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Even with Gu Rong's timely intervention, the terrifying shockwaves still sent the Shrek group flying several feet away.
The seven of them fell heavily like broken kites, tumbling several times on the hard ground before finally stopping.
The strong air currents and persistent dizziness and ringing in their ears prevented them from even getting up, leaving them to writhe in pain on the ground.
"Cough, cough…" Gu Rong withdrew the chilling white bones surrounding him, a rare look of solemnity on his face.
He was secretly alarmed—that seemingly ordinary sound wave attack actually concealed profound mysteries.
The moment he blocked it, he clearly felt every bone in his body resonating with a strange frequency, as if the entire world was amplifying the power of that single strike.
"This boy…" Gu Rong brushed the dust from his sleeves, a hint of lingering fear in his eyes, "He can actually temporarily align his attack with space, making its penetration extremely strong under spatial amplification."
The entire venue was silent, everyone awestruck by this attack that surpassed their understanding.
Feng Xiao slowly put away his zither, his black hair gently fluttering in the aftershocks, still wearing that enigmatic faint smile on his face.
Feng Xiao looked at the slightly disheveled Gu Rong, gracefully bowed, his black hair gently falling with the movement: "For the honor of the imperial family, this junior had no choice but to use this move.
This junior almost caused a great disaster; thank you, Senior, for your timely intervention."
His voice was as warm and smooth as jade, with sincere apology in his eyes.
Gu Rong's deep gaze lingered on Feng Xiao for a moment, then he nodded slightly in understanding.
This experienced Titled Douluo already understood—Feng Xiao probably couldn't fully control that earth-shattering blow just now.
This conversation, upon reaching everyone's ears, immediately caused a stir.
Bibi Dong held her scepter, looking at Feng Xiao in the arena, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes, secretly thinking Feng Xiao was "smart."
Feng Xiao's measured performance made all the strong individuals present nod in silent approval.
As the Shrek group fell heavily to the ground, Xiao Wu endured the intense dizziness and propped herself up.
Just as she reached out to find Tang San, a warm, stinging sensation suddenly came from her palm.
Xiao Wu came back to her senses in a daze, only then realizing that her palm had been extensively scraped by the rough ground when she fell.
Crimson blood snaked along her palm lines, strikingly vivid against her fair skin.
In an instant, the gaze of all Titled Douluo on the high platform shot over like sharp arrows.
Gu Rong's foot, which was about to leave, suddenly stopped, his body under the black robe visibly stiffening.
Xiao Wu trembled all over, Tang Hao's warning exploding in her mind.
She lowered her head, her black hair falling to cover her pale cheeks, but she could clearly feel the probing and suspicion contained in those gazes.
Cold sweat trickled down her forehead, splashing imperceptible drops of water on the ground.
"Third Brother…" she called silently in her heart, her fingers unconsciously clutching the corner of her clothes.
Exposed to the perception of many Titled Douluo at this moment, Xiao Wu forced herself to remain calm, pretending to casually wipe away the blood from her palm.
But when she looked up and met Tang San's worried eyes, she still couldn't help but tremble slightly.
In the VIP section, Bibi Dong lightly tapped the ground with her scepter and slowly rose, her magnificent Supreme Pontiff robe shimmering with majestic golden light under the sun: "School Master Ning, what is the meaning of this, to interfere with the competition process without authorization?"
Ning Fengzhi calmly rose, holding his scepter: "Please forgive me, Supreme Pontiff, I was momentarily distraught out of concern for my beloved daughter.
However, the victory has been decided, so I presume it will not affect the outcome of the competition."
His gentle voice carried just the right amount of apology.
A cold glint flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes and quickly vanished.
As her gaze swept over the disheveled Shrek group in the arena, a hint of regret flashed deep within her beautiful eyes.
She had truly considered it—if Feng Xiao had truly annihilated all these talents just now, it would not only eliminate potential threats for Spirit Hall but also completely cut off Feng Xiao's other options.
"Then, in School Master Ning's opinion, which side should be declared victorious in this match?" Bibi Dong's red lips parted slightly, her voice soft but carrying an undeniable authority.
Chen Xin frowned slightly, about to step forward, but was subtly stopped by Ning Fengzhi's raised hand.
The Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School smiled benignly, his voice clearly reaching the entire venue: "Naturally, Heaven Dou Royal Academy is superior."
Bibi Dong's lips curved into a meaningful, cold smile.
How could she not hear the evasiveness in Ning Fengzhi's words?
But with ironclad facts before them, how could words erase them?
In this contest, although Spirit Hall lost the match, they gained an even more important result.
Just then, Chen Xin's lips moved slightly, and a sound transmission quietly entered Ning Fengzhi's ear.
Ning Fengzhi's pupils suddenly contracted, his gaze shooting like lightning towards Xiao Wu in the arena.
Ning Fengzhi lightly waved his sleeve, and a crystal-clear Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda materialized out of thin air, slowly rotating above his palm.
With a soft cry of "Go!", the pagoda instantly burst forth with brilliant multicolored light, spinning and rising into the sky.
The pagoda grew with the wind, instantly transforming into a majestic ten-zhang-tall colossal pagoda, suspended in mid-air, enveloping the entire Supreme Pontiff Palace plaza in a colorful halo.
A luminous ray of light shot from Ning Fengzhi's brow, mirroring the pagoda, and his entire being was bathed in the splendid treasure light.
Chen Xin took an imperceptible step forward.
Although the Seven Kill Sword was not unsheathed, its sharp sword intent had already formed an invisible barrier around Ning Fengzhi.
His tall figure stood like a drawn sword, silently guarding by Ning Fengzhi's side.
The sixth floor of the pagoda suddenly shone brightly, and a multicolored light pillar, a zhang in diameter, poured down, completely enveloping the Shrek group.
The healing power contained in that light instantly covered the Shrek group.
Xiao Wu's delicate body trembled slightly, clearly feeling the powerful oppressive force from the VIP section.
She lowered her head, her long black hair concealing her pale face, her pearly teeth biting tightly on her lower lip, forcing back the resentment that was almost bursting from her eyes.
Under the amplification of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the Shrek group gradually recovered from the dizziness of the sound wave impact.
Tang San's gaze swept over his companions, a hint of complexity flashing in his Purple Demon Eye, but he ultimately remained silent.
The Cardinal referee at the side looked troubled, his gaze hesitantly turning towards Bibi Dong on the high platform.
This unexpected duel was no longer something he could officiate.
The Supreme Pontiff's scepter lightly tapped, and the crisp sound instantly quieted the entire venue.
Bibi Dong's red lips parted slightly, "I announce that the champion of the Elite Competition of Advanced Soul Master Academies of the Entire Continent is—Heaven Dou Royal Advanced Soul Master Academy!"
Her deep gaze fell upon Feng Xiao, and the corners of her lips curved slightly, "Congratulations, young genius."
The Huang Dou Battle Team members then awoke as if from a dream, gathering around Feng Xiao with expressions of disbelief.
Dugu Yan's purple eyes sparkled with brilliance, Oslo's eyes were full of admiration, and even the usually boisterous Yu Feng was now so quiet he couldn't speak.
"Will the representative of Heaven Dou Royal Advanced Soul Master Academy please come forward to receive the award?" the Cardinal's deep voice rang out.
Feng Xiao straightened his robe, his black hair gently fluttering in the wind.
He calmly stepped forward, each step seemingly treading on everyone's heartstrings.
At this moment, all eyes were focused on this young man who had created a miracle.
At this moment, Bibi Dong displayed the composure of a Supreme Pontiff.
She gracefully took the brocade plate holding the Spirit Bones from a servant, her gaze lightly sweeping over the three Spirit Bones, as if they were merely ordinary objects.
The Royal Fight members all looked at Feng Xiao in unison.
Feng Xiao, holding "Fuxi" in his arms, his black hair gently swaying, walked calmly towards Bibi Dong.
Only when he truly stood before Bibi Dong did he genuinely feel the astonishing charm of this Supreme Pontiff—noble like a Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden, elegant like a secluded orchid in an empty valley, serene like the autumn waters of a mirror lake.
Time had not left any marks on her; instead, it had added a mature charm that young women did not possess.
In her deep eyes, it seemed as if stars and a vast sea were contained, making one unconsciously want to submit.
"Congratulations." Bibi Dong's red lips parted slightly, and her gesture of offering the brocade plate was as graceful as granting divine favor.
At this moment, she was both a majestic Supreme Pontiff and a benevolent Elder, perfectly captivating.
Bibi Dong gazed at Feng Xiao before her, a strange light flowing in her beautiful eyes: "A very powerful self-created Spirit Ability.
Your performance is even more outstanding than I imagined."
Her voice was as pleasant as a clear spring, "May you continue to break through on the Spirit Master path, guide the future generations, and achieve an even more glorious future."
Feng Xiao calmly met Bibi Dong's gaze, and in those deep eyes, he saw not testing or calculation, but sincere expectation.
"Your concern for me," Feng Xiao bowed slightly, performing a noble's courtesy, his black hair falling over his shoulders, "is as warm as an angel in a dream.
Thank you for your blessings, Supreme Pontiff."
Bibi Dong's lips curved into a knowing smile; she naturally understood the deeper meaning in Feng Xiao's words.
That smile was like a spring breeze caressing her face, and a hint of maternal affection unconsciously flowed from her eyes: "Come forward and claim your glory; it is what you deserve."
With that, she extended the brocade plate with both hands; the three Spirit Bones shimmered with captivating halos under the sunlight.
At this moment, the air in front of the Supreme Pontiff Palace seemed to solidify, and everyone held their breath, watching this historic scene.
Bibi Dong presented the brocade plate to Feng Xiao with both hands, the energy fluctuations emanating from the three Spirit Bones subtly twisting the surrounding air.
Feng Xiao respectfully accepted the brocade plate, and when his fingertips touched the Mind Condensing Wisdom Skull, his heart couldn't help but tremble violently for an instant.
"This fluctuation…" Feng Xiao was secretly alarmed; the mental force fluctuations contained within this skull were indeed as Gui Mei had said, second only to a 100,000-year Spirit Bone.
One must know that on the Douluo Continent, mental-type Spirit Beasts are already rare, let alone those that have grown to the 100,000-year level; those that can reach the 100,000-year level are even rarer.
In Feng Xiao's impression, the only 100,000-year mental-type Spirit Beasts should be the Evil Eye Tyrant from the Sun Moon Continent, and the Heavenly Dream Iceworm on Huo Gua much later.
For Feng Xiao to obtain the Spirit Bones of these two, the difficulty would be almost comparable to becoming a god.
The difficulty of absorbing this skull versus saving the slot to search for other 100,000-year Spirit Beasts was evident.
Feng Xiao's gaze lingered on the skull emitting a faint blue halo.
Although its age was slightly less, in terms of its amplification effect on mental force alone, this Spirit Bone was absolutely no less than other attributes' 100,000-year Spirit Bones.
His heart fell into an intense struggle:
"mental force determines the upper limit of a Spirit Master's control; powerful mental force can allow me to develop more exquisite self-created Spirit Abilities.
I can also delay choosing other attributes of 100,000-year Spirit Bones, which would not only provide more abundant spirit power but also double the power of my Spirit Abilities, but time…"
This choice concerned the path of future development, and Feng Xiao's fingertips unconsciously caressed the edge of the brocade plate.
The sunlight in front of the Supreme Pontiff Palace shone on the skull, reflecting a mesmerizing halo.
Just as Feng Xiao was deep in thought, Bibi Dong's clear, cold voice suddenly resounded throughout the venue:
"Since the rewards have been distributed, this competition concludes successfully."
Bibi Dong's tone suddenly shifted, her scepter pointing directly at Xiao Wu in the Shrek group, "Gui Mei, Yue Guan, take that girl down."
In an instant, the entire venue erupted in an uproar!
Tang San, almost without thinking, flashed and stood like an iron tower in front of Xiao Wu.
The Shrek group also reacted quickly; Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and others stepped forward, surrounding Xiao Wu protectively.
Yu Xiaogang's face was ashen, and he angrily demanded, "Supreme Pontiff, what is the meaning of this?!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo paid no heed to Grandmaster's questioning, and were about to make a move when they were suddenly intercepted by the appearing Ning Fengzhi.
"Supreme Pontiff," Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda glowed in his hand, "Should this matter not be clarified first?"
Bibi Dong's cold gaze shot towards Ning Fengzhi like a blade.
Even facing the Sect Master of one of the Upper Three Sects, the Supreme Pontiff at this moment would not yield an inch: "School Master Ning, please show some self-respect.
If you obstruct us again, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will be an enemy of Spirit Hall!"
Ning Fengzhi's expression suddenly changed; this was a blatant threat.
He raised his hand to stop Chen Xin, who was about to step forward, sighed deeply, and reluctantly retreated.
"Wait!" Yu Xiaogang roared, striding to the very front of the team, his Elder token shining brightly in the sunlight: "As an Elder of Spirit Hall, I have the right to know the reason!
If the Supreme Pontiff wishes to apprehend someone, please state the reason clearly!"
Bibi Dong frowned slightly.
Facing Yu Xiaogang's angry gaze, she slightly softened her tone: "You want to know?
Why not ask your good disciple?
If she were just an ordinary student, why would I go to such lengths?
But if she is a transformed Spirit Beast…" Bibi Dong's voice suddenly turned cold, "Then I have every reason to take her down!"
"What?!" Yu Xiaogang felt as if struck by lightning, and he abruptly turned to look at Xiao Wu.
The Shrek group, except for Tang San, all showed expressions of incredible shock and horror.
Xiao Wu's face was deathly pale, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.
Xiao Wu's expression suddenly became exceptionally calm.
Facing the sharp gazes converging from all directions, the panic on her delicate and pretty face completely vanished, replaced only by bone-chilling coldness.
She coldly stared directly at Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong, her gaze like ice.
Bibi Dong's sharp gaze pierced Xiao Wu like a blade: "If I am not mistaken, you are that Soft Bones Rabbit who fortunately escaped back then, aren't you?"
"That's right." Xiao Wu's icy eyes suddenly burst forth with deep-seated hatred, "I am the one who slipped through your net and whom you couldn't kill back then."
Bibi Dong's lips curved into a cruel, cold smile: "I didn't expect you to walk right into a trap."
Their gazes clashed in the air, as if invisible sparks were flying.
The chill emanating from Xiao Wu seemed to instantly drop the surrounding temperature, while Bibi Dong's condescending posture made this confrontation even more oppressive.