Douro Continent

Chapter 420 Shocking, Seven Monsters' Fusion Technique (Part 1)

Jing Ling was also surprised by the change in the situation on the field. Just as he was preparing to fight Huo Wushuang, whose strength was obviously superior to his opponent, the Grandmaster stood up from the Shrek Academy rest area and looked at Pope Bibi Dong in front of the Papal Palace.

"Please wait a moment before the match begins."

The cardinal, acting as referee, was about to reprimand the master for interrupting the match when the Pope raised his hand to stop him. Bibi Dong looked at the master calmly, but only she knew whether she was truly at peace.

"Please state your reasons," Pope Bibidon said calmly.

The master smiled coldly, "My reason is that Shrek Academy forfeited the first half of the finals and voluntarily entered the loser's bracket final this afternoon. Jingling, come back."

If the earlier surrender of the Spirit Hall Academy team member was somewhat acceptable, Grandmaster's sudden announcement that Shrek Academy had forfeited the individual competition undoubtedly shocked everyone present. Even the other members of the Shrek Seven Devils, except for Tang San, wore expressions of surprise and bewilderment.

Clearly, they did not know beforehand that the master would make such a decision.

Sitting next to the Pope, Ning Fengzhi's eyes showed a look of realization, but also a flash of anger. His gaze couldn't help but fall on the Pope beside him.

Bibi Dong remained calm and composed, asking indifferently, "Why?"

With his hands behind his back, the master looked up at the Douluo Hall behind the Papal Palace. "For no reason, I think admitting defeat is our right."

The master's extremely calm words rang out like a thunderclap in front of the Papal Palace. There was nothing wrong with his words themselves; the problem was the person he was addressing. By saying this, he was undoubtedly contradicting the Pope.

The supreme ruler of the Spirit Hall.

Anyone present who was a Soul Master of level 60 or above could see that the Grandmaster himself was not very strong, definitely not exceeding level 40. Yet, this not-so-strong Soul Master actually dared to defy the most authoritative person in the Soul Master world.

But what was even more unexpected was that Pope Bibi Dong slowly stood up, nodded to the master, and said, "You're right, it's your right. I apologize for asking. Elder Yu."

The conversation between Grandmaster and Pope Bibi Dong took place in front of numerous powerful figures from the Spirit Hall, as well as countless Soul Masters eagerly watching the battle. The fact that the word "Elder" came from the Pope's mouth meant only one thing: Grandmaster was an elder of the Spirit Hall.

Everyone in the Spirit Hall knows the authority of its elders. Even Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo, who sit next to Bibi Dong, have only been members of the Elder Hall for about ten years. Grandmaster's age and strength clearly don't warrant such authority.

If someone else had said that he was a member of the Spirit Hall's Elders, people would probably have scoffed at him. But it was Pope Bibi Dong who said this, so who would dare to refute her words?

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, even the Grandmaster was taken aback. His reason for defying Bibi Dong wasn't because their relationship made him feel invincible, but because of his own anger. The moment Bibi Dong spoke, the Grandmaster understood that the Pope was protecting him.

Even if the Pope himself doesn't care about contradicting him, how could the many Soul Masters in the Soul Master world who admire him not care?

Even if a master is protected by powerful figures who can form a golden triangle, the chances of him dying in the street will increase significantly.

Once Bibi Dong acknowledged his status as an elder, no one dared to do anything more. For a Spirit Hall elder to contradict the Pope was not a big deal.

In fact, even Bibi Dong didn't know why the master had an elder's token. She only found out from her subordinates after the master left.

The master felt a sharp pain in his waist, and then his left arm was pulled into a soft and elastic embrace. When he turned his head, he saw Liu Erlong looking at the Pope with a defiant expression.

Bibi Dong's gaze flickered briefly, but quickly returned to normal. She addressed the cardinal acting as referee, "Since Shrek Academy has decided to forfeit the morning's matches, let the individual competitions continue."

Just then, the teacher leading the Shenfeng Academy team stood up, bowed to the Pope, and then smiled, saying, "The Spirit Hall Academy team is very strong, and our academy admits that we are no match for them. Rather than lowering our strength in a fight, it would be better to compete with Shrek Academy for another spot in the finals this afternoon. Therefore, we will also forfeit the individual competition."

The dramatic turn of events caught many off guard; the Spirit Hall Academy team won without a fight and advanced directly to tomorrow's finals.

The first half of the finals was over before any matches were played. Although the Spirit Hall Academy team made it to the final battle as they wished, Shrek Academy's withdrawal from the individual competition still made them, as the organizers, feel somewhat embarrassed.

The Shrek Academy students did not linger any longer and quickly left under the guidance of the master. In the afternoon, they would compete with the Divine Wind Academy for the other spot in the final competition.

Along the way, no one said much; most people were immersed in contemplation and a sense of oppression.

The unfavorable situation shook the confidence of the Shrek Seven Devils.

After all, they will face the combined forces of Shenfeng Academy and Chihuo Academy this afternoon, and tomorrow they will face the powerful Spirit Hall Academy team with only one night's rest.

Back at their lodgings, the master summoned the Shrek Seven Devils to his room.

His gaze swept over the seven people, and the master said calmly, "Aren't you all wondering why I suddenly withdrew from the individual competition?"

None of the seven spoke, but apart from Tang San, the other six all showed a hint of confusion in their eyes.

A flush rose on the master's stiff face, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. "Even I didn't expect that the Spirit Hall would resort to such despicable means when they have such an advantage. Xiao San, explain it to everyone."

Tang San nodded and said in a deep voice, "Our first player to go on stage is Jing Ling. Jing Ling drew a very good draw, allowing us to maintain a second-place position in the individual matches and better observe our opponents' movements. However, at this moment, the player from the Spirit Hall Academy team suddenly conceded defeat. This has two effects: firstly, the Spirit Hall Academy player has maintained full combat strength without any depletion; secondly, Huo Wushuang has also maintained full combat strength to deal with Jing Ling. If I'm not mistaken, after Huo Wushuang defeats Jing Ling, he will also immediately concede when facing the second Spirit Hall player. In this way, it's equivalent to the two academies joining forces against us. In the individual matches, we have absolutely no chance of winning. Losing each match is fine, but if we win, we will definitely suffer their relentless attacks."

"The merger of Shenfeng Academy and Chihuo Academy was something I didn't understand before as to why the Spirit Hall would agree to their request, but now I do. They received the Spirit Hall's support precisely because they reached an agreement with the Spirit Hall Academy Team."

After stating his judgment, Tang San fell silent, and the atmosphere in the room became quiet. However, the flames of anger continued to spread throughout the room. No wonder Grandmaster said that the Spirit Hall was despicable.

Given such an advantage, why would they join forces with the Divine Wind Academy and the Blazing Fire Academy to oppose us? What is this if not despicable?

A cold smile appeared on the master's face. "Do they really think this can stop our progress? Then they underestimate us. Originally, I didn't have a strong desire to win, but since they've done this, then we only have one goal left."

Before the afternoon match began, the Shrek Seven Devils remained in Master's room, even during mealtimes. Flander and Liu Erlong stood guard outside, preventing anyone from approaching.

Of course, a powerful figure like Poison Douluo was also stationed at the Shrek Academy residence.

The morning air is cool and comfortable, but by the afternoon, when the sun is high in the sky, that coolness has been replaced by a slight heat. Although it is not the height of summer, the temperature is still a bit high.

The seven members of the Spirit Hall Academy team stood quietly to the side. In the square in front of the Papal Palace, the two teams that had entered the semi-finals were staring at each other.

Tang San and Dai Mubai stood at the front of the Shrek Seven Devils, looking at the familiar faces not far ahead, both of them showing a hint of disdain.

Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wu, and Huo Wushuang, the core of the team, faced off against Tang San and Dai Mubai.

Huo Wu stepped forward, looked at Tang San, and said coldly, "Do you know why we're doing this?"

Tang San did not answer, but the contempt in his eyes deepened.

Huo Wu suddenly realized that she hated Tang San looking at her like that, and her fiery temper immediately surfaced. "I'm doing this so that I can have another showdown with you. I'd rather give up the chance to compete for the championship than fail you."

Tang San smiled calmly, "If that's all you're doing, then you've already fallen to a lower level. Having lost the spirit of fair play, you have no chance in this competition."

Huo Wu was furious. "Then let the facts speak for themselves. Don't think that just because you saved me, I'll go easy on you. I've already repaid what I owed you."

(End of this chapter)