Chapter 290: Bibi Dong's Heart Palpitations

"You should forfeit this afternoon's match."

Qin Jian shook his head and said, "Hu Liena and Xie Yue's Martial Soul Fusion Skill will definitely break the seven-person Ring Fusion I need time to prepare; without that, we cannot win based on team strength alone."

"With you here, plus the Martial Soul Fusion Skill the two of us have, won't that work?" Shui Bing'er asked with a frown.

Qin Jian shook his head and said, "The two of us are fine against Hu Liena and Xie Yue, but Xue Wu and the others won't be able to handle the other five..."

"Wow! Captain, you're looking down on us!"

Qiu Ruoshui, who had a quick tongue, was only halfway through her sentence when she heard Qin Jian continue, "Although we could use this to exhaust their strength and weaken their combat power for tomorrow, I don't want you to get hurt because of it."

Qiu Ruoshui, who had just seemed indignant, immediately choked up, her eyes turning watery, and she blurted out, "The Captain is so kind!"

"What you just said really doesn't match up," Xue Wu said, speechless.

Shui Bing'er, however, glanced at the others from the Shrek Team and asked skeptically, "If we can't do it, could your team do it?"

The Shrek members had varied expressions.

"Don't look at how they haven't really made a move since the competition started; this final match will shock everyone."

Qin Jian hooked his arm around Tang San's shoulder and smiled, "Besides, we still have a trump card, just wait and see."

"That's right, don't underestimate us!" Xiao Wu said, waving her small fist.

Ning Rongrong said faintly, "That's true, if you underestimate them, you'll get your man stolen..."

Zhu Zhuqing: "......"

Xiao Wu instantly wilted.

Shui Bing'er looked left and right, then suddenly her red lips curled up, and she reached out to touch Qin Jian's cheek: "Perform well in the finals, okay? Big sister will be watching you."

Ning Rongrong, Qin Jian: "......"

"This intoxicating aura of a mature woman..." Oscar looked completely infatuated.

Qin Jian kicked him away directly: "Get lost!"

That afternoon, news of the Tianshui Team's withdrawal spread, once again sparking some controversy; many people could no longer understand the maneuvers of the three teams in the finals.

Pope Palace, Council Hall.

"Thump... thump... thump..."

Bibi Dong leaned sideways on the Pope's throne, a slender, jade-like hand tapping the back of the chair quietly, her eyes full of contemplation.

And standing solemnly below were Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan.

"If you follow what I say, you can counter the Ring Fusion skill of Qin Jian from the Shrek Team..."

She said indifferently, "As for the six-person Martial Soul Fusion Skill that Chrysanthemum Elder and Ghost Elder mentioned, since there are four people from the Shrek Team present, they can presumably use it as well; you must not give them the chance."

"Yes, Your Eminence!"

The three of them quickly knelt on one knee and replied in unison.

"Go."

She waved her hand, letting Hu Liena and the others withdraw.

Then, she continued to support her head, tapping the back of the chair.

"Thump... thump... thump..."

At this moment, she was not as distant as she was during the day when she was the center of attention, but that noble and cold face still made people keep their distance, not daring to profane it.

"Your Eminence, are you worried?"

Chrysanthemum Elder Yue Guan suddenly spoke up: "Although that Jian Douluo's personal disciple Qin Jian is indeed a bit troublesome, with your arrangements, the scales of victory still tilt in our favor."

Bibi Dong sighed softly and said, "There is something strange about this Qin Jian; I don't know why, but when I see him, I have a faint feeling of heart palpitations..."

Gui Mei and Yue Guan were shocked.

"Your Eminence, he is just a young man, only at the strength of a Soul King; why would he make you feel heart palpitations?" Gui Mei asked, puzzled.

Bibi Dong held her Scepter, slowly stood up, and looked up at the top of the hall, as if answering Gui Mei, or perhaps talking to herself: "Qin Jian... why do I have a sense of familiarity with him... in... teresting..."

She did not yet know that her disciple Hu Liena was also curious about Qin Jian, and the evaluation she gave before her own failure was also the word "interesting."

"I want to see what unexpected things he can bring me in the finals," Bibi Dong murmured.

Gui Mei frowned and said, "Your Eminence, his Martial Soul Fusion Skill with those five girls is comparable to a Title Douluo. Since this person is a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he will inevitably cause us obstacles in the future. It would be better to take this opportunity to have Hu Liena and the others strike hard and kill him to eliminate future trouble."

Bibi Dong glanced at him: "The two of you couldn't kill him; with just the three of them, does Ghost Elder really think they can succeed?"

Gui Mei opened his mouth, suddenly speechless.

"The night is deep, you all go; I need to think carefully."

Bibi Dong waved her hand.

Chrysanthemum Elder and Ghost Elder left silently, and in the vast council hall, she was the only one left.

"Qin Jian... Qin Jian..."

She sat back on her Pope's throne and continued to tap the back of the chair with her green-onion-like fingers, her expression becoming a bit more wistful.

"The feeling he gives me is very familiar... familiar to the point of being an unforgettable illusion... could that Ten Thousand Year Illusion Love Tribulation be related to him?"

"I don't know when it started, but seeing Xiaogang again no longer stirs any ripples in my heart..."

"Is it also because of that Love Tribulation in the illusion..."

She supported her head and slowly closed her eyes.

"It was just an illusion, those memories are all false, they shouldn't linger in my heart..."

"It is a pity that the human heart cannot be completely controlled by reason; so many years have passed, and I still cannot shake off the influence..."

"Qin Jian... I hope you have nothing to do with that illusion... otherwise... I will kill you..."

"......"

The night passed without incident.

Early the next morning, the seven members of Qin Jian appeared at the entrance of their residence, full of energy.

Flender and the others were also waiting for them early on.

As the Dean, Flender's expression at this moment appeared somewhat solemn.

He walked up to them, first straightening the lapels of Qin Jian, who was standing at the very front, and then said to the seven of them: "Children, for you, this will be the final battle before graduation. Frankly speaking, I feel honored and extremely proud to have had the good fortune to cultivate geniuses like you."

"There is no banquet in the world that does not come to an end; Shrek Academy cannot help you grow forever. The road ahead must be walked by relying on yourselves."

"I said before that if you didn't win the championship, I wouldn't let you graduate; that was merely a joke, you don't need to take it seriously."

"Now what I want to say to you is that the championship is not important; what is important is you yourselves. What I want is not the result of victory, but that you return safely!"

Among the seven, the more emotional ones like Ning Rongrong all had reddened eyes.

Qin Jian smiled and said: "Our goal is to defeat the Spirit Hall and bring back the three soul bones to make soup, so you can rest assured, Dean!"

Immediately, his usually lazy gaze suddenly became sharp, and he turned around and shouted: "Set off!"

"Yes!"

The Shrek group felt no sense of incongruity regarding his command, because they had relied entirely on his personal ability to fight their way into the finals along this journey.

Even Tang San, the nominal Captain, had no objections; although he also had a competitive heart, he would not direct it at his own companions.

With heads held high and strides wide, the seven walked out of their residence.

On the street, many Spirit Masters watched them silently from both sides of the road.

In their eyes, it was impossible for Qin Jian and the others to defeat the Spirit Hall Team, but knowing it could not be done yet doing it anyway, such courage also made them feel admiration.

Very quickly, the Pope Palace appeared before their eyes.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

Step by step, they walked up steadily and firmly.

Qin Jian suddenly discovered that his blood was slowly beginning to boil.

Regardless of what thoughts he originally had about this final, or what plans he had for what would happen afterward, when he truly stepped up step by step, he found that his entire being had become clear.

After this final, he would truly step into the center of the Dalu vortex, no longer that young man in an ivory tower talking about love.

So at this moment, as graduation approached, what could be more important than enjoying the final moments?

Let such beautiful, sincere, and youthful memories end right here!

"It is okay to have regrets, but never to have remorse, Shrek..."

"Must win!"

(End of this chapter)