I am in Douluo, but I am the favorite of the soul beast group

Chapter 255 The Eve of the Finals
As soon as Tang San finished speaking, everyone in the group was stunned.

"This spirit skill is so powerful. With this skill, we might be able to win the championship."

Tang San shook his head.

"Xiao Ao, you think too much. First of all, my soul skill is not fully mature, so it takes three to five minutes to integrate. Moreover, it consumes a lot of energy. Just one strike has exhausted all my soul power."

Dai Mubai nodded.

"Indeed, after using this trick, others will be on guard and it will be difficult for them to give you this opportunity again."

Then he spoke to Davis, who was no longer able to maintain the state of Nether White Tiger.

"How about it, do you still want to persist?"

At this time, Davis clenched his palms tightly, even his fingertips were sunken into his palms.

He was clearly in the upper hand, his chance of winning was clearly within reach, and he clearly had a trump card, but how could it be ruined by this soul skill?

"We admit defeat."

When he said this, he felt very unwilling in his heart. If he had known earlier, he would have immediately unleashed all his soul power to break this damn vine.

As a result, he was a few seconds late and had a large amount of his soul power absorbed by it. His body was also poisoned and he was no longer able to resist.

After Tang San released his spirit skill, several people fell directly onto the stage.

After Davis helped Zhu Zhuyun up, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"What kind of soul beast did your soul skill come from?"

Tang San chuckled.

"Ten Thousand Years Soul Devouring Demon Spider,"

Tang San didn't expect this trick to be so useful. Ever since he absorbed the human-faced demon spider, his martial soul had some devouring attributes. Later, after directly absorbing a ten-thousand-year-old soul-devouring demon spider, this characteristic was even more enhanced.

As soon as he stepped off the stage, he was greeted by the new Shenfeng, to be more precise, Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu.

No nonsense, Feng Xiaotian said immediately.

"Tang San, you really haven't used your full strength yet. It looks like our game tomorrow will be very interesting."

Tomorrow's game?
Xiao Wu couldn't help but say.

"Feng Xiaotian, are you so sure that we can be picked tomorrow? It can't be Spirit Hall?"

Let Feng Xiaotian fight with the Spirit Hall, and then let our own people have a bye. No matter they win or lose, they will be second place, which is great. It would be even better if both teams lose.

Feng Xiaotian said lightly.

"You're overthinking it. From the beginning to the end, our matches were arranged by the Spirit Hall. In the last match, they will definitely let us fight first, and then their people will be able to win effortlessly."

Then he turned his gaze to Tang San.

"I won't say any more. You guys should take a good rest and we'll play again tomorrow."

It was obvious that he was very upset about his previous loss and was very concerned about it.

Huo Wu also said this with a cold and arrogant look on her face.

"Tang San, prepare to face failure." Every time Shrek was about to fail, it would inexplicably turn the tables, and it had been like this all the way. Now, wanting to see Shrek fail had almost become Huo Wu's obsession.

Then they walked directly towards the exit. As the competition ended, each college left with their own thoughts.

Tang Ya hesitated for a moment and didn't go over.

Late at night, the lights in the Spirit Hall were still on. After an unknown amount of time, a slightly fat figure walked out.

Because it was the finals, the eliminated teams were not allowed to watch and were basically preparing to leave.

Early in the morning, the three teams that entered the finals were already waiting in front of the Pope's Palace. Not long after, two teams slowly walked out from both sides. Looking closely, they were all cardinals. They walked to the stairs in an orderly manner and then slowly stopped. "His Holiness has arrived."

Following the bishop's loud shout, the huge temple door slowly opened and everyone's eyes unconsciously turned to the door.

A beautiful figure slowly walked out of the gate, wearing a golden crown on her head, holding a scepter inlaid with precious gems in her hand, and a golden dress tightly wrapped around her perfect figure.

Coupled with that calm expression, it gives people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Tang Ya, who was following Xue Qinghe, frowned for some reason as she looked at the Pope from afar.

However, Xue Qinghe noticed this subtle change and asked with concern.

"Why, does the wound hurt again?"

Tang Ya shook her head slightly and spoke in a low voice.

"No, my injury has healed a lot. As long as I don't do any big movements, it won't hurt at all."

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Ya spoke in a low voice.

"I just don't know why, I always feel like I've seen the Pope somewhere, but I can't remember where."

Xue Qinghe was stunned and spoke quickly.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. She's the Pope. Even platinum bishops rarely see her. How could you see her? It must be an illusion."

"Oh, okay."

Tang San in the audience lowered his head, frowning, his eyes filled with an expression that was difficult to describe.

Behind the Pope, Ning Feng, Zhi Chenxin, and Jue Gui Douluo disappeared.

After the Pope and others walked out of the hall, everyone present half-knelt on the ground, of course Shrek and his party did not move. Ma Hongjun's eyes moved slightly, and he also followed the team and did not kneel on the ground.

"How dare you!" the bishop behind him shouted angrily.

The Pope waved his hand.

"Not bad, you have some of your teacher's talent." Obviously, he was referring to Tang San's self-created spirit skill.

Tang San took a deep breath and replied.

"I am still far from being as good as my teacher, and I still have a lot to learn."

The Pope did not say anything more about Tang San's words. He raised his eyes and glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on Tang Ya who was standing next to Xue Qinghe. He couldn't help but frowned.

Who are you? You are from the Spirit Hall. Everyone knows that. Wearing a mask, is she stupid, or does she think everyone in the Spirit Hall is stupid?
A bishop saw this and immediately scolded.

"How dare you! How can we tolerate someone as sneaky as you in front of the Pope's palace?"

For a moment, almost all eyes fell on Tang Ya behind Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe stood directly in front of Tang Ya and said lightly.

"This is my sister. She looks hurt and doesn't want anyone to see it. Do you have any problem with that?"

The cardinal did not expect Xue Qinghe to be so protective. Just as he was about to say something else, the Pope spoke.

"Step back, this is personal privacy, and my Spirit Hall has no rules."

After staring at Tang Ya blankly, he ignored her and raised the scepter and waved it gently.

"Stand up."

After saying this, the Pope glanced at the contestants in the audience and spoke.

"You are all the youngest geniuses on the continent. I see hope for the future in you. Next, please show all your strength. The final winner will receive the greatest reward from my Spirit Hall."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and three balls of light appeared in the air, flashing dazzling light.