Chapter 82 Finalization
The next day, in a canyon outside Wuhun City.
Because the arena was damaged by Qin Ming, the location of the subsequent competition was temporarily changed to outside the city.
Countless people arrived here early in the morning, trying to occupy a position with a wide view to watch the subsequent games.
At this time, Hu Yanzhuo, who was wrapped in bandages like a mummy, and his father Hu Yanzhen, the leader of the Xiangjia Sect, also came here.
Accompanied by the other Xiangjia Sect disciples, Hu Yanzhuo and the two found an open space to sit down.
After sitting down, Hu Yanzhuo couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the crowds of people around him.
"Dad, when I think about it now, it still feels unreal. That Qin Ming actually defeated me with one palm.
And there were so many people watching at that time, I was completely embarrassed..."
Hearing this, Hu Yanzhen rubbed his chin and added.
“It’s not just that!
His Highness Qin Ming's palm not only seriously injured you.
The arena that could withstand the Soul Emperor's attack was also shattered.
Judging from this destructive power, I feel that even if you have reached the Soul Emperor realm, you may not be a match for His Highness Qin Ming. "
Hearing this, Hu Yanzhuo's face darkened.
"Dad, save some face for me! There are others around."
"To save you face?"
Hu Yanzhen snorted softly.
"I told you at that time that you were no match for His Highness Qin Ming, and I asked you to admit defeat.
You insist on having this fight with His Highness. Now you know how embarrassing it is? "
Hearing what Hu Yanzhen said, Hu Yanzhuo whispered.
"Why did you know at that time that I was no match for Qin Ming?
How can you have such foresight?
You obviously wanted to join Wuhun Palace, but you asked me to put some pressure on Qin Ming, hoping to sell them a good deal with Wuhun Palace...
Before we even discuss the matter of surrender, you have summoned His Highness one by one...
Woo——"
Before Hu Yanzhuo finished speaking, Hu Yanzhen angrily stuffed a piece of dried meat into his mouth.
"Shut up, you."
After being interrupted by Hu Yanzhen, Hu Yanzhuo said nothing more and just chewed the dried meat in his mouth silently.
At this moment, a burst of cheers came from the crowd in the distance.
Seeing this, Hu Yanzhen stood up and said.
"You brat, look over there, His Highness Qin Ming seems to be here."
Hu Yanzhuo raised his eyes and looked.
At this time, Qin Ming and several other players were already following the deacon of Wuhun Palace and walking towards the center of the field...
When Qin Ming walked by, the entire stadium was boiling.
Douluo Continent is a world that advocates force. Qin Ming's performance yesterday has conquered this group of young and passionate young soul masters.
"Qin Ming! It's Qin Ming who's here!"
Countless young soul masters cheered.
"His Royal Highness Qin Ming is too strong!"
"His Royal Highness Qin Ming pinned Hu Yanzhuo down and humiliated him! His Highness Qin Ming is the strongest soul sect in history!"
After hearing these words, Hu Yanzhuo became a little autistic.
He knew in his heart that the fact that Qin Ming defeated him and destroyed the entire arena with one palm would soon spread throughout the mainland.
As Qin Ming's achievements worth recording on the road to title recognition, he will be firmly nailed to the pillar of shame.
After seeing Hu Yanzhuo's expression, Hu Yanzhen comforted him.
"Don't think too much, kid. His Highness Qin Ming will definitely become the youngest titled Douluo in history!
His future achievements are beyond what you and I can imagine.
Who knows, you will still be proud of this victory in the future. "
With that said, Hu Yanzhen patted Hu Yanzhuo on the shoulder.
"hiss--
Dad, you pressed on my wound! "
Hearing what Hu Yanzhuo said, Hu Yanzhen coughed slightly and put his hand back behind his back.
He turned around and stood with his hands behind his back, no longer looking at his son's expression.
Seeing this, the corners of Hu Yanzhuo's mouth twitched, but after Hu Yanzhen said this, his mentality has been adjusted.
After laughing at himself, Hu Yanzhuo looked at Qin Ming in the field.
At this time, the top four players of this genius battle have gathered on the field.
Except for Qin Ming, the other three people all came from Haotian Sect. Two of them are the core disciples of Haotian Sect, and the other one is Bai Yu from the Min clan.
Look at the people in the field.
Hu Yanzhuo muttered secretly.
"Those guys from the Haotian Sect have higher soul power levels than me. If they are all defeated by Qin Ming.
The battle I lost before was not that eye-catching.
It would be best if Qin Ming also uses that palm today to defeat the people of Haotian Sect..."
Just when Hu Yanzhuo was thinking about it, something changed again in the field.
Bai Yu took the initiative and said to Salas.
“Bishop Salas, I choose to withdraw from the competition.
Let’s just consider me losing today’s game. "
Just as Bai Yu finished speaking, two other Haotian Sect disciples also stood up.
As if they had made an appointment, they repeated what Bai Yu had just said...
Seeing this scene, the spectators who had come out early in the morning to occupy their seats and arrived at the arena in advance were all furious.
"Being timid before fighting, the Soul King takes the initiative to surrender to the Soul Sect?
What else do you call the Haotian Sect? You might as well change it to the Mouse Sect!"
"The number one sect in the world? It's worse than bullshit!"
Listening to the noise around him, Hu Yanzhuo felt like he was going to be broken again.
"How could you do this! I didn't lead you to play like this..."
At this time, in the center of the arena.
Qin Ming looked at the Haotian Sect disciples who had surrendered with a normal expression.
Qin Ming had anticipated this situation after taking action last time.
Seeing this, Saras stepped forward.
After glancing at Bai Yu and the three of them, Salas said softly.
"Since you have all chosen to withdraw from the competition, His Highness Qin Ming will become the champion of this genius battle.
This time, the three of you will also be removed from the list of geniuses set by my Wuhun Palace.
In the future, Hu Yanzhuo, Yu Wenxuan and others will take your place and rank among the top five on the list of geniuses! "
Hearing this, Bai Yu said with a somewhat unhappy expression.
"Why?"
"Just because I am the Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Palace, just because this list is released by Wuhun Palace."
After glancing at Bai Yu and the others, Salas continued.
"Your choice to withdraw from the competition will also be announced when the rankings are announced.
If there is a great response from the public, our Wuhun Palace might add your three names back..."
"you!"
Looking at Salas in front of them, Bai Yu and others dared not speak in anger.
Seeing this, Salas snorted coldly.
Then he ignored Bai Yu and the others.
Salas walked up to Qin Ming and announced loudly.
"At this time, the Young Soul Master Competition under the age of thirty has come to an end. Qin Ming from Wuhun Palace won the championship."
After Salas's voice spread.
Cheers sounded again in the valley.
"Qin Ming!"
"Qin Ming!"
Many young soul masters chanted this name, and their voices gradually became one.
resounded throughout the canyon.
After a while, everyone's mood calmed down.
When everyone was about to leave, Qian Xunji unfolded his martial spirit and rose into the air.
Warm golden light fanned out all around.
“Everyone, go slow.
I declare as the Pope of Wuhun Palace.
This genius battle has come to an end, and the title battle to rearrange the seven major sects in the world has officially begun. "
With that said, Qian Xunji looked at Tang Xu, Yu Yuanzhen and others in the crowd and said.
"Every sect leader who is interested in competing for the ranking of the seven major sects can come out..."
(End of chapter)