Chapter 175: Bibi Dong, the Destiny Treasure Chest

"How did Huo Wushuang's soul skill end up attacking himself?"

The crowd below the stage couldn't help but discuss this scene, secretly marveling.

Previously, they had thought Shi Quan's martial soul soul skill was simply too powerful, but now they realized this seemed to be some sort of special self-created spirit skill.

"Uncle Sword, what do you think of this Shi Quan's sword technique?" Ning Fengzhi looked at the various events on the stage from the VIP viewing area.

"A genius!" Chen Xin stared fixedly at Shi Quan on the stage with glowing eyes, raising his hand into a sword finger, subconsciously wanting to replicate that sword strike Shi Quan had just performed.

At the foot of the mountain in front of the Pope Palace, Shi Quan led his teammates up the steps at a leisurely pace. On both sides stood the palace guard knights, all 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.

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Listening to the sound in his mind, the corners of Shi Quan's mouth couldn't help but lift into a smile.

Before arriving today, Shi Quan had already told the members of the Heaven Dou Team that they did not need to kneel when meeting Bibi Dong, because he knew the people from the Shrek Team would not kneel either.

"What a pity that she's a love-struck fool, though," Shi Quan shook his head inwardly.

"Hahaha, that's right, if it weren't for Xiao Quan, we wouldn't have made it into the top three so easily," Yu Feng also nodded and said.

Facing Huo Wushuang's straightforward charge, Shi Quan's response was very simple: he held his sword directly in front of his chest, meeting all changes with constancy.

After the match ended, Shi Quan did not linger, taking his teammates back to the hotel.

Seeing the two teams not kneeling, the Spirit Masters belonging to Wuhun City immediately glared with anger.

The result was no surprise; relying on his Devour ability, plus Xiao Wu's Invincible Golden Body—a soul skill that was practically a bug—Tang San would drain them dry the moment they were entangled, then defeat them one by one.

The final match was the Shrek Team's match.

Yu Feng, relying on his flight ability, flew straight across to the back, preparing to take care of the two Auxiliary Soul Masters at the rear.

Dugu Yan also said, "It's a good thing we had Xiao Quan's Fourth Spirit Ability to make up for our lack of burst damage, otherwise this match would have been hard to call."

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's pupils couldn't help but constrict. Chen Xin was Sword Douluo after all; for Sword Douluo Chen Xin to admit that his own talent for sword technique was inferior to a child's—what kind of concept was that?

At this moment, the distance between Shi Quan and Huo Wushuang was already less than a meter.

The leader of the group shouted, "His Majesty the Pope has arrived."

Shi Quan looked at the gates of the Pope Palace with burning eyes, watching the beautiful woman in the distance wearing a bright gold dress and gown, and the familiar voice of the system finally rang out in his mind!

Shi Quan's expression remained unchanged, his posture upright, his gaze sweeping over Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, and Dugu Bo behind Bibi Dong before withdrawing his gaze.

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The first treasure chest, the Destiny Treasure Chest!

Staggering, Huo Wushuang already understood that he could not shake off Shi Quan's entanglement; helpless, he could only turn around to counterattack.

"Long live, long live, long live." Three shouts rang out across the entire Wuhun City like a landslide or a tsunami.

Looking at Shi Quan right before him, Huo Wushuang compressed and condensed his own fire-attribute soul power as much as possible, charging toward Shi Quan, preparing to release it instantly upon contact to create an explosive force.

In that instant, the atmosphere felt like something that made people want to prostrate themselves in worship.

They were divided into two teams, standing in parallel in front of the gate, six people on each side.

Soon, crisp footsteps sounded, and from the side door of the Pope Palace, a team walked out in neat formation, totaling twelve Cardinals.

Only then did the Blue Silver Devouring Emperor Sword dissipate into blue-gold light.

However, he still did not stand on the plaza; after all, he did not like the feeling of being watched by the crowd.

Huo Wushuang knew where his advantage lay; only in close-quarters contact could he occupy the advantage, so he slammed both fists toward the Blue Silver Devouring Emperor Sword, wanting to blast it away directly.

They were the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy's Heaven Dou Team, the Shrek Team, and the Spirit Hall Academy's Spirit Team.

"So bold, daring to devour an opponent's life force in a place like this. Is he really that afraid that others won't notice?" Shi Quan watched the events on the stage with cold eyes.

With this, the top three of the Grand Finals were determined.

Huo Wushuang immediately realized something was wrong; the power he had compressed seemed to have touched nothing but air. When the scales on his fists made contact with Shi Quan's sword, it didn't trigger an explosion; instead, he was led away by a pull, as if someone had tugged on him, causing his body to stagger again.

According to the tournament rules, eliminated teams were not qualified to watch the top-three finals in front of the Pope Palace. Even the accompanying teachers from the three major academies were not qualified to stand on the plaza and could only wait on the perimeter—though Dugu Bo was an exception, because he was a Title Douluo; let alone standing on the plaza, he could even stand by the Pope.

The morning sun rose, covering the Earth in a layer of golden gauze.

Deafening shouts came from all directions; just by the sound, one could tell this was not only the sound made by the neatly lined-up palace guard knights, but also the many Spirit Hall Spirit Masters remaining in Wuhun City.

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In that brief moment, the sword in Shi Quan's hand shifted again, turning in mid-air and sliding horizontally to become a backhand grip, and the sharp blade was laid across Huo Wushuang's neck in the next second.

"It's not just impressive!" Chen Xin's gaze was burning, "I still underestimated this kid. I should have taken him as my disciple back then. His talent for sword technique is definitely above mine. I truly don't know how this kid managed to comprehend such exquisite sword technique."

At this time, Huo Wushuang was completely turned away from Shi Quan; he could clearly feel the chill coming from his neck. The previous ordinary sword strike had already cut through his scales, and the neck was one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body; if Shi Quan were to strike, he would either be dead or half-crippled.

Walking up the stairs, before long, the three teams stood neatly on the plaza in front of the Pope Palace, the surrounding area empty and vacant.

Bibi Dong certainly couldn't bear to punish Yu Xiaogang's disciple, and with so many people watching, Bibi Dong dared not make things difficult for the Heaven Dou Team alone.

Since a Control Soul Master wanted to engage in close-quarters combat with him, a Power Attack Soul Master, he would let the opponent witness the power of a Power Attack Soul Master.

Under Shi Mo's stalling, the other Soul Ancestor could not resolve the team in a short time.

"Hoo." Walking off the ring, Shi Quan also let out a long breath; Ring Fusion consumed quite a bit of Internal Energy.

As for the back, the fastest, Zhu Zhuqing, had already arrived in front of Huo Wu, interrupting her attack.

Huo Wushuang looked back at Shi Quan, then turned his head to look to the side.

Creak, creak—after the silence, the gates of the Pope Palace finally opened slowly.

"Is this Bibi Dong?" Shi Quan looked at Bibi Dong's figure and couldn't help but take a few extra looks. Bibi Dong's beauty was different from the beauty of ordinary beauties; it was a mature kind of beauty.

"Alright, let's watch the match," Shi Quan shook his head, his gaze returning to the ring.

The second match was the Spirit Team against a Star Luo Empire team. The Hu Liena trio did not even take the stage; the remaining four Soul Ancestors and three substitutes won easily.

"Does the Kamikaze Team confirm surrender?" The voice of the Cardinal acting as referee rang out, because Huo Wushuang was not the captain of the Kamikaze Team, and he alone could not represent the entire team.

"Confirmed!" The team leader of the Kamikaze Team below the stage also understood that the outcome of this match was set, and responded helplessly.

"Whether it's the first sword or the second, they are both exquisite. Simple as the two strikes are, they give people a feeling of infinite variety. The reason these two strikes of his have such miraculous effects is that his sword technique definitely accounts for the majority of the effort—winning against the strong with the weak, making the enemy's attacks fall completely empty."

Bibi Dong's expression remained unchanged, her gaze slowly sweeping over the contestants of the two teams, soon moving to Shi Quan.

Therefore, there is no need to be afraid at all.

The Star Fall Empire team has been completely eliminated, and among the top three, two teams belong to the Heaven Dou Empire; this is a great boost to the morale of the entire Empire, and it is also the closest the Heaven Dou Empire has been to the championship in recent tournaments.

A Soul Ancestor from the Kamikaze Academy, under the coordination of Dugu Yan and Shi Mo, had already turned pale in the face, clearly poisoned.

Shi Quan's performance in this match indeed had many astonishing aspects.

But the moment Huo Wushuang's claws drew near, Shi Quan's straight longsword moved; with just a slight flick of his wrist, the longsword traced a marvelous arc, directly tearing a gash in Huo Wushuang's hard scales.

"Greetings, Your Excellency the Pope!" Everyone belonging to the Spirit Hall knelt on one knee, facing Bibi Dong.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for meeting a Destiny Villain, triggering the Destiny Treasure Chest. The system has opened it for the host; congratulations to the host for obtaining a Teleportation Talisman."

Unsurprisingly, the members of Shrek were also standing.

"So powerful?!" Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin to the side in surprise and doubt.

"The Grand Finals have finally arrived, Bibi Dong..." On the way back to the hotel, Shi Quan looked at the Pope Palace in the distance, his heart surging with emotion.

Because of their respective entanglements, no one could spare a hand to rescue anyone else.

"The match is stopped, the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy Heaven Dou Team is victorious!" Hearing this, the referee then loudly announced the result of the match.

"Surrender." Shi Quan's voice came from behind Huo Wushuang.

"The Kamikaze Team surrenders..." Huo Wushuang lowered his head helplessly, his unwilling voice ringing out across the arena.

His gaze only lingered for a moment before Shi Quan immediately felt an invisible, powerful pressure strike him, causing him to knit his brows slightly.

"Is he the child who resembles Xiaogang? It is indeed not easy to have reached this point." Bibi Dong thought to herself, her gaze turning to the side.

If Shi Quan could hear what Bibi Dong was thinking right now, he would definitely say, thank you, comparing me to a piece of trash like Yu Xiaogang; if you want to insult me, just do it directly, don't be so roundabout about it; saying I resemble Yu Xiaogang, what is the difference between that and saying a citizen of my China resembles a Japanese person?!