Chapter 312: The Five-Year Agreement

Tang San isn't really good at swearing. Most of what he says is related to ways to die, which is related to his living environment in his previous life.

Either shine in the midst of slaughter, or face death head-on.

As an assassin, all he dealt with was killing, killing, killing...

It's normal for someone to constantly talk about ways to die.

Tang San, who had lost his mind, couldn't last three seconds against Xiao Feilian before being kicked off the stage. Thus, the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament came to a perfect end.

"You see, never lose your mind, especially when facing the enemy. Never let your mind waver."

Some elders are now telling younger generations how to properly handle this situation.

But the passionate young people wouldn't listen to any of that; their eyes were all on the champion team.

"Team One of Heaven Dou Royal Academy wins against Shrek Academy!"

"The overall champion of this year's Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament: Team One of Heaven Dou Royal Academy!"

As the referee's voice faded, cheers erupted around the Papal Palace.

We may disregard the Heavenly Dou royal family, but we must still show respect to the Body Sect.

Especially when the sect leader is sitting right here.

The excitement was so great that it was as if the Spirit Hall had won a victory.

Tang San lay on the cold floor, his heart filled with mixed emotions. His fists were clenched tightly, and tears streamed from the corners of his eyes.

He worked so hard and paid so much to get to where he is today, and what was the result?

He was a loser, a complete and utter loser.

The second spirit soul was equipped with a spirit ring, and Xiao Wu sacrificed herself...

Isn't all of this enough to win a championship?

If it weren't for the Body Sect and Zhongli, all of this should have been his, his glory.

The cheers around him were so deafening that Tang San felt a splitting headache.

It was too noisy, because these cheers had nothing to do with him having half a gold soul coin.

"Why? Even in a one-on-one fight, I'm still no match for her!"

"It hurts, it hurts so much!"

After a long while, Tang San finally got up from the cold ground, his eyes like those of a cold, venomous snake.

"The champion team, please send a representative to the stage to receive your championship prize!"

Seeing this scene, Tang San felt as if his heart was bleeding; he truly wanted to kill someone.

The representative of the Royal Fighting Team was naturally Xiao Feilian, although these soul bones were most likely unrelated to her.

Of course, she didn't need these soul bones.

Of the three soul bones, the skull of wisdom, formed from the condensation of fifty thousand years of spiritual energy, is the most precious. Logically, the captain should receive this soul bone.

Unlike other attribute soul bones, it is of the spiritual attribute, and can be perfectly absorbed by soul masters of any attribute.

Furthermore, its main boost is to mental power, unlike the auxiliary ability of that gem-like head soul bone, which has many limitations.

She was very lucky. When she was hunting for the seventh spirit ring, she happened to get a head spirit bone. In other words, although the spirit bone in front of her was only a minor top-grade one, she had something better!

Without hesitation, Xiao Feilian walked straight to the high platform and came to Bibi Dong's side.

Her gaze also fell on Zhongli, who was sitting not far from Bibi Dong.

At this moment, Zhongli seemed to be thinking about something and did not notice her gaze, so her gaze became much bolder.

His gaze was like a pool of spring water, nourishing things silently.

Upon seeing this, Bibi Dong glanced at Zhong Li, then at Xiao Feilian, her eyes twitching slightly.

This little cat girl actually had those kinds of thoughts!

As someone who's been through it all, Bibi Dong understands what the little cat girl's gaze means.

"Even I, an outsider, know that you've loved the wrong person. Sigh..."

Bibi Dong thought to herself.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she looked at "Xue Qinghe" not far away.

"..."

Bibi Dong gently rubbed her forehead, feeling a slight headache.

The catgirl was an outsider. She fell in love with a stone that was more terrifying than wood. As an outsider, she had no right to interfere, nor did she care.

But Qian Renxue is her daughter! This impossible romance will ruin her life!

She was deceived by Yu Xiaogang, but at least she was "happy" at one point, even though it was all fake.

But Zhongli didn't even give Qian Renxue a chance to deceive him...

For her, this was a good thing, since no mother wants to see her daughter suffer.

But for Qian Renxue, this was too cruel.

She couldn't control the cat girl, nor did she care; she wanted to control Qian Renxue, but couldn't.

Just like Qian Xunji back then, he earnestly advised her to give up Yu Xiaogang, saying that Yu Xiaogang was by no means a good match and that he was only pursuing her for other purposes.

But she wouldn't listen or believe it, ultimately leading Qianxunji to resort to this desperate measure...

"Is this karma?"

Bibi Dong looked up at the sky, trying not to let the tears in her eyes fall.

"???"

What's going on?

The person presenting the award seemed somewhat disappointed, and the recipient appeared distracted.

What are they doing?

I wanted to say something, but I didn't dare, because Bibi Dong was the Pope...

After a long while, Bibi Dong finally came to her senses and dejectedly stuffed the three soul bones into Xiao Feilian's arms.

"Congratulations on winning the championship. This is your prize."

"Being a Soul Master is not the end; keep striving!"

After saying this, Bibi Dong turned and went back to the Papal Palace, leaving everyone completely confused.

Is this over?

Believe it or not, it seems like it really is over.

After the competition, prizes are awarded, and a few words of praise are given.

Or should they make sarcastic remarks before leaving?

Xiao Feilian came to his senses at this moment, his face flushed red, and he slunk away with the prize towards the Royal Fighting Team's rest area.

"Night Flight Training!"

Suddenly, a chilling voice called out to Xiao Feilian, causing her to instinctively stop in her tracks.

"Tang San, what do you want?"

The one who called out to her was none other than the defeated Tang San.

At this moment, Tang San's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, but his eyes were flashing with a red light.

"Xiao Feilian, do you dare to make a bet with me!"

If a time traveler were here, they would definitely twitch their eye. This is Tang San's classic question: "Do you dare to gamble with him?"

Then he would win every time he gambled.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feilian remained silent, holding the soul bone and calmly observing Tang San, wanting to hear what this guy was planning to do.

Upon seeing this, Tang San immediately announced the bet.

"We've made a five-year agreement. Five years from now, I'll be waiting for you in Heaven Dou City, and we'll fight!"

"If you lose, give me the head soul bone in your hand and kneel down to kowtow and apologize to me."

"If I lose, the 100,000-year-old soul bone in my right arm is yours!"

Tang San said in a very crazy way. His bet was so crazy that everyone present was stunned.

"This head bone is not mine; I have no right to dispose of it."

Xiao Feilian said very honestly.

Many "viewers" knew about Zhongli's promise to Zhiqing in Tiandou City, so everyone nodded.

"It's alright, Holy Maiden, let's gamble with him. At worst, I'll just stop absorbing the essence for now!"

"We won't absorb any more; we'll gamble with him using these three soul bones!"

(End of this chapter)

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