Chapter 504: Six-Ring Spirit Emperor Tang San, Hell White Tiger Defeated
Chapter 504: Six-Ring Spirit Emperor Tang San, Hell White Tiger Defeated
The battle between Shrek and Star Luo was truly drawing the attention of thousands.
However, what shocked everyone was that the Star Luo team was utterly defeated, solely because of Tang San!
The hard granite arena was covered with terrifying spiderweb-like cracks.
The violent wave of Qi kicked up dust all over the sky, and the massive Hell White Tiger dissolved into two battered figures amidst wailing cries, flying backwards more than ten meters before slamming outside the boundary.
Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun spat blood, their eyes filled with incredulous shock.
The entire audience was dead silent.
Tens of thousands of spectators held their breath, even forgetting to shout.
"The winner — Shrek Academy!"
The referee’s sharp voice broke the silence.
Right in the center of the arena, Tang San held the hammer in one hand, standing proudly.
The black Clear Sky Hammer exuded heavy oppression, and beneath his feet, six dazzling spirit rings slowly rose.
Purple! Purple! Purple! Black! Black! Black!
A spirit ring configuration that defied common sense!
Level 66, Battle Spirit Emperor!
"Spirit Emperor?!"
Emperor Xue Ye suddenly stood up.
The jade cup in his hand dropped to the ground and shattered into pieces, and his whole body trembled slightly from shock.
Ning Fengzhi’s slender fingers suddenly clenched tightly, his expression solemn.
This was a fourteen-year-old Spirit Emperor!
The Star Luo Emperor’s face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.
Even Tang San’s own teammates Ma Hongjun and Oscar widened their mouths, their eyeballs almost popping out.
"Tang San actually broke through to a Spirit Emperor?!"
Ma Hongjun rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.
Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, a rare trace of complacency and pride appearing on his stiff face.
Did you see that?
This was his Disciple!
On the arena, Tang San took a deep breath, feeling the abundant and violent power within his body.
For this moment, he had endured unimaginable pain.
The cultivation with all resources poured by the Clear Sky Sect, plus a complete set of ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones matching his entire body, created his unprecedented and supreme strength today.
Feeling the awe and worshipful gazes of tens of thousands of people in the audience, Tang San curled the corners of his mouth into an arrogant arc.
This was the feeling!
He was a true monster!
What Heaven Dou Royal Academy, what Lin Qingmo, in front of his absolute power, were merely passing clouds.
Tang San subconsciously swept his cold gaze toward the spectator seats of Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
He eagerly wanted to see the shocked and regretful expression of that girl.
"Xiao Wu, did you see that? This is my true strength."
The shock and worship he anticipated did not appear.
On the Heaven Dou spectator seats, Xiao Wu was arm-in-arm with Ning Rongrong.
Holding a bright red apple, she bit into it with a crunch, not even sparing half a glance toward the arena.
Around her, several girls of the Royal Fighting Team were chatting amongst themselves.
Absolutely no one cared about him.
Tang San’s confident and arrogant smile froze on his face.
A cold sense of disparity rushed straight to his head.
His face turned as black as the bottom of a pot at a speed visible to the naked eye, his fists clenching and making crackling sounds.
Heaven Dou team seats.
"Three purple and three black? Level 66?"
Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and couldn’t help complaining: "How can he suddenly become so much stronger? Did he encounter some fortuitous encounter?"
Bai Chenxiang curled her lips: "What’s the use of jumping higher? Look closely at his Qi and blood; they are extremely restless, and even his spirit power fluctuations are a bit chaotic."
Ye Lingling’s beautiful eyes carried a hint of scrutiny as she softly speculated: "Improving so much in a short time, could it be that he fused with a Spirit Bone?"
"No need to guess."
Zhu Zhuqing’s cold voice sounded. With her arms crossed, her eyes were exceptionally calm: "A-Qing said before that there is a certain’special and unreasonable’ variable about Tang San."
"Viewing him with the cultivation logic of a normal person is inherently wrong."
Xiao Wu spat out the apple core and snorted with disgust: "So what if he is a Spirit Emperor? Once we get on the finals arena, we can still beat him until he doesn’t know which way is north!"
"Beating him is for sure."
Dugu Yan kicked her toes a bit boredly and sighed: "But seriously... What on earth did that guy A-Qing go do?"
"It’s already the final moment, and there’s not even a shadow of him."
"What, you missed me so much after just a few days without seeing me?"
A gentle voice with a hint of banter suddenly came from behind the group.
The girls’ slender bodies trembled, and they turned their heads in unison.
They saw a slender and upright figure walking over leisurely.
The youth was wearing the captain’s uniform of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, with his signature lazy smile hanging on the corners of his mouth.
His eyes were deep and warm, exuding a calm composure of holding everything in control.
Behind him was Liu Erlong in a red dress.
"A-Qing!"
Ning Rongrong and Bai Chenxiang cried out in surprise.
Dugu Yan’s eyes lit up, and then she fiercely glared at Dugu Bo, who was shrinking his neck not far away: "Grandpa, A-Qing is back, why didn’t you tell us in advance?"
Dugu Bo gave a bitter smile and spread his hands: "Yan Yan, don’t blame Grandpa for this!"
"He insisted on giving you a’surprise’."
Lin Qingmo casually rubbed Ning Rongrong’s hair and smiled, teasing: "If I didn’t come back any later, you guys would probably finish reciting your championship acceptance speeches in advance."
Ning Rongrong gave him a roll of her eyes and snorted: "You still have the nerve to say that!"
"That Tang San is already a level 66 Spirit Emperor, acting as majestic as a savior."
"If you came back half a day later, he would be soaring into the sky!"
Lin Qingmo followed her gaze to look at Tang San on the arena, a trace of obscure cold light flashing in the depths of his eyes.
"Oh? Level 66 forced up by fusing a complete set of Spirit Bones?"
Lin Qingmo’s tone was casual and breezy, even carrying a bit of the humor of watching a show: "The Foundation is hollow and the spirit power is leaking, just like a tall building built with sand."
"It looks magnificent on the surface, but a slight touch and it will all collapse."
Hearing Lin Qingmo’s precise commentary, the girls, who had still been somewhat secretly wary, smiled at each other, and the haze in their hearts instantly vanished into thin air.
As long as this youth stood by their side,
even if the sky were to fall, it would seemingly be nothing more than a joke.
At this moment, the referee’s passionate voice resounded across the audience under the amplification of the spirit tool:
"The entire continent’s promotion match has completely ended!"
"According to the final battle records and locked-in points, the teams advancing to this Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament [Final Three Championship] are—"
"First place: Spirit Hall Academy Platinum Team!"
"Second place: Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team!"
"Third place: Shrek Academy Team!"
"For the remaining teams, the tournament ends here. Please collect your ranking rewards in order and leave the arena!"
The cheers of the audience intertwined like thunder.
Above the high platform, in the seats of the Spirit Hall team, Xie Yue and Yan overlooked the audience from above, their eyes revealing absolute arrogance and confidence.
Although Tang San’s Spirit Emperor cultivation also shocked them,
they were still confident, especially since Xie Yue and Hu Liena possessed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Only Hu Liena was no longer proud; her attention was entirely on the Royal Fighting Team’s side.
With Lin Qingmo around, she did not think the Spirit Hall team had any possibility of winning.
But she did not plan to give up either, wanting at least to show her full strength in front of Lin Qingmo.
Tang San finally saw the appearance of Lin Qingmo.
His eyes were filled with provocation, the obsession with certain victory, and long-accumulated hatred.
Lin Qingmo felt that cold gaze.
His slender fingers rested against his forehead, casually making a greeting gesture toward Tang San, the corners of his mouth curling into an imperceptible, cunning arc.
That attitude was just like watching a clown’s solo play about to fall on the stage.
"Let’s go."
Lin Qingmo withdrew his gaze: "Wait for the main show of the finals to begin."
(End of Chapter)
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