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Chapter 156:Complete Victory
🕑 Added 2025-01-08 18:43:05 +0000 UTCAs the match ended, Yu Xiaogang seemed to become full of himself. Using the Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique, the lineup of the Heaven Dou Empire's first team, representing the upper three sects, defeated the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, who had been held in high regard.
Even Ning Fengzhi appeared delighted. After all, everyone could see that Ning Heng's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was the core of the Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique. It was thanks to its powerful amplification that Tang San could ultimately reach the Soul Saint level of spirit power.
Meanwhile, within Spirit Hall, significant internal strife seemed to erupt.
In the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong sat on her throne, with Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo standing to her left and right.
The three participants of the Golden Generation knelt below her, their faces clearly unpleasant.
Only a golden-haired woman stood among them, her expression icy.
Qian Renxue was the first to speak: "If it weren't for your decision to concede this morning, with Spirit Hall's lineup, we had every hope of victory."
Bibi Dong responded indifferently, "Do you have the confidence to defeat Yang Podi? Even if we had fought Heaven Dou's second team this morning, the final result would have likely been mutual destruction, only benefiting Heaven Dou's first team."
Qian Renxue sneered coldly: "Though Yang Podi's strength is impressive, I would never lose to him."
Bibi Dong retorted with subtle implications: "Then why didn't you compete this afternoon? If you had, today's match would have been a guaranteed victory."
Qian Renxue merely laughed coldly. "Three Spirit Kings, touted as the Golden Generation, and yet they lost to a group where the strongest is just a Rank 45 Spirit Ancestor. Pathetic."
Their argument ended in discord.
The remaining five in the hall dared not make a sound. The Golden Generation trio, in particular, shivered in terror, realizing the tremendous strength and background of this substitute who dared to defy the Pope herself. They now feared they might not live to tell the tale after learning something they shouldn't have.
Bibi Dong glanced at Hu Liena's face, sighed faintly, and said, "Leave. Today's events must not be disclosed to anyone."
After Hu Liena and the others exited, Bibi Dong turned to Chrysanthemum Douluo. "Chrysanthemum Douluo, can the Strange Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum truly enable someone to absorb a ten-thousand-year fourth spirit ring?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo's face twitched slightly but eventually replied, "Your Holiness, the Strange Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum is a legendary immortal herb. It is said to circulate energy throughout the body, opening eight meridians and granting unparalleled resilience. It indeed significantly enhances physical constitution. I also sensed its aura on Yang Podi."
Bibi Dong nodded slightly. "I didn't expect Yang Podi to have such a fortuitous encounter. No wonder his strength surpasses even that of Na'er and the others. You may leave."
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo both heaved a sigh of relief and left the Pope's Palace.
The next day, the competition continued, culminating in the finals.
Everyone understood that the outcome of this match concerned not just three pieces of top-grade spirit bones but potentially far more.
The Heaven Dou first team represented the upper three sects, while the second team symbolized the affiliated clans of the once-mighty Clear Sky Clan: the Breaking Clan and the Defense Clan. The stakes of this soul battle were immense.
The finals drew an enormous crowd. Prince Xue Qinghe appeared as composed as ever. Even the defeated Golden Generation from Spirit Hall was present, along with many Spirit Hall archbishops.
It seemed Spirit Hall had deliberately invited numerous sect powerhouses and even representatives from the Star Luo Empire, as if to witness this climactic battle or perhaps its deeper implications.
Some spectators quipped that the finals had effectively become an internal showdown of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, marking an unprecedented pinnacle for the Heaven Dou Empire.
As both sides stepped into the arena, their lineups remained unchanged. The Heaven Dou first team fielded the same participants as yesterday, and so did the second team.
With the summoning of martial souls and spirit rings, the referee's signal marked the start of the finals, which determined ownership of three top-tier spirit bones.
The Heaven Dou first team seemed to adopt the same strategy as yesterday. Tang San activated his fourth spirit skill, Blue Silver Prison, instantly trapping all members of the second team.
Then, forming the same formation as before, they began executing the Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique.
But Yang Podi flashed forward with a teleport, spear in hand, and appeared before the Heaven Dou first team, the tip of his Breaking Soul Spear poised at Ning Heng's neck.
However, the Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique had already commenced, with spirit power reaching the second-to-last participant, Xiao Wu.
The Heaven Dou first team seemed undeterred, continuing to execute the Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique, utterly ignoring the threat posed by Yang Podi's Breaking Soul Spear.
Yang Podi chuckled faintly. Internally, he mused, "Interesting. You want to play hardball with me?"
Turning to Yu Xiaogang, Yang Podi asked, "Teacher Yu Xiaogang, are you so confident I won't disrupt your Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique?"
Yu Xiaogang's face shifted slightly before responding, "Your strength indeed allows it. It all depends on your choice."
Yang Podi burst into laughter. After recovering, he spoke solemnly, "So you're counting on my scruples. If I disrupt the Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique, your seven participants would likely be crippled, at best. Such calculations—impressive but flawed."
Everyone at the scene understood that Yang Podi's power made it entirely possible to shatter the technique. But with all seven participants linked, a disruption could leave them severely injured or even incapacitated, as had happened with Canghui Academy before.
But this time, the seven individuals weren't ordinary. They included direct descendants of the Clear Sky Clan and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, vital members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, and even a prince of the Star Luo Empire. If they were harmed, the consequences would be dire.
Yang Podi teleported again, reappearing before his six teammates, who had already broken free from the Blue Silver Prison and seemed ready to attack Tang San.
He addressed them calmly, "Step back. Leave the rest of this battle to me."
Yang Tianyue protested, "Brother, why should we fear the upper three sects? At worst, we'll go down together."
Yang Podi looked at his younger sister indulgently. "Tianyue, rest assured. If I want to win, I won't lose. Now step back and don't interfere with my actions."
The six reluctantly obeyed, jumping off the stage.
Meanwhile, the transformed Tang San completed the Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique. With the Clear Sky Hammer in hand, his imposing form radiated dominance.
Yang Podi sneered. Behind him, something stirred—two silver wings extended, each over three meters long. Flapping them, Yang Podi soared into the sky.
The audience gasped, realizing these wings were an external spirit bone. The sheer value of such an item was staggering.
Hovering above, Yang Podi looked down at Tang San and Yu Xiaogang with disdain, as if gazing at insects. He said, "Let's see how you plan to win. By what means?"
Tang San, wielding the Clear Sky Hammer in its Martial Soul True Body form, appeared invincible. But Yang Podi stayed at a high altitude, far from Tang San's reach. He neither attacked nor approached, merely observing.
As time passed, the Heaven Dou first team's Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique began to falter. The Clear Sky Hammer's power was immense but drained spirit power rapidly.
Moreover, the technique had a glaring flaw: all members had to remain linked for the energy transfer, limiting Tang San's movement. Without the others' support, the Clear Sky Hammer's Martial Soul True Body would collapse.
The Clear Sky Hammer excelled in close combat, but its lack of ranged attacks posed a problem. Tang San's hammer lacked spirit rings, leaving him without any ranged spirit skills.
Tang San's expression grew pained, his features contorting as blood seeped from his lips. His skin began to crack, his body on the verge of collapse.
But he could do nothing, as Yang Podi hovered out of reach, indifferent to their plight.
Desperate, Tang San's eyes turned purple as he locked onto Yang Podi and hurled the Clear Sky Hammer like a hidden weapon.
Yang Podi's wings flapped gracefully, dodging with ease. The hammer's weight rendered it slow, lacking the stealth of a true hidden weapon. Evading it was child's play for Yang Podi.
As the first team's condition deteriorated, it became clear they were on the brink of collapse. Without Yang Podi needing to act, they would ruin themselves.
Realizing the dire situation, Yu Xiaogang hastily declared, "Referee, we concede!"
However, in their current state, the referee hesitated to intervene. Yang Podi merely watched, curious about how they would resolve this.
Tang San, seemingly reminded of something, forcibly retracted the Clear Sky Hammer with his spirit power. But even then, the seven members collapsed onto the stage, gravely injured.
Yang Podi flapped his wings and landed on the stage.
Without using a single spirit skill, the Heaven Dou second team won. Yang Podi had barely exerted himself, letting the first team's flaws defeat them.
The referee announced, "The champion of this Spirit Master Tournament is the Heaven Dou second team!"
The crowd erupted in astonishment. Never before had a final been so unique. The second team had won without using a single spirit skill or consuming much spirit power.
The Golden Generation's faces darkened. They realized that if they had adopted Yang Podi's strategy yesterday—avoiding direct confrontation with Tang San—they could have won effortlessly.
The audience's gaze shifted back to Yu Xiaogang. His so-called Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique, once admired, now seemed utterly flawed.
