Douluo: The Son of Martial Soul, Deceiving All the Women

Chapter 213 His Highness the Holy Son Attends the Competition
However, Shui Ling Shuang didn't ask any questions and directly agreed to Bai Yu's request. After all, no matter what it was, it would belong to Shui Yue'er tomorrow.

The next morning, Baiyu stood blankly in front of the bed, letting the two maids torment him.

"Hehe, junior brother, seeing your Holy Son robes reminds me of the first time you wore them. You were so small back then!"

Seeing Bai Yu's helpless expression, Hu Liena laughed so hard she bent over, while Bai Yu's eyes also welled up with memories. Unconsciously, more than ten years had passed.

Bai Yu then looked down at his magnificent holy son robes. Come to think of it, he had never worn such clothes since the Holy Son Ceremony.

This was the second time he had worn it in eleven years, but he still felt uncomfortable. It wasn't that the material was bad or that it was uncomfortable to wear.

Instead, his usual clothes are relatively simple, but this holy son's robe is really a bit cumbersome. He tried to put it on himself for a long time but still couldn't get it right. In the end, he had to call the maids over to help him.

"Stop laughing. Why didn't you go to the ring and find a place to wait and watch the match? You came here just to see me make a fool of myself!"

Hu Liena sat on a chair to the side and waved casually.

"There's no point in going. We have a bye today and there are no matches. Besides, Xie Yue and Yan have already gone."

"Once they return, I will naturally know which team has special methods and is stronger."

Bai Yu chuckled, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes. He really hadn't expected that Xie Yue and Yan would actually go and observe their opponents' strength.

"Heh, so cautious? Your strength is already far ahead, yet you still care about teams from Soul Venerables and Soul Sects?"

Hearing Bai Yu's teasing, Hu Liena rolled her eyes and said helplessly:

"It's precisely because we're so far ahead that we have to be careful, because we not only have to win, but we have to win beautifully."

"If we stumble against any team and lose badly, our strength will become a laughing stock."

Bai Yu suddenly realized that Hu Liena was right. With their strength, it would indeed be a shame if they couldn't win decisively.

When Baiyu finished cleaning up and arrived at the competition venue, it was already bustling with people.

Thirty-three teams, including accompanying personnel and Soul Masters who came to watch the spectacle, numbered in the thousands, approaching ten thousand.

For this competition, the Spirit Hall specially built a huge arena at the foot of Spirit Sacred Mountain, with a radius of over 100 meters.

The entire arena was forged from granite, and a large number of soul tools were used to reinforce the joints, making the arena able to withstand the attacks of a Soul Saint without any damage.

"Are you the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall? I've only heard of you before, but never met you. I never expected you to be so handsome and dashing. You truly are a young talent."

When Bai Yu arrived at the VIP judging panel, the minister representing the Star Luo Empire had a glint in his eye and came over to greet him.

The people representing the Heaven Dou Empire were completely silent, their faces filled with shock. Why did this Holy Son of the Spirit Hall look so familiar to them?
Although the Spirit Hall had previously stated that the person representing the Spirit Hall today would be the elusive Holy Son.

But they never expected that this Holy Prince had actually been hanging around in their Heavenly Dou City all along!

Then the Tian Dou group turned their heads and looked at their Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, and found that Xue Qinghe's eyes also revealed confusion, as if he was at a loss about the sudden appearance of the white fish.

"You flatter me, Your Excellency. As the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, I am here today representing the Spirit Hall. If I have made any mistakes, please forgive me." Bai Yu nodded to the Star Luo Minister who had spoken to him, and then looked at Xue Qinghe with a smile on his lips.

"Brother Qinghe, it's been a long time. Why are you silent when you see me? Have I neglected you in some way?"

Xue Qinghe's eyes flickered, and he walked up to Bai Yu, laughing heartily.

"Haha, Brother Bai, what are you saying? But I didn't expect that you would be the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. This is quite a surprise to me."

Baiyu waved his hand and said casually:

"What's so surprising? Our friendship isn't based on status. Besides, you already know today."

After Baiyu finished speaking, she and Xue Qinghe sat down in the front row of the judging panel and started chatting.

Meanwhile, Minister Xingluo, sitting on the other side of Baiyu, had a gloomy expression and remained silent.

Along with the other Star Luo people behind him, their expressions were also unpleasant, their gazes shifting back and forth between Bai Yu and 'Xue Qinghe'.

Compared to them, the atmosphere on the Tian Dou Empire's side was much better. While not everyone was all smiles, they all looked at the people from the Xing Luo Empire with gloating eyes.

"The competition is about to begin, Your Highness. Now that you are present, you should rise and give a speech."

The cardinal behind Baiyu looked up at the time, then leaned closer to Baiyu and whispered something.

Bai Yu nodded, stood up and took two steps forward. A flash of silver light appeared in his eyes, and a powerful soul force pressure burst forth from his body, covering the entire arena and instantly silencing the noisy surroundings.

"Welcome everyone to Wuhun City for the finals of the Advanced Academy Elite Soul Master Competition. I am Bai Yu, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. Greetings to all of you."

"The 33 teams that have come here to participate in the competition are all elites of the younger generation on the mainland. I hope that each of you can show your best, give it your all, and live up to your youth."

"As one of the organizers, the Spirit Hall has also prepared rewards for everyone here. The first place winner will receive seven ten-thousand-year-old spirit bones, the second place winner will receive three ten-thousand-year-old spirit bones, and the third place winner will receive one ten-thousand-year-old spirit bone."

"Now, please get ready, everyone, the competition is about to begin!"

After Bai Yu finished speaking, the scene was silent, but after less than three breaths, it suddenly erupted like boiling water.

"My god, so many soul bones! And they're all ten thousand years old! The Spirit Hall really has a huge budget!"

"Who says otherwise? So many soul bones, if only I could touch them, I would have no regrets in this life."

"Get lost! You want to touch me? I'm not even going to bother telling you that!"

Not only were the audience members buzzing with envy, but rapid breathing could also be heard from the rest areas of each team.

Compared to those who just watch the excitement from the sidelines, these are the ones who have a real chance of obtaining the soul bone. Although most teams are just there to make up the numbers, you still have to have dreams.

(End of this chapter)