Douluo Continent: Starting from Tianshui Academy

Chapter 213 Soul Bone Reward is Heart-Stirring

After a two-day break, the final championship battle has begun. Teams Tianshui, Shenfeng, Chihuo, and Shrek have all headed to Pope Mountain for the final showdown.

"Since we're all here, let's go up Mount Papacy together!"

That morning, Ye Liangchen saw Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wushuang, brother and sister, leading their respective teams to the foot of Pope Mountain, so he invited the two teams to travel together.

"The last championship finals were held in the capital of Xingluo Kingdom. This time it's in the square in front of the Papal Palace. I've been so old, and today I'm finally going to see the Papal Palace."

Feng Xiaotian chuckled and led his team to follow.

"Let's go! I've heard the Papal Palace is magnificent; we should take a good look at it today."

Huo Wushuang and Huo Wu excitedly led their team members onto the road to Pope Mountain.

Shui Lanxin and her group, along with the team leaders from the other two elemental academies, followed Ye Liangchen and his group, chatting and laughing, on their way to Pope Mountain. After all, they were now all on the same side.

"This is Mount Papacy, it's so high!"

Before long, the Shrek team arrived at the foot of Pope Mountain. Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongsha and the others looked at the densely packed steps and exclaimed in amazement.

"Little monsters, after the finals, everyone will graduate. No matter how you performed, I am proud of you all. I hope you can all make your own way in life."

Flander gave a few words of graduation speech to Tang San and his group, without asking the little monsters to win any championships or anything like that.

Although the Shrek team achieved good results in the Soul Master Competition, their reputation was also ruined, which made Flander lose face and exhausted him. He thought to himself: After these little monsters finish the finals, I should retire and stop bothering with anything.

"teacher…"

"Dean..."

Looking at Flander's aged appearance, Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ning Rongrong felt a pang of sadness. They knew that Shrek Academy's reputation had been ruined by Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, and now Flander was disheartened.

"Xiao San, the prize for the champion of this competition is three soul bones. You must do your best to win the championship."

Yu Xiaogang gave orders to the Shrek team in an unquestionable tone, which, coupled with his pale, deadpan face, made him look somewhat ferocious.

"Win the championship? How is that possible?"

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Fatty Ma, Dai Mubai, and Oscar thought that Yu Xiaogang was either stupid or crazy. Although Yu Xiaogang taught everyone the Seven-in-One Fusion Technique, they didn't think that the unreliable fusion technique could defeat the Tianshui team led by Ye Liangchen. The strength of that monstrous talent was still a mystery, and no team had ever pushed him to his limit.

Yu Tianheng, Zhu Xiaomei, and the three substitute players didn't say anything. Everyone knew that Yu Xiaogang was mentally ill, so they didn't take it seriously.

"Xiaogang, don't put pressure on the children." Flander thought Yu Xiaogang was being delusional.

"Flander, you must believe me, believe in the little monsters."

Yu Xiaogang was full of confidence in the tactics he had devised, especially the seven-in-one fusion technique he had learned from the Canghui team, which he was sure would defeat other teams by surprise.

Yu Xiaogang planned to make the Shrek team a sensation and win the championship, so that they could slap everyone in the face.

"Bibi Dong, you just wait..."

Yu Xiaogang thought to himself that he must make the Spirit Hall lose three ten-thousand-year-old soul bones in order to be worthy of the torment that Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu had inflicted on him.

The thought of the torture Qian Daoliu inflicted on him in prison sent chills down Yu Xiaogang's spine. It was like a withered chrysanthemum, wounds all over the ground, flowers falling and people heartbroken. Now, even walking is a little affected.

"Teacher, don't worry! We will definitely live up to your expectations."

Tang San said confidently that this time he would not only win the championship and obtain the soul bone, but also avenge his teacher.

Tang San knew that his teacher had been missing for a day and a night, and when he returned, he was covered in injuries and had to go to the toilet several times a day. He must have suffered some kind of painful ordeal, and it must have been the work of the Spirit Hall. Tang San felt immense hatred for this.

"The Spirit Hall..."

Thinking of this, Tang San's hatred for the Spirit Hall reached its peak. His face was extremely gloomy, and wisps of black energy rose from the top of his head, making him look incredibly ferocious with his somewhat ugly face.

"Mistress, just do your best and don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Looking at Tang San's ferocious expression, Flander thought the kid was crazy. He was so young, yet he was blinded by hatred and was beyond saving.

"Let's go! We're going up Mount Papacy."

Flanders led everyone up the steps of Papal Hill, praying that nothing bad would happen this time.

……

Ordinary people were not allowed to watch the final few matches of the finals. All the people who came were Soul Masters. Apart from a few people from the two great empires, the rest were Soul Masters from the Spirit Hall.

When Ye Liangchen and his group arrived at the Papal Palace Square, they saw that several thousand Soul Masters had already gathered on the stands. The rows of seats in front of the Angel Statue were empty. Bibi Dong and the other big shots had not yet appeared. At present, the stands were filled with young Soul Masters.

Shui Lanxin and her group, along with the teachers from the two academies, also stood on the stands and did not enter the Soul Fighting Arena with the team.

At this moment, the Spirit Hall's Golden Team walked over from the other side of the square. Xie Yue and Yan looked at Ye Liangchen, their eyes filled with fighting spirit.

"Red hair, gray hair, what are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy before?" Ye Liangchen retorted to the two of them.

"Pfft...!"

Ye Liangchen's comment about the red-haired and gray-haired people made everyone laugh, including Hu Liena, Sun Chuantao, Zhang Ping, and others from the Spirit Hall team.

"Wow! This young master Ye is so arrogant!"

The Spirit Masters from the Spirit Hall in the stands all gasped in surprise.

"Young Master Ye, aren't you afraid of getting beaten up for being so arrogant?"

Xie Yue and Yan looked a little embarrassed. They both knew that this prodigy was very arrogant, and now they finally witnessed it firsthand. However, they knew that this prodigy had an excellent relationship with His Holiness the Pope, so they didn't dare to show any anger.

"Don't be afraid! You can't beat me anyway."

"Young people should be spirited; what kind of young person is one who isn't spirited?"

Ye Liangchen's serious-sounding nonsense made everyone roll their eyes.

"Young Master Ye, we know you're formidable, so let's settle this in the arena."

Xie Yue and Yan did not expect that when they released their fighting spirit at Ye Liangchen, he would also release his fighting spirit in return. However, he did not play by the rules and directly confronted them.

"Hey! Brother Tao, I didn't expect you to be here too."

At this moment, Ye Liangchen, with his sharp eyes, noticed that the blind Douluo Su Yuntao had also come to the stands. So he used his soul power to force a sound line and greeted him.

Su Yuntao is living a good life now. It seems he has been promoted and is accompanied by a beautiful woman, presumably his wife.

"Young Master Ye, you still remember me!"

Su Yuntao was very excited. Everything he had was brought about by this prodigy. At the beginning of this Soul Master Competition, he made a special trip to the Heaven Dou Empire to watch this young master's competition, and then came to the Spirit Hall to watch the competition. Now he has become a true fan of Ye Liangchen.

"I remember! Especially your comment that useless martial souls have no future, that left a deep impression. Seeing how successful you are now, you must have been promoted, made a fortune, and gotten married. You've already reached the pinnacle of life," Ye Liangchen teased.

"Ahem! Please forgive my rudeness, Young Master Ye. It's all thanks to you."

"However, I am now studying Soul Master knowledge seriously and doing my best to discover talents for the Spirit Hall, so I will not make the same mistakes as before."

Su Yuntao recalled how careless he had been in his work, almost missing out on a genius. If it weren't for this young master reminding him, he wouldn't have everything he has now.

After a while, the Shrek team also stepped onto the Papal Square, and all five teams that made it to the finals were present.

"Is this the Papal Palace?"

Looking at the enormous palace in front of the square, and the huge six-winged angel statue in front of it, Dai Mubai and the others exclaimed in amazement.

"Boom...!"

Just then, the doors of the Papal Palace slowly opened, and the stunningly beautiful Bibi Dong appeared, followed by Ghost Chrysanthemum Douluo, Sword Douluo, and Ning Fengzhi. Behind them were a group of Golden Knights and several cardinals.

Bibi Dong walked to the high platform in front of the angel statue, slowly sat on the throne, with Gui and Ju standing behind her.

At this moment, Bibi Dong was dressed in a magnificent papal robe, wearing a papal crown and holding a papal scepter; she was a noble and peerless empress.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo also sat on the chairs next to Bibi Dong. As members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, they had status and position, so the Spirit Hall naturally had to arrange seats for them.

"Swish..."

"Welcome everyone to the final match of the grand finals."

"Now, let's hear from His Holiness the Pope."

Just then, host Chris flew into the ring and announced the start of the final.

Bibi Dong stood up, looked at the five teams below, and smiled.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope."

Members of several teams bowed to Bibi Dong as a matter of courtesy.

In the Shrek team, apart from Tang San and Xiao Wu, everyone else bowed, after all, they had just made a fool of themselves not long ago and couldn't afford to do it again.

"Tang San, Xiao Wu, how dare you not bow to the Pope!" Several cardinals loudly reprimanded the two arrogant youngsters.

"Alright! Don't bother arguing with two ill-mannered and ignorant brats."

"They are students of Yu Xiaogang, the master of farting, so their character is naturally just as shameless and ill-mannered as the master of farting."

Bibi Dong waved her hand dismissively, and then took another jab at Yu Xiaogang.

"Ha ha…!"

Bibi Dong kept calling him a "farting master," which made everyone present laugh.

"Bibi Dong, you..."

"Xiao Gang, don't talk."

Yu Xiaogang was so angry his head was about to explode, and he was about to start cursing, but Flander immediately covered his mouth, otherwise he would have been so angry that he would have vomited blood.

Flander was also rendered speechless by Tang San and Xiao Wu's antics. These two kids were really fearless, thinking that having a Hammer Douluo behind them meant they could rest easy.

Forget it! Let them do whatever they want. Whether I live or die is none of my business.

Flander sighed and stopped paying attention to Tang San and Xiao Wu. Anyway, the two of them were grown up now, and adults had to be responsible for their own actions.

"Rise, all of you!"

Bibi Dong smiled and waved for the team members to rise.

She glanced at Ye Liangchen and felt a surge of sweetness in her heart when she saw the little guy so quiet.

"Xiao Chen, what do you think about the arrangements for the last few matches?" Bibi Dong used her soul power to force a sound line and transmitted it to Ye Liangchen to inquire about the match arrangements.

"The Shrek team will get a bye until the end. As for the four of us teams, we're all on the same team, so we can arrange things however we want," Ye Liangchen suggested to Bibi Dong.

"Okay! I'll do as you say."

Bibi Dong smiled knowingly, took out three ten-thousand-year-old soul bones, and then announced the competition rules.

"I see hope in you, but there can only be one winner, and the same goes for the champion."

"The competition among your five teams will still be conducted in a team elimination format to determine the final championship."

"The one who laughs last will receive a soul bone reward from the Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong took out three ten-thousand-year-old soul bones, intending to motivate these little guys.

These three soul bones were originally prepared for Ye Liangchen, but Bibi Dong guessed that the little guy wouldn't like them. Previously, this guy had directly given two soul bones over 30,000 years old to Qian Renxue, making Bibi Dong feel very poor.

"A soul bone that's been around for ten thousand years!"

As soon as the soul bone appeared, countless soul masters present revealed their longing eyes, even Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo.

Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan from the Spirit Hall team also longed for those three soul bones, but when they thought of Ye Liangchen, that monstrous talent, their hearts sank.

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San's eyes were practically popping out of their sockets; they wished they could just rush up and snatch it away.

The group from Tianshui Academy remained remarkably calm, with not a single person showing any surprise, since everyone already possessed a Soul Bone Set.

"These three ten-thousand-year-old soul bones are the left leg bone of Extreme Speed ​​Chasing Wind, the right arm bone of Explosive Burning Flames, and the spiritual skull of Condensed Wisdom. All of them are ten-thousand-year-old, with the spiritual skull being as old as fifty thousand years..."

At this moment, Ghost Douluo went on and on about the age and attributes of the three ten-thousand-year soul bones, which made everyone extremely excited.

"His Holiness the Pope took out the Soul Bone, but Young Master Ye from the Tianshui Team didn't even glance at it. That's really strange."

"That's right! That's right! Don't Young Master Ye and the others like soul bones?"

At this moment, some people noticed Ye Liangchen's unusual behavior and began to cast strange glances at him.

"Why are you all staring at me? Do I have to shout: 'Wow! A ten-thousand-year-old soul bone!'"

"The Soul Bone is in His Holiness the Pope's hands. No matter how wide you open your eyes, the Soul Bone will not fly into your hands. It is like a flower in the water or the moon in a mirror, visible but untouchable."

Seeing that everyone treated him like a monster, Ye Liangchen immediately launched into a few sarcastic remarks that were both hurtful and thought-provoking.

"Young Master Ye's words may be a bit harsh, but they are the truth."

"Yeah! Everyone can only feast their eyes on it."

"Flowers in the water, the moon in the mirror! Young Master Ye is absolutely right."

Everyone was startled by Ye Liangchen's words and came back to their senses.

"This little guy really knows how to say something outrageous!"

Bibi Dong was both amused and exasperated. This little guy definitely didn't appreciate the prize she had prepared for him. Unfortunately, this was all she could offer; she couldn't even get a 100,000-year-old soul bone. Thinking of this, Bibi Dong felt a little embarrassed. This little guy had helped her so much, yet she couldn't offer him any good treasures in return.

(End of this chapter)