Chapter 207 Wuhundian gives up the individual competition (second update, please subscribe!)
The bright sunshine makes the Papal Palace look more and more magnificent, adding a sense of sanctity and inviolability.
In front of the Pope's Palace, two rows of knights guarding the palace stretched from the door to the foot of the mountain.
Although they are only for decoration, the dazzling silver armor and heavy giant sword still exude a majesty that cannot be underestimated.
The eliminated teams have quietly left, unable to witness the final fierce battle. Only the truly young heroes are qualified to set foot on the vast square in front of the Pope's Palace.
Early in the morning, the three teams that entered the finals had gathered in the square in front of the Pope's Palace and were waiting quietly.
In their own territory, the Wuhundian Academy team is undoubtedly the most relaxed, with the light of faith shining in their eyes.
Infected by the surrounding atmosphere, Tiandou Royal Academy was a little more serious, but Fang Ling always looked calm.
Shrek is more low-key.
Among them, Tang San's eyes were bright and his heart was filled with hope. He felt that he now had the hope of winning and obtaining the soul bone.
The square in front of the Pope's Palace is very large, and there is a layer of gleaming light flowing on the ground, which looks extremely extraordinary.
Twelve cardinals walked out of the side door of the Papal Palace and stood on the left and right in front of the main entrance.
After the leader announced loudly, the huge palace door slowly opened.
Fang Ling raised his eyes slightly and saw the successor of Rakshasa God, Pope Bibi Dong, walking out.
Her appearance is truly beautiful, her body is light, her face is beautiful, her eyebrows are like distant mountains containing smoke, her eyes are like autumn water, and she seems to have thousands of words flowing around her, without saying any words of flattery.
The faint smile at the corner of his mouth makes people feel close to each other.
The holy temperament seems to be like a lotus flower, which can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.
Wearing a bright golden dress, a purple gold crown on her head, holding a scepter in her hand, she had a solemn look on her face.
It seemed like all the light was focused on her alone.
The whole person seems to have an illusory feeling, supreme and noble, representing the majesty of Wuhun Palace.
All the members of Wuhun Palace knelt down on one knee at this moment, "See His Majesty the Pope."
The neat sounds created a strong solemn atmosphere, and even Fang Ling couldn't help but be moved by it, sighing at its majesty
He glanced briefly to avoid offending, then immediately looked away.
There was no entanglement, and he knelt on one knee along with the people in Wuhun Hall.
There is a saying that goes well, “It doesn’t matter who gave the gift, as long as the person who didn’t gave the gift will definitely remember it clearly.”
By analogy, it is the same whether to salute or not.
Not to mention that when facing Bibi Dong, a crazy woman who may look beautiful but is crazy on the inside, she must act even more cautiously.
With the existence of Yu Xiaogang, Shrek could stand upright under the leadership of Tang San due to reasons such as pride or lack of gratitude.
Fang Ling has received favors from the Wuhun Palace, and he still needs to ask for help from others, so he must be polite.
Behind Bibi Dong were Juhuaguan, Ghost, Chenxin and Ning Fengzhi.
Dugu Bo and Gu Rong stayed in the preparation area of Tiandou Royal Academy and did not join them.
Standing stupidly, the maverick Shrek Seven are the most eye-catching.
Everyone in the Spirit Hall looked at the Shrek Seven Devils angrily.
Bibi Dong's eyes fell on these seven people in an instant, and then she immediately found Tang San, who held his head high and his chest high.
Twin martial souls, Clear Sky Hammer... are still so arrogant.
If it weren't for Yu Xiaogang's face, this rude person would have died on the way here.
Bibi Dong snorted a few times in her heart, boasted a few words about Yu Xiaogang's character, exposed their disrespect, and then revealed the reward in a few simple words.
This can also praise Yu Xiaogang...
Fang Ling felt slightly speechless in his heart. Fortunately, he had never said anything bad about Yu Xiaogang.
Three points of light instantly enlarged from Bibi Dong's hand and floated in mid-air.
The shining light instantly attracted everyone's attention, causing many people's eyes to show greedy light.
These are three ten-thousand-year-old soul bones of extraordinary quality, and the light blue skull is the most eye-catching. The ghost behind Bibi Dong said in a deep voice:
"The three soul bones are...the skull of wisdom condensed by the spirit. It comes from a fifty thousand year old soul beast. It was personally killed by His Majesty the last Pope..."
Fang Ling was certain that it was the 50,000-year-old skull!
Wuhun Palace did not exchange any other soul bones, so it had a bargaining chip.
To ordinary people, this is already an extremely powerful soul bone.
If it weren't for Hu Liena, his beloved disciple, Bibi Dong would never have taken out a skull of this level.
In the battle preparation area of Tiandou Royal Academy, the moment Qian Renxue saw this soul bone, her heart couldn't stop twitching.
Secretly, Bibi Dong scolded Bibi Dong bloody, and then looked at Fang Ling expectantly.
You must stand up for me, give me a voice, and hit Hu Liena hard!
Beat up the Wuhundian Academy team!
The game started immediately, and the first one was the individual competition, a strange individual competition where three teams crossed.
Fang Ling's luck in drawing lots was not very good. Tiandou Royal Academy was the first to play, facing the people from Wuhun Palace first.
He walked into the center of the arena calmly, with a calm look on his face and no fear.
In a one-on-one battle, with the support of Level 6's sickle and body skills and Level 7's weakness detection, how difficult is it to fight for fourteen rounds in a row?
What's more, his level 57 soul power is the highest in the game, and his extremely fast speed is an absolute advantage against anyone.
Just as Fang Ling glanced at the people in Wuhun Hall, they directly chose to abstain.
I gave up all the individual competitions and the head-on confrontation with him!
The Golden Trio watched Fang Ling's battle, and could deeply understand Fang Ling's powerful fighting power, especially the spatial teleportation that he could continuously release. It was really unpredictable and extremely difficult to deal with.
If any one of the three of them comes up for a one-on-one challenge, they will most likely not be able to beat them.
If he was seriously injured and couldn't use his martial soul fusion skills in the subsequent team competition, he would be in big trouble.
Therefore, it is better to wait for the team competition to win in one fell swoop with martial soul fusion skills and obtain soul bones steadily. They are not willing to take any risks.
It felt great to give up the Spirit Hall, but Shrek Academy on the other side was faced with a dilemma.
Should he continue the individual competition and face Fang Ling, the strongest soul king in the world, or should he give up the individual competition and fight against the Wuhundian Academy team with three soul kings?
When Yu Xiaogang heard that Wuhundian gave up the individual competition, his pupils instantly tightened.
How to choose this?
If we continue the individual competition, we will face Fang Ling.
Fang Ling's strength was well known to the world. At level fifty-seven, he was ten levels ahead of Shrek's strongest Tang San.
If you give up and go to the team competition in the afternoon, you will have to fight against the Wuhundian Academy team that has three soul kings, two of which have soul fusion skills.
No matter which one it is, death is an option!
I don’t have enough strength, and there is no hope no matter what I choose.
Yu Xiaogang was urgently thinking about which one would be more advantageous to face. At this moment, Tang San beside him only had Fang Ling's dull eyes.
The empty red gold eyes were not focused, and the motionless figure seemed not to pay attention to them at all.
How could Tang San endure it?
How dare you bully me like this?
With great hatred in his heart, he clenched his fists. Such thoughts popped into his mind, and he said in a deep voice: "Teacher, let me go on stage and give it a try!"
"I'm going to defeat Fang Ling!"
"Xiaosan, don't worry, let me think about it again." Wuhundian didn't urge him, and Fang Ling didn't urge him either. Yu Xiaogang felt that more proper consideration was needed.
Tang San's dark eyes became firm: "One on one, I am confident of victory!"
"Facing the soul fusion skills of two soul kings, there is really little hope."
No matter how you think about it, a soul king is easier to fight.
Yu Xiaogang was convinced.
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