Chapter 397 The final is over, elixir reward
Listen to the sounds around you.
Qian Renjue frowned slightly and looked towards the high platform.
I saw that Bibi Dong's two delicate red lips had just stopped squirming.
He smiled softly at Qian Renjue.
Qian Renjue also had a smile on his face, feeling relieved.
He thought someone had bad intentions.
To trap him into injustice.
After all, he is still the Son of God.
If heard by those Wuhundian members who don’t know the truth, there may be misunderstandings
Long live!
This kind of vocabulary doesn't quite suit him yet.
Have to wait.
Qian Renjue watched Ning Rongrong's face turn red as she screamed, waving to him repeatedly.
Even Ning Fengzhi couldn't make her calm down.
Qian Ren could not help but remain speechless.
When the sound waves like ocean waves gradually subsided.
The teachers from those colleges also immediately stepped forward to retrieve their students.
Qian Renjue stood there and clapped his hands.
Bang bang!
The sound of clapping has not completely dissipated.
The healing soul master who had been prepared a long time ago was located behind the team of palace knights.
Immediately swarmed.
Wake up those soul masters who were knocked unconscious and heal their minor injuries.
Qian Renjue gently raised his hands and put them back into his sleeves.
It was as if the fallen soul masters in the square had nothing to do with him.
Many participating soul masters woke up.
Standing in the square, standing back in the queue, looking at Qian Renjue.
My heart is filled with a sense of powerlessness.
They all understand.
He has become a stepping stone for the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace.
The funny thing is to ask yourself.
They might not even be qualified to be the stepping stones for the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace.
The gap is just too big.
It just happened that they came to compete, and it happened that the other party was about to show off their sword.
In the square, everything was calm.
The high-level Soul Master Academy teams who came to compete still stood in a square formation.
The formation is exactly the same as before the start of the game.
It seems that the battle just now did not happen.
But
The complicated expressions in the eyes of those genius soul masters were unprecedented.
There was a look of dejection, frustration and unwillingness on his face.
The teachers in those colleges also felt like they were mourning their heirs.
Bibi Dong stood up.
He waved gracefully and gently towards Qian Renjue.
"Jue, come back"
"Yes."
Qian Renjue turned around and raised his eyes, nodded slightly, stepped forward, raised his legs and climbed up the steps.
Ning Rongrong's big eyes were watery.
Keep an eye on her fiancé.
All the titled Douluo and elders on the gilded chairs in front of the Pope's Palace stood up.
Bibi Dong smiled and announced:
"The final champion of this continent-wide elite soul master academy competition is Wuhun Academy."
"..."
In the competition square.
Those college teachers’ mouths twitched.
There was a feeling of depression in my heart that I had been bullied but had nowhere to express my feelings.
The Holy Son definitely looked no more than twenty.
In other words, he can still participate in the next continent-wide senior soul master elite competition.
How will they play in the future? !
Let's go through the motions again? !
Bibi Dong Qian Renjue and her son had already anticipated their worries.
Looking at the dejected looks on many participating teams.
Bibi Dong smiled and said: "The Holy Son will no longer participate in future soul master competitions."
The words fell.
The faces of the college teachers improved slightly.
But the expressions of those participating soul masters still looked a little unwilling.
I have been practicing hard for so long.
But before he could show off his skills, he had to go home directly.
This seems to be no different from not coming.
Bibi Dong said again:
"In addition, all participating students do not need to be discouraged. In fact, your real competition has not yet begun."
"What?"
Many participating students raised their heads and paid attention, making it slightly noisy.
Standing at the top of the steps, Qian Renjue in front of Bibi Dong suddenly looked back. With a smile like the spring breeze on his face.
"Everyone, in order for all the young talents to come back without regrets."
"Please continue with the next qualifying match."
"We, Wuhun Palace, will provide generous rewards to the top five teams."
The words fell.
The space in front of Qian Renjue's eyes lit up with a little light, which were four small porcelain bottles.
"What is that? A pill."
"Probably so."
"I heard that there is a special soul master profession called an alchemist in the Wuhun Palace."
"Can refine many magical elixirs."
"That's right, the founder of this profession is the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace!"
"Hiss——"
Listening to the introduction from the teacher of Thunder Academy, the crowd once again stirred up waves.
"Oh, you guessed it right."
Qian Renjue smiled and put his hands alternately in his sleeves.
Without seeing any movement from him, the small porcelain bottle in front of him was opened.
The elixir, as round as snow and jade, rolled out from it.
The clear and ethereal medicinal fragrance floated, and just a trace of it made them feel relaxed and happy.
So amazing!
"This is a soul-raising pill made from Ten Thousand Years Snow Lotus and other precious medicines."
"Just one is enough to pay for more than a month of hard training in the Soul Sect."
“There are no side effects if you don’t take too much.”
Qian Renjue's voice fell.
The participating teams were in an uproar again, and their eyes were filled with enthusiasm.
You can spend more than a month practicing in the Soul Sect.
If a thirty-ninth level soul master takes it, wouldn't it be an instant breakthrough? !
"Soul Sect-level elixir?!"
The teacher from Thunder Academy's eyes flashed with tears.
He knew very well that soul-level elixirs were already sold at auctions.
Very little comes out!
Unexpectedly, Wuhundian would be so willing to spend money.
Qian Renjue looked calm and spoke slowly.
"Everyone, in this soul master competition, our Wuhun Palace will be rewarded with the original gold soul coins"
"Give the second place team seven soul-raising pills, give the third place team five pills, the fourth and fifth place three and one pills respectively."
"Hiss——"
Some teachers with higher cultivation levels and larger circles couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Wuhundian is such a big deal!"
In the eyes of those participating students, their fighting spirit has been rekindled, and the top four are all
What they can gain is huge!
As for why it is the top four
They all knew that the championship had been taken away by Qian Renjue.
"In addition, all students who come to Wuhun City this time can get souvenirs issued by Wuhun Palace. Silent Sleeve Arrows."
Qian Renjue's words once again brought them a sense of surprise.
Even though the power is limited
But if you sell it to the major forces, that's a lot of wealth.
It’s not in vain that they were tortured by Qian Renjue.
"This is the reward of the ranking competition. I hope you can compete with your due style."
Qian Renjue smiled at them.
Say it.
Then he continued to climb the steps, stood next to Bibi Dong, and caught her catkins with his arms.
Bibi Dong glanced at the eager Liu Erlong below.
Don't want to stay here long.
The majestic voice echoed throughout the square below.
"Next, you have three days to repair. After the repairs, you will compete with the Wuhun Academy team in the ranking match."
"Martial Spirit Academy Team?!"
Many participating teams were puzzled and surprised.
But he was just a little surprised and stopped talking. There is nothing wrong with that.
No wonder Wuhun Palace is so generous.
but.
Even if the places for the Wuhun Academy team are eliminated, they can still compete for the other three.
Qian Renjue looked indifferent.
He smiled and said: "If you are interested in staying in Wuhun City, our Wuhun Palace is also very welcoming, whether it is a commoner or a noble soul master"
Finished.
No matter what their faces are.
Qian Renjue followed Bibi Dong and turned around, heading towards the Pope's Palace.
"It's all gone."
Bibi Dong's voice sounded leisurely.
What responded to her was the sound of the entire Temple Guard Knights.
"Farewell to Your Majesty! Farewell to Your Highness!"
"Brother Shengzi, wait for Rongrong."
The door to the Pope's Palace is slowly closing.
Ning Fengzhi quickly grabbed Ning Rongrong who was about to follow him, her face was full of helplessness.
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of chapter)