471 Chapter 472. Poisoning

(three more)

The square in front of the Pope's Palace.

The ground of the square square is paved with special stones, with a layer of faint luster.

Amid the waves of applause, the seven members of the Wuhundian Academy team stood in the center of the square like wooden sculptures, all expressionless, showing no joy of winning the championship.

As the golden generation of Wuhundian, several people including Caesar are proud. This kind of pride has been deeply imprinted in their bones. For today's victory that is within easy reach, they naturally feel a sense of shock. It was given to them by the Shrek Academy team.

But no matter what, today's scene, no matter how difficult it is, has to go on and show it to outsiders.

Pope Bibidong and all the titled Douluo stood up. Pope Bibidong couldn't see the injuries left after the battle with Tang Hao, nor the embarrassment of today's awkward performance. :

"The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, the final champion of this year is Wuhundian Academy, congratulations, talented young soul masters."

The seven members of the Wuhundian academy team stood in a row, behind them was the academy teacher who taught them.

Even though I knew today was just for show, when it was the turn of the awards ceremony, the seven people including Caesar, all the eyes of everyone present were focused on the brocade plate, which contained three soul bones, which were ordered to be the spirit of 50,000 years. The condensed wisdom skull, the 30,000-year-old right arm of bursting and burning flames, and the 30,000-year-old left leg of chasing the wind at extreme speed, and of course, the last piece of the highest-level Spirit Hall Elder Token, which can be promoted quickly An elder figure.

Each of these four treasures can cause a bloodbath in the world of soul masters.

And now, they will soon belong to the Wuhundian Academy team!

At this time, Pope Bibi Dong showed her due calmness, and took the brocade plate from the Spirit Hall staff.

The cardinal as the referee said loudly:

"Representatives of Wuhundian Academy, please come forward to receive the champion reward."

As the captain of the Wuhundian academy team and the Pope's direct disciple, Caesar stepped forward without hesitation.

Caesar's heart was not as calm as he showed. Looking at the token of the highest level, there was a gleam of fire in the depths of his eyes.

As long as he can obtain this token, he will be able to successfully create his own power in the Hall of Spirits and seize greater power from it!

And if he continues to operate well, he can use this as a springboard to gradually eat away at the Spirit Hall, and when the time is right, he will pull Pope Bibi Dong down from the altar, and he will ascend to the Pope's position and take charge of the huge monster of the Spirit Hall. And rule the Douluo Continent!

Even, when the time comes, even Pope Bibi Dong will have to become his slave!

Thinking of the beauty, the corners of Caesar's mouth couldn't help but draw a sinister arc.

The handover ceremony went very smoothly without any twists and turns.

Thinking about it, after yesterday's incident, today the entire vicinity of the Pope's Palace is surrounded by people from the Wuhun Palace, and there are even many masters ambushing around. Once people from Shrek Academy show up, they will definitely be unable to escape.

After presiding over the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, Pope Bibidong quietly probed the surroundings with mental power, but found nothing abnormal, feeling a little disappointed.

Originally, based on her understanding of Yang Ming, in her opinion, Yang Ming would definitely not be able to swallow yesterday's anger, and would definitely try to find ways to get back today, but she didn't expect the other party to be cowardly, and all her arrangements were in vain.

Perhaps, Yang Ming and those from Shrek Academy are still hiding in a different space?

In Pope Bibi Dong's complicated thoughts, finally the song came to an end, and everyone left the venue one after another.

Seeing that his sister was still standing there stupidly, Huo Wushuang patted her small head lightly, and said to Huo Wu with a headache on his face:

"Let's go, don't look any more, Yang Ming won't come."

Huo Wu came back to her senses, put away the lost emotions in her heart, and set off with the large team of Blazing Academy to leave Wuhun City.

What happened these days, they must also bring it back to the higher education institute and the sect behind them.

The flow of people scattered in all directions, and the Wuhun City, which was a little bustling because of the competition, gradually returned to its former calm as the teachers and students of the participating academies walked out of the city gate.

Caesar and his team returned to the hotel where they were staying, and took out the championship prize in front of their teammates.

"I have already agreed in advance that I don't want these three spirit bones, but only this elder's token. You can take these three spirit bones."

Naturally, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan would not object, and each took the soul bone they needed according to the prior distribution.

Hu Liena took away the wisdom skull, Xieyue took away Zhuifeng's left leg, and Yan took away Huoyan's right arm.

These three soul bones correspond to their martial souls, and if absorbed into them, their strength will be greatly enhanced.

As for the other walk-on players of the Wuhundian Academy team, no one cares about them. After all, the championship reward of the competition was originally prepared by Pope Bibidong for these four people. These walk-on members should not and cannot have any complain.

Since these three spirit bones are all ten thousand years old, if they want to absorb them into the body, according to each person's physique and aptitude, the time required for the assimilation process is also different. For example, in the original book, Tang San absorbs the wisdom skull, It only took three days, and with the talents of Hu Liena and the others, it probably took about three days.

In any case, getting the championship prize is still a thing to celebrate.

As the team leader of the Wuhundian Academy, Caesar naturally would not be ignorant of the ways of the world, so even if he paid out of his own pocket, he hired a restaurant in the hotel to serve them.

Before the food and wine were on the table, Caesar and the others talked nonsense, and the atmosphere was lively.

After a while, one of the team members said sorry, clutched his stomach and walked to the toilet. The others didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that the other party had a bad stomach this morning.

When the team member walked away, his pupils had already turned into a kaleidoscopic pattern of Sharingan.

It turned out that he had already been controlled by Yang Ming with illusion!

This team member covered his stomach, lowered his head, and his bangs were long enough to cover his eyes. When he passed by the waiter who was serving wine and food, he quickly took out a paper bag in his pocket with his right hand, covering his ears with lightning speed. With the momentum, the colorless and odorless powder contained in the paper bag was sprinkled on the wine and food.

The speed of the fortieth-level soul sect is so fast.

The waiter was just an ordinary person, where he couldn't see his movements clearly, he only felt a black shadow appear in front of him, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Am I dazzled?" The waiter rubbed his eyes, his vision returned to normal, and he smiled, "It should be."