and Holy Maiden.
From then on, who in the world would not know them!
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