Chapter 164: Conclusion
The next day.
The Soul Master Competition was already bustling with activity.
People arrived early, seeking the best viewing spots, eagerly anticipating the start of the finals.
However, just as the match was about to begin, something unexpected happened—the Spirit Hall team conceded defeat!
This news was like a bombshell, instantly detonating the entire venue.
The audience stared in shock, unable to believe what they were seeing.
"What the hell? The Spirit Hall team, always so arrogant, actually conceded defeat?"
"Isn't it obvious? With His Majesty here, what do you think they could do even if they played? In the end, they'd still end up in disgrace! Instead of that, it's better to concede early and save face!"
"That's true! After all, who could have imagined a Titled Douluo would sneak into a competition like this?"
The audience was buzzing with discussion, surprised and puzzled by the Spirit Hall team's sudden withdrawal.
Some considered it a wise move, avoiding a hopeless battle; others felt the Spirit Hall team was too cowardly, having lost their fighting spirit.
With the Spirit Hall team's withdrawal, the highly anticipated Spirit Master Tournament finally came to a close.
Despite the somewhat unexpected outcome, the audience remained deeply impressed by the spectacular performance.
After all, not every tournament offers the chance to see a Titled Douluo!
"Next, invite the champion to the stage to receive his award!"
The host's voice echoed, and the audience erupted in cheers and applause.
Hearing this, Mizunoe quickly nudged Yang Ziyuan, his face lit with excitement, and said, "Ziyuan, go!"
"Okay!"
Yang Ziyuan nodded, a faint smile playing on his face, and then strolled onto the stage with a leisurely manner.
The moment he stepped onto the stage, the audience cheered again, the atmosphere reaching a fever pitch.
Yang Ziyuan waved to the audience with a smile, then cast his gaze towards Bibi Dong standing on the stage.
Bibi Dong, clad in a resplendent golden papal robe, radiated a graceful presence, exuding a noble and mysterious aura.
Even though he had seen her before, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help but pause for a moment.
But soon, his gaze shifted from Bibi Dong to the three soul bones placed nearby.
Each of these bones exuded a powerful aura, conveying a sense of preciousness and strength.
"Yang Ziyuan, I never imagined you, with your current abilities, would participate in the Soul Master Competition,"
Bibi Dong said, her eyes flickering with surprise as she gazed upon the spirited Yang Ziyuan.
Her tone was filled with emotion, as if she were surprised by Yang Ziyuan's presence.
After all, she had carefully selected these three soul bones, specifically for Hu Liena and three other members of the Golden Generation.
However, Yang Ziyuan, with his own strength, had frightened them away, becoming the champion of the competition.
Consequently, the three soul bones ultimately fell into Yang Ziyuan's hands.
"Your Holiness, no one can predict such things! When I agreed to participate in the Soul Master Competition at Tianshui Academy, I was still a mere Soul King. I had intended to use this opportunity to hone myself. Who could have imagined that I would now break through to the level of a Titled Douluo?"
Hearing this, Bibi Dong's mouth twitched slightly, and she muttered to herself, "This kid is really taking advantage of me!"
However, she didn't want to argue.
After all, this wasn't the right time for small talk.
She turned, picked up the tray containing the three soul bones, and handed it to Yang Ziyuan.
"I hope you will take good care of these three soul bones. Later, I will exchange them for three soul bones of equal quality!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Ziyuan took them calmly and whispered, "Your Holiness, rest assured! I will take good care of these three soul bones."
To be honest, he was a little disdainful of these three soul bones. After all
, since the battle with the evil killer whales, the Po Yi clan had basically no shortage of soul bones.
However, when it came to something free, he naturally accepted it!
As for why he agreed to the exchange?
It was because he didn't want to offend the other party.
After all, she was nominally his mother-in-law!
Finally, whether she could produce soul bones of equal quality?
He had no concerns at all!
After all, as the Pope, she undoubtedly had a private collection of valuable items.
Furthermore, even if they didn't have any, the other party could still use their privileged access to choose from the Spirit Hall's treasury.
Even if Qian Daoliu found out later, he'd probably turn a blind eye for Qian Renxue's sake.
Bibi Dong, however, clearly had no idea of Yang Ziyuan's intentions. She simply assumed he was giving up the three spirit bones because of their relationship.
This gave her a sigh of relief, and she immediately declared, "The Spirit Master Competition is over! Let us congratulate the Tianshui Academy team for winning the championship!"
"Pa, pa, pa!"
As soon as Bibi Dong finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.
While the Tianshui team's victory was somewhat rigged, it didn't diminish their recognition of the academy.
After all, the fact they could even recruit such a young Titled Douluo was proof enough of their ability.
Looking at the thunderous applause from the crowd, Bibi Dong glanced around, her gaze immediately fixed on the Blue Tyrant team's position.
Strange? Wasn't Nana and the others feeding Tang San a poison pill? Why didn't it look like there was any blockage in the meridians?
Could it be that there was something wrong with the Rakshasa God's poison pill?
No, that was impossible!
She had tested it on death row prisoners before, so how could there be any mistakes?
Either Nana and the others were hiding the truth out of fear of punishment. Or perhaps it was the Shura God who had intervened!
But the latter was clearly more likely!
She believed Hu Liena and the others wouldn't dare lie to her about such a thing.
Besides, Tang San had been unconscious yesterday, so Nana and the others wouldn't miss this opportunity!
Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's gaze deepened.
She knew the game with the Shura God had begun.
Meanwhile, Tang San felt like someone was watching him, making him uneasy.
So, he hurriedly urged, "Teacher, the competition is over. Let's pack up and go back!"
Yu Xiaogang nodded dejectedly.
"Let's go!"
Once upon a time, he had imagined being like Mizunotsuki, surrounded by everyone, the center of attention, enjoying the so-called respect.
Unfortunately, he was ultimately a worthless person.
Just like now, if Tang San doesn't achieve good results, the world will not focus on him!
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