Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect

Whether it was the elders, the Red Robe Douluo elders, or the several priests in the Temple of Worship, they were all loyal to him. Because whether it was his martial soul, bloodline, or strength, Qian Xunji was impeccable.

Originally, the three ten-thousand-year soul bones were found by Qian Daoliu after he slew soul beasts and in ancient ruins. Two of them were soul bones handed down from ancient times. After all, Qian Daoliu had abdicated, and there had always been controversy over their ownership. But now, Qian Xunji had directly gifted the soul bones to the three members of the Golden Generation!

When they heard that the Pope had bestowed bones upon them, the three members of the Golden Generation were immediately furious. They didn't even have a single ten-thousand-year soul bone.

"Thank you for the reward, Pope. We will go through fire and water for the Spirit Hall and swear allegiance to it until death!" Xie Yue shouted loudly.

With a thud, the moment the scepter fell to the ground, the gem above the scepter emitted a burst of light, and then a space fluctuation appeared. Qian Xunji directly took out three treasure boxes from a dimensional space, and then pushed them gently, and the three boxes fell in front of the three people of the Golden Generation one by one.

Ghost Douluo, standing behind the Pope, said in his deep voice, "The three soul bones are the wisdom skull of concentrated spirit, the right arm of exploding flames, and the left leg of swift forward pursuit of the wind. These three soul bones are all from ten thousand year old soul beasts."

"Among them, the right arm of Exploding Flames and the left leg bone of Swiftly Chasing the Wind are both thirty thousand year old soul bones. The Skull of Wisdom, the concentrated spirit, even came from a soul beast over fifty thousand years old, personally slain by the previous Pope. It is the pinnacle of soul bones, second only to external soul bones and the top soul bones produced by hundred thousand year old soul beasts."

Xie Yue opened the treasure box in his hand, but what he didn't expect was that what he got was not the best wisdom skull of spiritual concentration, but the left leg bone of the wind-chasing beast that had been moving forward rapidly for 30,000 years.

Xie Yue turned his head to look at his sister. The treasure box was emitting bursts of golden light, and a powerful spiritual power surged out of it. There was no doubt that the one who obtained the wisdom skull of spiritual concentration was Hu Liena, not Xie Yue, the leader of the golden generation.

Hu Liena's beautiful eyes were also a little surprised, but she quickly reacted. After looking at her brother, she said, "Your Majesty, Liena is not worthy of this soul bone. This should be given to Xie Yue. He has greater combat power and strength, so he deserves it even more."

At this moment, Qian Xunji looked at Hu Liena and said, "No, the power of the Wisdom Skull of Condensed Spirit is directly related to the strength of the user's spiritual power output. Your soul power level is indeed not as good as Xie Yue's, but your spiritual power is stronger than his. This soul bone is not suitable for him but for you. After fusing with this soul bone, your spiritual power should be enough to reach the level of a peak Soul Douluo. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Lena understands."

After hearing the Pope's words, Hu Liena naturally could not refute it anymore. After all, no one dared to refute the Pope.

Although Xie Yue was somewhat unwilling, he had no choice but to kneel and say, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward. We will never be defeated by Tang San!"

Qianxunji smiled warmly and kindly, nodded, and said, "Well, I'm very optimistic about you. You will be the future of Spirit Hall. Renxue will also be there to watch the game. I hope you perform well and don't let Renxue and me down."

"We will never let the Pope and His Highness the Saint down!"

"Alright, let's go back and absorb the soul bone. There's not much time left until the competition."

"Yes!"

After saying this, Xie Yue and the others left the Pope's Palace and returned to absorb spirit bones. After receiving the spirit bone reward, not only Xie Yue, but even Yan, who had been defeated by Tang San, began to gain confidence.

A 30,000-year-old right arm bone, and of fire attribute, which perfectly matches Yan's martial soul. How can this not make him full of confidence?

At this time, Qian Renxue, who was meditating in the Wuhun Hall's worship hall, also received a message from her father, asking her to be there in a few days to preside over the event so that she, the saint, could appear under the attention of the entire city.

After all, the saint also needs to increase her popularity and accumulate faith. The nine tests of the angel god are somewhat different from those of the sea god. They are more related to saving people, slaying demons and gaining faith.

"Elder Ghost, can I not attend?" Qian Renxue frowned slightly, a strange look flashed in her eyes, and said.

Ghost Douluo smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "Your Highness, this may be difficult. His Majesty the Pope has already promised several people from the Golden Generation, and all the elders are present."

Qian Renxue sighed inwardly, then nodded and said, "Ghost Elder, please go back and tell my father. I will be there on time."

Ghost Douluo nodded and left.

Qian Renxue took out a piece of paper from her hand. It was the registration form, and her pseudonym Ye Ruxue was clearly written on it.

"He should be able to win." Qian Renxue looked at the substitute Meng Yiran. The team members were sufficient, but Meng Yiran's strength was still a little weak. Not to mention compared with the golden generation, he was far behind Tyrone. He relied entirely on a thousand-year-old external soul bone for support.

Chapter 209 The Second Generation of Dandy

But a thousand years is still a thousand years, and the external soul bones are only a thousand years. Others have ten thousand year soul bones, which is basically equivalent to two against three.

"But there is no reason for me to fight against the Golden Generation, even though it's an alias." Qian Renxue also smiled bitterly. How could she let the Saint fight against the genius of her own Spirit Hall? This would be an internal conflict.

After thinking about it, Qian Renxue couldn't help but imagine the image of a man in her mind. She smiled and said, "No, I can't do it. It would be too embarrassing if he couldn't defeat the Golden Generation."

Qian Renxue's mouth corners turned up, and her cheeks were slightly red, like a young girl with a spring in her eyes.

Soon, the final team battle for the final spot in the Wuhun Academy's Continental Elite Soul Master Competition began.

Normally, the Wuhun Academy is the Wuhun Academy, and the competition for places in the Wuhun Academy is completed internally. The normal process is that the strongest team in the graduation exam will represent the team, and there is no need to make it public. But this time it is different. Because of the evil god, the exam was interrupted and no team was selected.

In addition to the 3v3 between the Golden Generation and Tang San, the young master of the Haotian Sect, the Spirit Hall decided to hold this game in the Fighting Spirit Arena of the Spirit City.

"The Golden Generation versus the son of Clear Sky Douluo, wow, isn't this the equivalent of Clear Sky Douluo versus the Pope?"

After seeing the information about the key battle in the Wuhun City Fighting Arena, the residents of Wuhun City have been discussing it heatedly for several days, but the enthusiasm has not diminished at all.

"That's a bit wrong. The Pope's is still Her Highness the Saint, and Tang San is against Qian Renxue, right?"

"Who cares? Anyway, whoever loses this soul fighting will have a significant impact."

"So what are the odds now? Who do you think is the favorite?"

"That's nonsense, isn't it? The odds are now 1 to 1.8, and everyone is more optimistic about the Golden Generation. After all, Ye Ruxue is said to be unable to participate in the battle, and can only be replaced by Meng Yiran, who has a level 43 spirit power. Although Meng Yiran is also very strong, and level 43 is already extraordinary at his age, it still depends on who he is compared with. He can't be compared with the Golden Generation or Tang San. After all, the spirit power and martial spirit are there."

The fighting arena was already full of people early on. Not only was it completely packed, but many extra seats were added and even standing tickets were provided. However, tickets were still hard to come by. It was truly packed.

"It was still 1.8, now the odds are 1 to 2."

"One to two? How is that possible? Tang San is no pushover."

"You're a little behind the times. I heard someone inside the Spirit Hall revealed that the Pope bestowed a ten-thousand-year soul bone upon each of the three members of the Golden Generation several days ago."

"Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone! One for each person!"

"So, tell me, who has a better chance of winning? Anyway, I've already spent all my money on the golden generation. Whether the villa is by the sea depends on this moment."

The matter of the soul bones would naturally spread, after all, the Spirit Hall had no intention of concealing it.

At this time, in the lounge of the Fighting Spirit Arena, Tang San, Bai Chenxiang, Tai Long, Meng Yiran and Bibi Dong were all waiting together.

"I'm fighting against the golden generation. I'm fighting against the golden generation?" The most nervous person was Meng Yiran. At this time, Meng Yiran's pretty face had turned a little pale.

When she first learned that Tang San wanted her to team up, she was very happy. After all, it was not shameful to rely on someone powerful. But when she heard that she would have to replace her senior to fight against the Golden Generation and snatch the privilege, Meng Yiran was dumbfounded.

She's here to mess around, she's a scoundrel, and now you want her to fight a tough battle?! A level 43 fighter against someone with a top-tier martial spirit and a soul power of over 50? She can't use hidden weapons, can't take medicine, and her Eight Spider Lance is only a thousand-year-old one. What can she use to fight him?

So at this moment, Meng Yiran was definitely the most nervous one, the nervousness of a gangster.

But Tailong is completely different, full of fighting spirit. Although he has not yet reached the Soul King, he loves fighting the most.

Of course, unlike the excited Tai Long and the nervous Meng Yiran, Tang San was calm and expressionless. He sat on the sofa, opened his mouth and waited for Bai Chenxiang to feed him fruit. He looked like a dandy second-generation soul boy.

Bai Chenxiang plucked the crystal-clear fruit, gently pushed her jade finger into Tang San's mouth, and said gently, "Young Sect Master, there are rumors that the Pope bestowed ten-thousand-year spirit bones on three members of the Golden Generation, two thirty-thousand-year pieces, and one fifty-thousand-year piece, greatly increasing their strength."

Hearing this, Tang San swallowed the sweet fruit in his mouth, then put his big hands around Bai Chenxiang's slender waist and hugged her, saying with a smile: "Why, Chenxiang, do you think this young master will lose?"

Bai Chenxiang exclaimed, then also took advantage of the situation and lay on top of Tang San, her body pressed against Tang San's chest. Although Bai Chenxiang's penis was not big, it was firm and firm. A spring force pressed down, exhaling like orchids, she said: "How could it be, the young master is invincible in the world, and the golden generation is just a false reputation. They can't be a match for the young master."

The Golden Generation came from ordinary backgrounds, two siblings who lost their parents and depended on each other for survival. Before the battle, they received a gift from a powerful person, which temporarily boosted their strength. In contrast, Tang San, with his dandy appearance, ate fruit and hugged beautiful women before the game, and was full of confidence.

If this were placed in a novel or biography, this would be the scene where the protagonist defeats the second generation of playboys!

Tang San patted Bai Chenxiang's butt, let her go, sat up straight, looked at Tai Long and Meng Yiran, and said, "Tai Long, Meng Yiran."

"Young Sect Master!"

"Yes, yes, what's the matter?"

Tang San looked at Meng Yiran and said, "Meng Yiran, I only let you join the team because that guy Little Freckles disappeared. You can't use hidden weapons in the fighting spirit competition, so I don't have high expectations for you."

Hearing this, Meng Yiran gave Tang San a coquettish look, as if to say, "Why are you so direct? Why not wait until there's no one around?"

Then, Tang San said: "So you don't have to feel so much pressure. Tailong."

"My subordinate is here!"

"You and Meng Yiran will team up to deal with Yan. From what I've observed, Yan is the weakest among the Golden Generation. Although he has reached the Soul King level and is rumored to have a soul bone, the two of you working together should be enough to hold him back."

Hearing Tang San's words, no one else was surprised, because everyone present actually knew that the outcome of this match depended entirely on whether Tang San could defeat three opponents at once.

Tai Long and Meng Yiran could only hold one back to buy time for Tang San.

"Don't worry, we can't lose this match. No matter what kind of spirit bones they get, even if I give them a hundred thousand year spirit bone, there's only one word for me: win!"

After Tang San said the word "win", Meng Yiran was no longer nervous, as if he had been injected with a shot of cardiotonic.

"It's time, let's go." Tang San stood up, then looked at Bibi Dong, who was hiding her face beside him, and said with soul power: "I heard that Qianxunji and Qian Renxue will be there to watch the battle, you should not get too excited when the time comes. You should know that if you take action now, the result will be that you will be beaten into pieces by countless Titled Douluo."

Chapter 210: Eating

Bibi Dong had seen Qian Xunji before over the years. Occasionally, Bibi Dong would use the characteristics of the divine test and martial soul to look for opportunities for assassination.

But unfortunately, Qian Xunji has never given Bibi Dong any chance to assassinate her over the years. However, it is also true that with Qian Xunji's strength, even a hundred thousand year soul beast may not be able to defeat him. Even a weaker hundred thousand year level soul beast may not be able to seriously injure Qian Xunji.

That's why Bibi Dong hasn't waited for the opportunity to assassinate him for so many years. After all, she only has one chance, and if she fails, Bibi Dong will be doomed.

However, when Bibi Dong heard Qian Renxue's name, her mood still fluctuated slightly, because Bibi Dong had not seen Qian Renxue for so many years. Even when she was born, Qian Daoliu used a special soul skill to take Qian Renxue away.

As a mother, Bibi Dong has never even seen her daughter face to face, let alone hug her.

Tang San didn't say anything else. The relationship between Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue was not something he could interfere with. He didn't know how Bibi Dong viewed Qian Renxue, let alone how Qian Renxue viewed this 'not dead' mother.

Bibi Dong and Bai Chenxiang naturally stayed in the lounge, where they could see what was happening outside through the gaps in the curtains.

"Dear audience, please welcome Tang San, son of Clear Sky Douluo, Tai Long of the Power Clan, and Meng Yiran, granddaughter of the Peerless Dragon Snake, to the stage!"

The sight of Tang San, Tai Long, and Meng Yiran appearing instantly sent the entire Douhun Arena into a frenzy, with waves of cheering rising like heat waves, one after another. Most of the students from the Holy Academy had also come to watch, but they weren't there to observe their opponents; they simply wanted to see how strong the Golden Generation and the son of Clear Sky Douluo were.

Normally, Tang San and the Golden Generation would compete in 3v3 before going to compete with other teams, but in fact, there was no need for the remaining teams to compete.

The reason was simple: if Tang San won, it would mean the rest of the Saint Academy would have to fight the Golden Generation. Even if the Golden Generation lost, it didn't mean they were weaker. They were already unbeatable, and now that they had spirit bones, they were even more vulnerable.

And if Tang San loses, the situation will be similar. Who can deal with the fifty-three level Soul King? The strongest students of the Holy Academy have a soul power level of only about forty-four. Not to mention Tai Long, Meng Yiran has something to say about beating these people.

So no matter who wins or loses, the quota for representing the Spirit Hall in the competition has already been determined. What remains is just a process and it depends on who has the final say.

After Tang San appeared on stage, the host cheered loudly, then directed the audience to look to the other side, saying, "Everyone, I know you've been waiting for a long time! Next up are the leaders of our Spirit Hall's younger generation, the ones bestowed the title of Golden Generation by the Pope!!! Yan, Hu Liena, and their captain, Xie Yue!!"

As the host shouted, Xie Yue and the other two walked onto the stage from the other side. The three of them walked slowly to the fighting arena. Although Yan and the other two had calm expressions and were not as ostentatious as before, they were like three wolves ready to pounce and could give someone a fatal blow at any time.

The momentum and confidence surging from the three people can only be possessed by those who have experienced countless victories and defeated countless opponents.

"First, let me introduce to you the three challengers from Team Clear Sky." The host pulled out a profile and said, "Meng Yiran, a powerful attack-type spirit master, with a spirit of the Serpent Staff, and a spirit power level of forty-three. Tai Long, a powerful attack-type spirit master, with a spirit of the Golden Giant Ape, and a spirit power level of forty-nine! What! Tang San, a powerful attack-type spirit master, with a spirit of the Clear Sky Hammer, and a spirit power level of a whopping fifty-three!!"

After all, Tang San's words that he was level 53 were just what he said. Now that the fight was about to begin, the real confirmation of Tang San's true level 53 soul power naturally caused heated discussion again.

There were even voices saying that the golden generation was going to lose.

Seeing the audience talking and laughing, the host knew that he had achieved his goal. He used a method of suppressing emotions first and then praising them, which is the only way to push the audience's emotions to the highest level!

Just when everyone was talking about it, the host suddenly raised his voice an octave and screamed, "What!! No way!!"

At this time, everyone fell silent and looked at the host, wondering what he was screaming about.

The host looked at the information in his hand with an expression of astonishment, then said in amazement: "Everyone, our fighting spirit arena has just received the latest information update. A member of the Golden Generation, Yan, a strong offensive and defensive spirit master, whose martial spirit is the dual-attribute fire and earth flame lord, has had his spirit power level updated from the original fifty-one to fifty-three! The same spirit power level as Tang San!"