Chapter 71: Junior Brother Yun Yuan Is MVP. Did I, Bibi Dong, Become Someone Who Just Gets Carried?
Clear Sky Sect, main hall.
At this moment, the figures of Tang Chen, Tang Zhen, Tang Xiao, and Tang Hao were present here.
"Zhen'er, for this Soul Master Tournament, you will lead the geniuses of our Clear Sky Sect under the age of thirty. Xiao'er is just within this age range."
"With Xiao'er's talent, he should be able to win the championship of this tournament. It just so happens that among the three soul bones, two belong to our Clear Sky Sect, so we can conveniently retrieve them."
Tang Chen looked at his son, Tang Zhen, and outlined his plan.
This Soul Master Tournament involved Spirit Hall. The participating forces, competition format, and age limit had all changed significantly compared to before.
First was the participating forces. No one knew what Spirit Hall was planning this time. They actually took out three ten-thousand-year soul bones to invite major forces across the continent. It was extravagantly generous.
Faced with the temptation of three ten-thousand-year soul bones, the various forces naturally could not refuse, and all sent teams to compete.
Next was the competition format. Spirit Hall, the Upper Three Sects, and the Lower Four Sects each had one slot that allowed them to advance directly to the finals.
The remaining eight slots would be contested by academies from the Heaven Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire, and other forces across the continent.
In the end, only sixteen teams would head to Spirit City to compete for the championship.
Finally, the age limit. It had been increased from twenty-five years in previous tournaments to twenty-eight this time, adding three more years.
"Father, don't worry. Based on the current situation of the younger generation, even the geniuses of Spirit Hall are no match for Xiao'er."
"If it were a few years later, when that unparalleled genius Yun Yuan from Spirit Hall had grown stronger, Xiao'er might not necessarily be his opponent. But right now, this is still Xiao'er's stage."
Tang Zhen assured Tang Chen, his eyes full of confidence in his eldest son, Tang Xiao.
As for that unparalleled genius Yun Yuan of Spirit Hall, although he had already broken through to the Soul Elder level, there was still a twenty-rank gap. Tang Zhen did not believe Yun Yuan could truly defeat Tang Xiao across such a gap.
After Tang Zhen finished speaking, Tang Xiao stepped forward, patted his chest, and spoke with full confidence.
"That's right, Grandfather. The biggest opponent in this Soul Master Tournament is Spirit Hall. But among those of my age in Spirit Hall, I know them all. None of them are my match."
"I will definitely bring back those three ten-thousand-year soul bones for the sect and will not disappoint your expectations, Grandfather."
At this moment, Tang Hao also stepped forward and stated his request.
"Father, Grandfather, I also want to participate in this Soul Master Tournament. I have already regained my dao heart. This time, I want to use the geniuses of Spirit Hall as my opponents to temper myself."
After half a year, he had emerged from the state of his dao heart being shattered. Now, his resolve was even stronger.
For now, he would not compare himself with Yun Yuan. What he sought was steady and continuous progress. By the time he became an Ultimate Douluo, how far ahead could Yun Yuan really be?
As long as both remained below the level of a god, with his ring explosion secret technique, his strength would definitely not be inferior to Yun Yuan's.
Meanwhile, across the continent, various forces began preparing for this Soul Master Tournament.
After all, the reward for the champion this time was three ten-thousand-year soul bones. Such a reward was incredibly precious.
Aside from the Upper Three Sects, most other forces might not even possess a single ten-thousand-year soul bone, at most only one.
Soon, this grand and lively Soul Master Tournament commenced. First came the preliminaries, then the elimination rounds, and finally the grand finals.
The preliminaries and elimination rounds alone took more than two months. During this time, the forces that had directly qualified for the finals began intensive training.
In the blink of an eye, two months passed, and the tournament finally entered the finals stage.
The teams that advanced to the finals, aside from the eight directly qualified teams, were the following eight:
Star Luo Royal Academy Team, Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team, God Wind Academy Team, Thunder Academy Team, Sky Water Academy Team, Blazing Academy Team, Blue Sunshine Academy Team, and the Breaking Clan Team.
At the back mountain of the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong stared at Yun Yuan with a blank expression.
"Junior Brother, are you saying… you've reached the Soul King level? I'm only at rank thirty-six. How is it that your rank is higher than mine and you're improving so quickly? The heavens are so unfair."
Hearing this, Yun Yuan grinned and nodded.
In less than two and a half years of cultivation, he had gone from a Soul Master to a Soul King. And his cultivation speed would not slow much in the future either.
However, for his fifth soul ring, he planned to obtain it after this Soul Master Tournament.
The finals were about to begin, and he still had to lead Bibi Dong to sweep through the competition.
If obtaining the soul ring took too long, the three ten-thousand-year soul bones awarded to the champion might be taken by other forces.
"Oh right, Senior Sister, you haven't completed today's combat training yet. Let me help you train."
As he spoke, Yun Yuan summoned his martial soul, the Atlas Spear, and looked at Bibi Dong with interest, signaling her to summon her martial soul.
But Bibi Dong shook her head repeatedly, clearly unwilling, and quickly tried to change the subject.
"Junior Brother, we've been doing combat training for over two months now. My practical combat experience is definitely sufficient."
"By the way, shouldn't we be practicing seven-person team battles? Why have you been training me alone? We need to hurry and practice team battles."
At the mention of team battles, Bibi Dong finally found a reasonable excuse to avoid Yun Yuan's combat training. Over these two months, she had been thoroughly beaten into self-doubt by her junior brother.
When Yun Yuan fought her, it was like an adult fighting a three-year-old child—effortless and overwhelming.
But what she did not expect was that Yun Yuan's next sentence would completely stun her.
"Senior Sister, hasn't Teacher told you about our Spirit Hall team? For these finals, only the two of us will be participating."
After hearing Yun Yuan's explanation, Bibi Dong pointed back and forth between herself and Yun Yuan, her eyes wide with disbelief.
"Ju… just the two of us?"
Faced with her question, Yun Yuan nodded and continued explaining.
"Senior Sister, this is Teacher's decision. Also, don't you trust my strength?"
"Don't worry, I'll definitely carry you to victory. Honestly, I could sweep through the entire tournament by myself, but since you're the Holy Maiden, I have no choice but to take you along reluctantly. Just sit tight and enjoy the ride."
Yun Yuan's teasing immediately made Bibi Dong's face flush red. She was not someone who just got carried. She was a Soul Elder too and could help Yun Yuan a lot, alright?
"Junior Brother, you're underestimating me. I've decided, in this Soul Master Tournament, I'll definitely make you see me in a new light."
After making this firm resolution, Bibi Dong no longer resisted Yun Yuan's combat training. The Eight Spider Lances appeared behind her, and she activated her Death Spider Emperor martial soul, ready to properly hone her combat abilities.
"Good, Senior Sister. I'll be waiting to see your performance in the Soul Master Tournament."
"But for now, Senior Sister, you should properly try out my spear."
End of Chapter