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Inside the Shrek waiting area, Tang San's expression was fluctuating, and the purple light in his eyes flickered intensely. His clenched fists were white at the knuckles, and complex emotions surged within him—shock that Feng Xiao had defeated Yan so effortlessly, and annoyance that Feng Xiao had not caused any substantial harm to Yan.
This meant that even if they forfeited the match, they would still face the Spirit Hall team at full strength, and their previous tactical arrangements had fallen through.
Yu Tianheng's face next to him was equally grim, with a vein faintly throbbing on his forehead. The sight of the unconscious Yan being carried off the field reminded him of how he, too, had been humiliatingly defeated by Feng Xiao's strange sound wave attack.
That sense of powerlessness still felt like a thorn in his throat whenever he thought about it.
"This move…" Yu Tianheng's voice was hoarse, "It's exactly like what I experienced."
Dai Mubai's brows furrowed upon hearing this: "Even you couldn't break through it?"
Yu Tianheng nodded heavily, lightning flashing in his eyes: "The air resistance caused by that sound wave is extremely strong, like being trapped in a swamp, and the most terrifying thing is… the sound wave and the air current complement each other, and that sound wave can block the flow of spirit power within a Spirit Master's body." He paused, "Even if he is a Spirit King, if he doesn't break through immediately, during the time he struggles in the air current, he will have spirit power but be unable to use any of it."
These words cast a shadow over the Shrek team.
Tang San took a deep breath, the purple light in his eyes deepening. Even if the road ahead was difficult, he had to win the final championship glory.
"Father did not hesitate to violate Sect rules… to bestow the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes upon me." Tang San murmured to himself, Tang Hao's weathered face appearing in his mind, "I must not disappoint him."
"Little San?" Xiao Wu keenly noticed his change.
Tang San returned a resolute gaze, saying softly: "Don't worry, we will definitely win." In these simple words, there was an unshakeable determination. Since Feng Xiao chose to preserve the strength of Spirit Hall, he would use absolute power to prove the worth of a Clear Sky successor in the final match.
After the Spirit Hall Academy team members carried the unconscious Yan off the stage, Hu Liena gracefully stepped forward and bowed elegantly before the Supreme Pontiff's seat. She knelt on one knee, lowered her head, and whispered: "Your Holiness, the Spirit Hall Academy team requests to forfeit the subsequent matches."
Bibi Dong gazed at her most favored disciple, a rare hint of maternal affection in her majestic eyes. She nodded slightly, her scepter lightly tapping the ground: "Granted. I announce that the morning's individual competition is won by Heaven Dou Royal Advanced Soul Master Academy."
Upon hearing this, Feng Xiao calmly and deeply bowed towards the Supreme Pontiff's throne: "Thank you, Your Holiness." His black hair fell, concealing the faint smile at the corner of his mouth. This perfectly executed etiquette (etiquette) preserved Spirit Hall's dignity while securing the greatest advantage for Heaven Dou.
Bibi Dong gazed at Feng Xiao, a flicker of appreciation in her eyes, and she nodded slightly: "If I am not mistaken, your spirit rings should all be spirit power amplification skills, which is also why you have been slow to absorb your fifth spirit ring."
Feng Xiao, holding the Fuxi Zither, respectfully bowed: "Your Holiness has keen insight."
A rare look of approval appeared on Bibi Dong's face, and her scepter lightly tapped the ground: "Your unique insights into Spirits have opened up a whole new path of development for instrument-type Spirits, making outstanding contributions to the Spirit Master's world." Her voice deepened, carrying an undeniable majesty, "As the sacred land of Spirit Masters on the continent, Spirit Hall naturally ought to show its appreciation. I hereby grant you the title of Honorary Elder of Spirit Hall, enjoying Elder-level treatment."
As soon as Bibi Dong uttered these words, the entire audience was in an uproar. The weight of this conferment was comparable to Emperor Xue Ye bestowing a dukedom—although it was an honorary Elder position, with Feng Xiao's displayed talent, achieving Titled Douluo status and becoming a full-fledged Elder with real power would be a natural progression.
Feng Xiao looked up at the Supreme Pontiff high above, sighing inwardly at his mother-in-law's generosity, but on his face, he appropriately showed a hesitant expression. His slender fingers unconsciously stroked the Fuxi Zither strings, as if weighing the pros and cons.
"Boy, aren't you going to step forward and thank Her Holiness?" Ghost Douluo's hoarse voice broke the silence, his deep-set eyes fixed on Feng Xiao.
Feng Xiao feigned hesitation: "Your Holiness, the competition is not yet over, for this junior to receive an award at this time, it's truly…"
"If I say you deserve it, then you deserve it." Bibi Dong lightly tapped her scepter, and an invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire venue. She slightly raised her eyes, and the aura of a Super Douluo made everyone present hold their breath. At this moment, the Supreme Pontiff's majesty was fully displayed, and no one dared to utter a word.
Seeing this, Feng Xiao "reluctantly" bowed: "Thank you, Your Holiness, for your grace." His lowered eyelids concealed the sharp glint in his eyes.
In the VIP section, Ning Fengzhi's expression was solemn, unconsciously stroking the scepter in his hand. Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged a meaningful glance—Spirit Hall's move was clearly to firmly bind this genius to their chariot.
"The morning session ends here." Bibi Dong's clear voice echoed across the square. She gracefully rose, her brilliant golden Supreme Pontiff's robe shimmering with sacred radiance in the sunlight.
As the Supreme Pontiff moved, everyone in the audience stood respectfully. Ning Fengzhi and the two Titled Douluo in the VIP section rose simultaneously, the Temple Knights straightened their backs uniformly, their armor clanking crisply; even the competing students in the arena involuntarily stood ramrod straight.
Bibi Dong surveyed the entire venue, the gems on her scepter reflecting captivating light. She nodded slightly, then turned and left, escorted by the Cardinals, her trailing robe drawing a brilliant golden path across the white marble floor.
Not until the Supreme Pontiff's figure completely disappeared behind the temple doors did the stagnant atmosphere in the arena slightly ease. But that invisible pressure seemed to linger in everyone's hearts.
When Feng Xiao returned to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy waiting area, Dugu Bo stroked his beard and teased: "Good kid, in a blink of an eye, you're on equal footing with this old man?"
Feng Xiao feigned surprise: "You're also an Honorary Elder of Spirit Hall, old man?"
"Bah!" Dugu Bo spat disdainfully, "This empty title is just for coaxing you kids. With my status as a Titled Douluo, if I were to truly join Spirit Hall, I'd at least be an Elder with real power." A hint of pride flashed in his eyes, "Back then, Spirit Hall even prepared a title for me, something like 'Jade Phosphor Douluo,' so vulgar! The 'Poison' character I chose myself, isn't it a thousand times better than theirs?"
Feng Xiao immediately understood, giving a thumbs-up and flattering him: "When it comes to domineering, it still has to be you, old man."
Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes, pleased, then his expression turned serious: "Kid, you should understand the weight of this Honorary Elder title, right?"
Feng Xiao toyed with the strings, a glint in his eyes: "Naturally. Spirit Hall is announcing to the world—this child is now within my grasp." He smirked slightly, "But it's just an empty title, each gets what they need, and besides, I had no room to refuse."
Dugu Bo nodded in satisfaction, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes: "It's good that you understand." He lowered his voice, his tone unusually serious: "After we go back, various forces will definitely try to win you over. My advice is—"
"If you don't have the ability to pull out at any time, don't easily take sides." Poison Douluo narrowed his eyes, revealing a meaningful smile: "Either learn from me and become a 'poisonous' existence that makes people tremble in fear, or be like you are now, showing that harmless smile to everyone. In my opinion, you, kid, can walk both paths."
Feng Xiao chuckled, his fingertips lightly stroking the strings: "Senior's advice is spot on. However…" A hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, "I think it might be more interesting to combine these two paths?"
Dugu Bo was stunned at first, then burst into laughter, patting Feng Xiao's shoulder and saying: "Good kid! You're even more perverse than this old man!" In his laughter, there was both appreciation and a touch of a veteran's sentiment.
Before his words faded, Dugu Bo's figure had already vanished from the spot. Almost simultaneously, the Huang Dou Battle Team members swarmed around him.
"Oh, our Spirit Hall Honorary Elder has returned?" Yu Feng winked, teasing, and then exaggeratedly bowed in a mock manner.
Feng Xiao shook his head helplessly, casually plucked a string, and a sound wave precisely struck Yu Feng's forehead: "Stop your idle chatter."
"Ouch!" Yu Feng yelped, covering his forehead, "Elder, spare me!"
Dugu Yan's purple eyes held a smile, her fingertips twirling a strand of purple hair: "It seems some people are itching for a beating. Do you want me to help you 'loosen your bones'?"
Yu Feng immediately shrank behind Oslo, waving his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I'm sorry, alright?!"
The Shi Brothers laughed heartily, while Ye Lingling stood quietly to the side, a hint of worry in her eyes.
Feng Xiao surveyed everyone, clearing his throat in a feigned serious manner: "Since you know this Elder's identity…" He couldn't help but burst into laughter halfway through his sentence. For a moment, the waiting area was filled with a joyful atmosphere, and everyone felt as if they were back at Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
The cool morning air had long dissipated, and the scorching sun shone directly on the square in front of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, making the ground feel slightly hot. Although it wasn't midsummer, the afternoon temperature was already making people feel a little dry and irritable.
In the center of the square, the seven members of the Spirit Hall Academy team stood tall like javelins, with the three members of the Golden Generation at the forefront, Xie Yue's Moon Blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight. Opposite them, the Shrek Seven Devils were equally prepared, Tang San's eyes swirling with purple light, Dai Mubai's White Tiger Spirit faintly visible.
The two teams confronted each other across the space, and an invisible aura collided in the square. The scorching sunlight seemed to be frozen by this solemn atmosphere, and even the air became thick. The teachers and students from various academies watching unconsciously held their breath, waiting for the start of this fierce battle.
In the VIP section, Bibi Dong sat under a canopy, the gems on her scepter reflecting colorful light. Her indifferent gaze swept across the arena, and her red lips parted slightly: "Let the competition continue." These simple four words were like lighting the fuse of a powder keg, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the entire venue.
At Bibi Dong's signal, the Cardinal referee flashed, soaring onto the center of the arena like a red lightning bolt. His wide scarlet robes flapped in the wind, and his powerful spirit power carried his voice across the entire venue:
"The Elite Competition of Advanced Soul Master Academies of the Entire Continent semi-finals, now—begin!"
With this announcement, the Cardinal's figure instantly retreated to the edge of the arena. Almost at the same moment, the spirit rings around the seven members of the Spirit Hall team lit up.
On the Shrek team's side, the Purple Demon Eye in Tang San's eyes glowed brightly, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand swung out with the force of wind and thunder. The roars of tigers and dragons came from behind Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai. At the same time, Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in her palm emitted dazzling multicolored light, ready to be unleashed.
"The inheritance of the Upper Three Sects, plus the Hell White Tiger combination…" Bibi Dong sat on the Supreme Pontiff's throne, her fingertips lightly stroking the gems on her scepter, a cold glint flashing in her eyes, secretly thinking, "They all want to resist, huh."
She narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the awe-inspiring Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand and Ning Rongrong's shimmering Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. The gathering of these top-tier Spirits was by no means accidental.
Feng Xiao's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's, carefully scrutinizing the Shrek team's unusual formation. His slender fingers unconsciously tapped the strings, thoughts swirling in his mind: "Seven-in-one spirit power fusion skill? Knowing this move is useless against me, so they're using it against Spirit Hall?"
Although Feng Xiao had developed many uses for his zither music, Feng Xiao was best at interrupting and interfering. If Shrek wanted to complete that precisely coordinated seven-in-one fusion skill in front of him, it was simply a pipe dream—the continuous sound wave vibrations of the Fuxi Zither alone would be enough to nullify any attempt at spirit power resonance.
Tian Shui Academy was the best example.
The Spirit Hall Academy side also noticed the anomaly. Hu Liena's fox tail twitched uneasily, and she whispered to Xie Yue: "They're… trying to use a dense formation to resist the Evil Charm?"
Xie Yue frowned, his Moon Blade lightly spinning in his hand: "No, this formation is too deliberate…"
Yan irritably ruffled his fiery red hair: "Who cares what tricks they're playing, just crush them directly!"
The three members of the Golden Generation exchanged glances, all seeing the same doubt in each other's eyes. Shrek's abnormal tactical arrangement must hide an unknown scheme.
"Nana, be ready to fuse at any time." Xie Yue whispered in a deep voice, exchanging a knowing look with his sister.
Hu Liena nodded slightly, and with a gentle sway of her fox tail, she had already formed a coordinated stance with her brother. The three members of the Golden Generation instantly launched a triangular attack, Xie Yue and Hu Liena advancing in the center, while Yan flanked from the side, hot flames trailing long behind him.
However, the battle suddenly changed. Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai's figures intertwined, instantly merging into a giant Hell White Tiger, roaring as it charged towards the seven members of Spirit Hall. This sudden counterattack caused an uproar throughout the arena.
"Boom—"
Yan's body erupted in flames, like a fiery meteor, he lunged directly at Yu Tianheng, the scorching air current twisting the air. That combined fusion skill also left a deep impression.
Feng Xiao's pupils constricted, his fingers suddenly tightening on the strings: "It's not a seven-in-one spirit power fusion skill after all." His gaze was like lightning, quickly analyzing Shrek's abnormal tactics.