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"How did Huo Wushuang's Spirit Ability attack himself?"
The crowd below the stage couldn't help but discuss and marvel at this scene.
Before, they thought it was Shi Quan's Martial Spirit-type Spirit Ability that was too powerful, but then they realized that this seemed to be some kind of special self-created Spirit Ability.
"Uncle Sword, what do you think of Shi Quan's swordsmanship?" From the spectator seats in the VIP area, Ning Fengzhi watched everything on the stage.
"Genius!" Chen Xin's eyes gleamed as he stared intently at Shi Quan on the stage, raising his hand to form a sword finger, subconsciously wanting to replicate the sword Shi Quan had just performed.
"Both the first sword and the second sword are exquisitely brilliant. These two seemingly simple swords give one a feeling of endless variations. The reason his two swords have such a miraculous effect is that his swordsmanship definitely accounts for the majority of the skill, allowing him to defeat the strong with the weak and make the enemy's attacks completely miss."
"That powerful?!" Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin beside him in surprise.
"Not just powerful!" Chen Xin's gaze was fervent. "I still underestimated this kid. I should have taken him as a disciple directly back then. His swordsmanship talent is definitely above mine. I really don't know how this kid comprehended such exquisite swordsmanship."
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's pupils couldn't help but contract. Chen Xin was Sword Douluo, yet Sword Douluo Chen Xin admitted that his swordsmanship talent was inferior to a child's. What kind of concept was this?
At this moment, the distance between Shi Quan and Huo Wushuang was already less than one meter.
Stumbling, Huo Wushuang already understood that he couldn't shake off Shi Quan's entanglement. Helpless, he could only turn around and counterattack.
Looking at Shi Quan who was close at hand, Huo Wushuang directly compressed and condensed his fire attribute spirit power as much as possible, charging towards Shi Quan, preparing to release it instantly when the two sides made contact, forming an explosive force.
You, a control Spirit Master, want to engage in close combat with me, a strong attack Spirit Master? Then he would let the opponent witness the power of a strong attack Spirit Master.
Facing Huo Wushuang's straightforward charge, Shi Quan's response was very simple: he directly raised his sword to his chest, meeting all changes with no change.
Huo Wushuang knew where his advantage lay; only in close contact could he gain the upper hand. He punched both fists together towards the Blue Silver Devouring Emperor Sword, intending to blast the Blue Silver Devouring Emperor Sword directly away.
But just as Huo Wushuang's claws approached, Shi Quan's straight longsword moved. His wrist merely twitched slightly, and the longsword drew a wondrous arc, directly cutting an opening in Huo Wushuang's tough scales.
Huo Wushuang immediately sensed something was wrong. His compressed power seemed to have touched air. The scales on his fists, upon contact with Shi Quan's longsword, did not cause an explosion. Instead, they were pulled aside by it, as if someone had tugged him, and his body stumbled again.
In that brief moment, the longsword in Shi Quan's hand changed again, spinning in mid-air, shifting horizontally, and becoming a backhand grip. The sharp blade was now resting against Huo Wushuang's neck.
"Surrender," Shi Quan's voice came from behind Huo Wushuang.
At this moment, Huo Wushuang was completely facing away from Shi Quan. He could clearly feel the chill from his neck. A simple sword earlier had already cut through his scales, and the neck was one of the weakest parts of the human body. If Shi Quan's sword were to fall, he wouldn't die, but he would be half-crippled.
Huo Wushuang looked back at Shi Quan, then turned his head to the side.
A Battle Spirit Ancestor from Godwind Academy, under the cooperation of Dugu Yan and Shi Mo, had a pale face, clearly poisoned.
The other Spirit Ancestor, under Shi Mo's delay, was simply unable to resolve the battle in a short time.
As for what followed, the fastest Zhu Zhuqing had already arrived in front of Huo Wu, interrupting her attack.
Yufeng, relying on his flying ability, directly crossed over to the back, preparing to deal with the two support Spirit Masters at the very rear.
Because of their respective entanglements, no one was able to spare a hand to rescue them.
"Godwind Team surrenders…" Huo Wushuang lowered his head helplessly, his unwilling voice echoing on the arena.
"Is Godwind Team sure about surrendering?" The Cardinal, acting as the referee, spoke up, because Huo Wushuang was not the captain of the Godwind Team, and he alone could not represent the entire team.
"Confirmed!" The leader of the Godwind Team below the stage also understood that this match was already decided and responded helplessly.
"Match stopped! Heaven Dou Royal Academy's Heaven Dou Battle Team wins!" Upon hearing this, the referee then loudly announced the result of the match.
The Blue Silver Devouring Emperor Sword then dissipated into a blue-gold light.
"Phew." Stepping off the arena, Shi Quan also let out a long breath. spirit ring fusion consumed a considerable amount of Internal Energy.
Shi Quan's performance in this match indeed had many astonishing aspects.
Dugu Yan also said, "It's a good thing we had Shi Quan's fourth Spirit Ability, which compensated for our burst problem. Otherwise, this match would have been truly difficult to say."
"Hahaha, that's right. If it weren't for Shi Quan, we wouldn't have made it into the top three so easily," Yufeng also nodded and said.
"Alright, let's watch the match," Shi Quan shook his head, his gaze returning to the arena.
The second match was between the Spirit Hall Team and a Star Luo Empire team. Hu Liena's trio did not participate; only the remaining four Spirit Ancestors and three substitute members easily won.
The last match was the Shrek Team's game.
The result was no surprise. Tang San, relying on his Devouring Ability, coupled with Xiao Wu's Paragon Golden Body, a Spirit Ability almost like a bug, once entangled, the opponent was directly drained dry, and then defeated one by one.
"He's really bold, daring to devour the opponent's Life force in a place like this. Is he really not afraid of others finding out?" Shi Quan watched everything on the stage with cold eyes.
Thus, the top three of the finals were announced.
They were the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's Heaven Dou Battle Team, the Shrek Team, and the Spirit Hall Academy's Martial Soul Palace Team.
All of the Star Luo Empire teams were eliminated. Among the top three, two teams belonged to the Heaven Dou Empire, which greatly boosted the morale of the entire Empire, and it was also the closest the Heaven Dou Empire had been to the championship in recent tournaments.
After the match ended, Shi Quan did not linger for long and returned to the hotel with his teammates.
"The finals are finally here, Bibi Dong…" On the way back to the hotel, Shi Quan looked at the Supreme Pontiff Palace in the distance, his heart surging.
The rising sun cast a golden veil over the earth.
At the foot of the mountain in front of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, Shi Quan and his teammates slowly ascended the steps. On both sides, temple knights stood straight, uniformly clad in bright silver armor, with heavy knight swords at their waists, lined up from the foot of the mountain to the summit, appearing extremely solemn and majestic.
Ascending the steps, in a short while, in the square in front of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, three teams stood neatly, the surroundings empty.
According to the rules of the competition, eliminated teams were not qualified to watch the top three finals in front of the Supreme Pontiff Palace. Even the accompanying teachers from the three major academies were not qualified to stand in the square, only able to wait outside. Of course, Dugu Bo was an exception because he was a Titled Douluo; let alone standing in the square, he could even stand with the Supreme Pontiff.
However, he still did not stand in the square, after all, he did not like the feeling of being watched.
Soon, crisp footsteps sounded, and from the side door of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, a team of people walked out in neat formation, a total of twelve Cardinals.
They split into two teams, standing side by side at the door, six on each side.
The one at the head spoke loudly, "His Majesty the Supreme Pontiff has arrived."
"Long live, long live, long live." Three loud cheers, like a mountain collapse and a sea roar, resonated throughout Spirit City.
Deafening cheers immediately came from all directions. Just by listening to the sound, one could tell that this was not only the sound made by the neatly arranged temple knights but also by the many Spirit Hall Spirit Masters remaining in Spirit City.
Creak, creak. After a moment of silence, the main gate of the Supreme Pontiff Palace finally opened slowly.
Shi Quan looked at the gate of the Supreme Pontiff Palace with fervent eyes, watching the beautiful woman in the brilliant golden long dress in the distance, and the familiar voice of the System finally sounded in his mind!
"Ding, congratulations to the host for encountering the Fated Villain, triggering the Fated Treasure Chest. The System has opened it for the host. Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Teleportation Talisman."
Listening to the sound in his mind, the corners of Shi Quan's mouth couldn't help but curl into a smile.
The first treasure chest, Fated Treasure Chest!
Get.
"Is this Bibi Dong?" Shi Quan looked at Bibi Dong's figure and couldn't help but take a few more glances. Bibi Dong's beauty was different from that of ordinary beauties; it was a mature beauty.
She wore a purple-gold crown on her head and held a gem scepter in her hand, shimmering with brilliance under the sunlight. She looked to be around thirty years old, with a solemn expression, a well-defined figure, and an aura of high authority emanating from her.
"But it's a pity she's a love-struck fool," Shi Quan secretly shook his head.
"Greetings, Your Holiness the Supreme Pontiff!" All those belonging to Spirit Hall knelt on one knee, facing Bibi Dong.
The atmosphere at that instant had a feeling that made one involuntarily bow in reverence.
Shi Quan's expression remained unchanged, his posture erect. His gaze swept over Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, and Dugu Bo behind Bibi Dong, then quickly retracted.
Before today's arrival, Shi Quan had already told the Heaven Dou Battle Team members that they did not need to kneel when meeting Bibi Dong, because he knew that the Shrek Team members would also not kneel.
Bibi Dong would definitely not bear to punish Yu Xiaogang's disciples. In front of so many people, Bibi Dong would not dare to single out the Heaven Dou Battle Team.
So there was no need to be afraid at all.
As expected, the Shrek members were all standing.
Seeing that the two teams did not kneel, the Spirit Masters belonging to Spirit City immediately looked angry.
Bibi Dong's expression remained unchanged, her gaze slowly swept over the two teams of contestants, quickly moving to Shi Quan's body.
Her gaze only lingered for a moment, and Shi Quan immediately felt an invisible, powerful pressure assault him, causing him to frown slightly.
"Is he the child who resembles Xiaogang? It's truly not easy for him to have reached this point," Bibi Dong thought to herself, turning her gaze to the side.
If Shi Quan could hear Bibi Dong's thoughts at this moment, he would definitely say, "Thank you for comparing me to a good-for-nothing like Yu Xiaogang. If you want to scold me, just be direct. Don't be so roundabout. Saying I resemble Yu Xiaogang, how is different from comparing human with animal!?"