Chapter 289: The Woman Standing at the Pinnacle of the Continent's Beauty

"The Pope arrives—"

Just at this moment, a high-pitched shout rang out, and everyone fell into a solemn silence.

Seeing this, the three of Ning Rongrong also temporarily ceased their conflict, tacitly and consciously choosing not to add trouble for Qin Jian.

Keeping the battle situation compressed within a small range was their consensus...

"Tap, tap..."

A group of people walked out from the side door of the Pope Palace, and a total of twelve Cardinals, whose status was second only to the Platinum Bishops, walked over slowly.

They walked all the way to the front of the Pope Palace and stood on the left and right, six on each side.

"Long live! Long live! Long live!..."

The next moment, the shouting erupted throughout the entire Wuhun City like a landslide or a tsunami.

It was not just the sound of the Palace Guard Knights lined up neatly on Pope's Mountain, but also the sound of all the Spirit Masters within the entire Wuhun City who were not permitted to approach Pope's Mountain, all shouting together.

To them, the Pope was the highest faith!

The massive palace doors slowly opened, and the six emblems on the two doors gradually drifted off their tracks.

Everyone's gaze unconsciously converged toward the direction where the doors were opening.

Qin Jian's gaze was burning, filled with a look of anticipation.

He could be said to have had a spiritual connection with this peerless Pope for a long time...

Well, a true spiritual connection.

Back then, when his consciousness descended with the Love Mist, he only saw the wretched phantom of a woman; later, when she hunted Aunt Da Wu, the situation was urgent, and he had opened the Love Mist Illusion without hesitation, so he hadn't examined her carefully.

So this time, it was also the first time Qin Jian truly saw this Female Pope, his eighth target for conquest and breakup...

"Clack... clack... clack..."

Under the pale golden sunlight, the woman walked slowly out of the palace, golden radiance spilling onto her face, dazzling and eye-catching.

A bright golden gown covered her from head to toe, she wore a Purple Gold Crown on her head, and held a Scepter in her hand.

Her entire being had a sense of unreality, appearing infinitely tall.

No one even paid attention to her stunningly beautiful face; at this moment, she represented the majesty of the Spirit Hall's peerless Pope.

The bright golden gown was extremely form-fitting, the gorgeous dress shimmering with precious light, adorned with over a hundred red, blue, and gold gemstones.

The Purple Gold Crown on her head shone with ten thousand rays of light, and all the radiance at this moment was concentrated solely on her.

Everyone belonging to the Spirit Hall knelt on one knee at this moment.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

The atmosphere in this instant was indescribable; even Qin Jian, amidst the shouts coming from all directions, couldn't help but feel a bit dazed.

"This is the woman standing at the pinnacle of the Dalu's power and beauty..." he thought to himself.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

Under the wave-like atmosphere, the waiting team members also knelt on one knee.

Of course, Qin Jian did not kneel; he did not want to kneel to his future woman.

And seeing that he did not kneel, the others from Shrek naturally would not kneel either.

Thus, under the eyes of everyone, the seven of them immediately became conspicuous.

Bibi Dong's gaze fell directly on the seven of them, and quite unexpectedly, she met Qin Jian's eyes head-on at the very front.

"!"

Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly constricted, and then a flash of strange color passed through the depths of her eyes.

Qin Jian held his head high, his gaze calm, neither looking up in awe nor showing hostility, just exceptionally calm.

The sunlight spilled onto his face, reflecting a hint of familiarity.

For a moment, Bibi Dong did not have any movement or reaction.

Everyone sensed a trace of abnormality, especially Grandmaster, who was watching from the stands; he had a gut feeling that something he didn't know was happening...

Standing behind Bibi Dong, Ju Douluo Yue Guan saw her gaze, and his lips moved quietly: "Your Holiness the Pope, he is Qin Jian."

This exceptionally beautiful Female Pope was clearly startled, and then she slowly revealed a trace of a smile.

She turned her head to look at Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo on her left: "So it is the personal disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Jian Douluo; no wonder he is high-spirited and has an extraordinary bearing."

Jian Douluo's wooden face had a strange change for a moment, leaving Bibi Dong somewhat confused.

Ning Fengzhi's facial expression management was more up to standard; he maintained his gentle appearance, his hands resting on his gemstone scepter: "Your Holiness the Pope is too kind."

"Since he is Jian Douluo's high disciple, it is only right that he does not kneel."

Bibi Dong waved the scepter in her hand slightly and said to the others: "You may all rise."

Everyone who had been kneeling on the ground then stood up, and subsequently, they all cast their gazes toward Qin Jian, their expressions solemn.

Even though he had won consecutive battles and one person's brilliance had overwhelmed all the teams, it did not carry as much weight as this moment of recognition from Pope Bibi Dong.

No one dared to look down on him anymore!

Even for the three of Xie Yue, their vigilance toward Qin Jian had been raised to the extreme; they had never seen Bibi Dong be so amiable to a young Spirit Master other than Hu Liena...

Next, Bibi Dong displayed the championship prizes, three soul bones.

Seeing the expressions of everyone instantly become heated, Bibi Dong nodded with satisfaction and said: "This morning will be an individual elimination tournament where your three teams will each send out seven people. The final winning team will occupy the advantage and enter the championship contention directly tomorrow. The two losing teams will compete for the other spot in the finals this afternoon. Now, you may send out your first contestant."

A row of gilded chairs was placed in front of the Pope Palace. At the gesture of Pope Bibi Dong, she sat in the center, with Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo Chen Xin from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect sitting on her left, and Gui Douluo Gui Mei and Ju Douluo Yue Guan sitting on her right.

The first to appear for the Tianshui Team was the Soul Ancestor Gu Qingbo, but her opponent, Jing Ling of the Shrek Team, said something that exceeded everyone's expectations: "I forfeit."

Everyone was startled.

And when facing the opponent from the Spirit Hall, after Gu Qingbo failed despite her best efforts, Tailong of the Shrek Team also forfeited in the next match.

Shen Liuyu of the Tianshui Team stood before the Spirit Hall member.

Now everyone was confused, not knowing what the Shrek Team was up to.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly, her gaze glancing toward Grandmaster, her voice slightly cold: "Our Spirit Hall Academy Team forfeits the individual matches and will enter the loser's bracket competition this afternoon directly."

"This..."

The entire arena was in an uproar.

Grandmaster gave a bitter, low laugh: "It was clearly Qin Jian's... lousy idea for the two teams to jointly probe the Spirit Hall Team, how did it get blamed on me..."

At this moment, on the Tianshui Academy side, Shui Bing'er raised her hand and said: "Our Tianshui Team also forfeits the morning's individual matches and voluntarily enters the loser's bracket competition."

Now everyone understood what kind of trick Shrek Academy and Tianshui Academy were playing.

They were simply joining forces to deal with the Spirit Hall Team, and with Qin Jian mediating in the middle, the two teams were cooperating seamlessly.

Once the crowd dispersed, Shui Bing'er brought the Tianshui Team to find Qin Jian for the next battle strategy: "Qin Jian, the plan to jointly probe them failed, how should we fight this afternoon?"

Seeing the two teams gathering together to discuss without any scruples, the faces of the Spirit Hall Team turned black.

"Too shameless!"

Yan said angrily: "Qin Jian is relying on his presence in both teams to actually scheme against us like this!"

"What is there to fear..."

Hu Liena's eyes watched Qin Jian opposite them, and she said confidently: "As long as we don't give him the chance to perform a seven-person Soul Ring Fusion, we will remain in an invincible position."

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