Chapter 265 Victory!

Pope's Palace. Council Hall.

Pope Bibi Dong sat on the main seat, and Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo sat beside her. Standing in front of them were the eight team members representing Wuhundian Academy.

Xie Yue, Yan and Hu Liena stood at the front.

"Do you understand what I said just now?" Bibi Dong said indifferently.

"Understood. His Majesty the Pope." Even though they were the golden generation of Spirit Hall, the three Xie Yue agreed respectfully.

Bibi Dong said coldly: "Today Tang San used the spirit avatar. It is definitely impossible to use it again tomorrow. He is a twin spirit, if he is forced to use it again, he will not be a threat to us even if he doesn't die. Therefore, You don't have to worry about this. You just need to pay attention to their eight-in-one fusion technique and destroy it according to the tactics I just said. With real strength, they can't be your opponents at all."

"Yes."

Ghost Douluo Guimei's somewhat low voice sounded from the Pope's side. "You should know what this game means. Not only is your chance to become famous, but it also symbolizes the ownership of the three spirit bones. As the organizer of the Spirit Hall, if you really lose, are these three spirit bones? It may be recovered. There are people from the Eight Treasures Glazed Tile School and so many high-level spirit master academies watching. This is a reward for you, and at the same time, it is also a pressure for you. If I lose, I will throw all of you into a fan. Follow the Grand Canyon to practice for three years."

Hearing the words of the Lost Great Canyon, the Xieyue eight people shivered almost at the same time, and their eyes suddenly became more determined. That damn place. I'm afraid only ghosts can survive. three years. I'm afraid they will really become ghosts.

"Okay, let's go down and rest." Bibi Dong waved. Xieyue eight people hurriedly walked out of the discussion hall from the side door.

Raising her hand and tapping rhythmically on the table in front of her, Bibi Dong's eyes gleamed with thought.

Ju Douluo Yueguan said: "Your Majesty, are you worried? Although they have the upper hand today, in fact, the scale of victory is still on our side."

With a light sigh, the Pope said, "It's not the Shrek Eight Monsters that I'm worried about. Although those eight children are very talented, they are still young, and their potential has not yet been fully developed."

"What are you worried about?" Chrysanthemum Douluo asked quickly.

"Xiao Jue!"

Two words came out of Bibi Dong's mouth with sonorous force.

"This kid Xiao Jue is not simple. He was in the realm of the Soul Sect back then. Now that so many years have passed, obviously his strength cannot be underestimated." Bibi Dong said lightly.

"So if Xiao Jue makes a move, our Spirit Hall Academy members have a very high chance of failure!" Bibi Dong continued.

A cold light flashed in Ghost Douluo's phantom, "Why don't you, let me kill him. Even if Poison Douluo is at Shrek Academy, I'm 80% sure that I can kill him with one hit."

The Pope snorted coldly, "Ghost, have you forgotten how the teacher taught you back then? You must do your best to fight a lion. It is a taboo in the military to underestimate the enemy. Besides, what Xiao Jue said that day was unreasonable, Shrek. The academy represents the face of the Heaven Dou Empire, if you kill Xiao Jue, you will declare war with the Heaven Dou Empire."

"Although we will have a fight sooner or later, I don't want to come so early!" Bibi Dong continued.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"It's night, you all go to rest. I want to think about it." The light in his eyes dimmed a bit, and Bibi Dong waved his hand.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo left silently, and Pope Bibi Dong was the only one left in Nuoda's discussion hall.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, the Shrek Eight Monsters had already appeared at the door of the residence full of energy.

After breakfast, the eight people stood in front of the master full of energy.

Before cultivating last night, Tang San deliberately ate two pieces of Longzhi leaves, and the inner strength of Xuantian Gong had completely recovered by this time.

The master's eyes swept over the eight people, "The game is going on as planned. Do your best, if you can't do anything, put your own safety first."

"Yes."

"Okay, let's go." The master waved to everyone.

At this moment, a voice suddenly stopped them, "Wait a minute."

The master was stunned for a moment, his eyes looked in the direction of the voice, "Flander, do you have anything else to explain?"

Today's Flanders has a surprisingly serious expression.

Since the Shrek Eight Monsters made him a lot of money in this competition, he has always been smiling, but at this time there is no smile on his face.

When he walked in front of the strange, he first tidied up his clothes for Dai Mubai, who was standing at the front, and then said to the eight people: "Children. For you, this will be the last battle before graduation. Frankly speaking, if you can I am honored and extremely proud to have nurtured you geniuses. The world is full of banquets, and Shrek Academy cannot help you grow all the time. The future path depends on you to walk."

"I said before that if you don't win the championship, you won't be allowed to graduate. It's just a joke, you don't have to take it seriously. Now what I want to say to you is this. Regardless of whether you win or lose, you are my pride, and you are the same. My children. I will never allow any of you to suffer casualties in this final game. The championship doesn't matter, it's yourselves that matter. I don't want victory, but your safe return. Okay , that's all I said."

Ma Hongjun said, "Teacher, why are your eyes red?"

"Ah? There's sand." Flender quickly turned around. The commander of the Shrek Academy team is a master, but as the dean, he clearly sees the efforts of these children every day. Of course, he knew that the Shrek Eight Monsters had worked so hard to compete not only to train himself, but also to bring this huge honor to Shrek Academy before graduation.

Just as he himself said, everyone in the Shrek Eight Monsters is like his child. In the final final, before facing such a strong man, Flender couldn't help but speak his mind.

In his heart, money is important, but no amount of money can exchange for the eight little monsters in front of him.

Xiao Jue smiled slightly, "Dean Flender, everyone is encouraging the participating students, aren't you giving us a boost? Don't worry. We are still reluctant to die. What's more, there are three people who make us drool. A soul bone."

The master patted Flender on the shoulder, his usual lazy eyes suddenly became sharp, "Let's go."

With their heads held high, the Shrek Eight Monsters walked out of their residence. On the street, many spirit masters silently watched them from both sides of the road. Although in their eyes, the spirit power of these children may be nothing, but their youth and their courage to challenge the Wuhundian Academy team all made these spirit masters who were waiting to watch the battle secretly admire them.

The sunlight brought golden brilliance to the Pope's Palace, and everyone's eyes became solemn. Seeing the Shrek Eight Monsters stepping up the stone steps step by step, the air seemed to become solemn.

The Pope, Ning Fengzhi and the three Titled Douluo who were watching the battle yesterday were all already seated, and the three spirit bones as rewards were lying quietly on the red brocade, releasing a faint halo.

The Wuhundian Academy team stood there silently, a strong and icy murderous aura like a sharp blade approaching the Shrek Eight Monsters. Under this enormous pressure, Shrek's Eight Monsters' climbing pace was obviously a little slower. Although the game has not yet started, the confrontation between the two sides has already begun.

"The finals of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament is about to begin. The players from both sides are ready. After a quarter of an hour, the competition will begin."

The two sides returned to their respective positions, the Shrek Eight Monsters surrounded the master in the center, Tang San reached into the wishful treasure bag, took out eight rolls of green leaves, ate one roll himself, and handed the rest to each of the Shrek Eight Monsters .

Guben Peiyuan Longzhi leaves. After taking it, it can not only increase the speed of healing, stimulate the rapid recovery of soul power, but also make people more concentrated. At this time eat before the game. Just to be able to maintain the heyday in the game for a longer time.

The master took the lead in raising his right hand, and everyone in the Shrek Eight Monsters raised their hands in the same way. "Definitely."

Yes. Winning, this is their only belief.

the other side. The Wuhundian Academy team suddenly heard the shouts from Shrek Academy. Captain Xie Yue couldn't help but pouted and sneered, "Will you win? Today we will show them what real strength is. Soul power. The gap between them is an insurmountable gap. Even the lowest-level Spirit Masters among us are similar to their captains. I want to see why they won."

Because Xiao Jue has never made a move, Wuhundian Academy does not have any information on Xiao Jue, and they never thought that Xiao Jue would be on stage!

"Chuan-jun." An even stronger roar sounded from the Wuhundian Academy team.

A quarter of an hour is not long. Soon, the players from both sides walked into the square at the prompt of the referee. Perhaps it was because of the tit-for-tat with Shrek Academy. Today, the Wuhundian Academy team specially changed into a fiery red uniform with gold thread embroidery on it. The material is clearly excellent.

Compared to them, Shrek Academy's team uniforms that were green with shit and had countless advertising logos looked ridiculous.

However, no one would make fun of them. No one would have the right to laugh at them if they were able to get to this stage and enter the finals of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament.

"Prepare for the game, both sides can release their martial arts."

As the referee, the cardinal announced immediately after the two sides stood.

The fourteen people on both sides looked at each other, and neither of them said a word, but the violent collision of breaths made the smell of gunpowder rise to the limit in an instant. At this moment, even a noble and strong like Pope Bibi Dong fully focused on this game.

The eight members of the Wuhundian Academy team moved almost at the same time, and the surging soul power exploded from their bodies instantly.