Just when the Pope was feeling excited, a soft knock came from outside the door.

"Get out, didn't I say that no one should disturb me without my instructions?" The Pope roared.

People outside didn't seem to have expected that the Pope, who has always approachable, would get so angry. "Under the Pope's crown, the two elders sent back the message. They did not complete the task and were waiting for your instructions."

"What? Didn't complete the mission?" The pope's face changed and he looked at the master suddenly, "Your disciple seems to be very lucky."

The master was stunned for a moment, the red in his eyes gradually faded away, and he let go of his hands holding the pope's shoulders. With the calmness of his emotions, he said to the pope: "You ask someone to kill Tang San, probably not just because of his talent. With the strength of the Spirit Hall, will you still be afraid of a soul master? If I guess correctly, you are because of his father, right?"

The Pope's eyes were frozen. "You are still so smart. Go away, I don't want to see you again."

The master nodded and walked to the gate.

He turned around and looked at Bibidong, "Twenty years have passed, you are still so beautiful, but I am old. If it were you who are threatened by life today, I would have the same reaction. After all, you are the first person I have loved."

Bibi Dong's body was trembling violently, "Do you love me? Yu Xiaogang, you deserve to say this word? You love me, so you will leave me? You bastard, get out of here."

Yu Xiaogang turned around and said, "Why did you leave you? You should ask the dead pope. Let me tell you the last time. If Tang San is in danger of any life, I will take revenge on you at all costs. Bibi Dong, the friendship between us will end here."

Watching the master leave, Bibidong's body shook violently.

Why.

Why exactly?

She recalled what had happened before, and the scenery in front of her gradually became hazy.

"Xiaogang, the love between us... is just like that..." Bibidong's beautiful eyes had tears. She ran to the place where the master had sat and sat down, picked up the fragrant tea that still had warmth, and drank it in big mouthfuls.

...........

A place for the Shrek Eight Evils to rest.

It is worth mentioning that Xiao Wu is now at level 40 and has also obtained the fourth soul ring.

The final of the All-Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is about to begin.

At this time, the master came back.

"Xiaosan, Xiaochen, are you okay?" The master looked at Tang San and Ye Chen.

"Teacher, do you know? Brother Chen and I are fine. Thanks to the old monster and Uncle Ning, otherwise you might not have seen me." Tang San said with a smile.

The master sighed and shook his head, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't let you participate in such a competition."

Tang San glanced at Ye Chen and said, "Teacher, why do you blame yourself? This is an experience for us. How can you become stronger without experiencing crises and pressure?"

Ye Chen nodded and said, "No matter what kind of danger we face, we will continue together. The Shrek Eight Eccentrics are a whole."

"I'm sure now that if there was only one titled Douluo in the Martial Soul Palace, the eight of us could use the Eight-One Martial Soul Fusion Skill to kill the titled Douluo." Ye Chen said.

Everyone in the Shrek Eight Eight Monsters has now rushed to level 40 or above.

Dai Mubai is at level 46, Tang San is at level 45, Ning Rongrong is at level 42, Zhu Zhuqing is at level 43, Oscar is at level 42, Ma Hongjun is at level 42, and Xiao Wu is also promoted to level 40.

Ye Chen is at level 54.

The power of the Eight-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique will become powerful enough.

Looking at Ye Chen and Tang San’s smiles, the master felt a lot of relief.

"Okay, Xiao Chen, call everyone over. I'll arrange some tactics for you tomorrow's battle." said the master.

On the stage of the finals, the master is finally going to take action.

After Ye Chen called out all the team members.

The master's eyes looked at everyone.

"Everyone, the finals are about to begin. There are 33 teams participating in this finals, including three seed teams selected by the two empires and the Spirit Hall. The one that poses the greatest threat to you is the team selected by the Spirit Hall Academy."

"There are five rounds of the finals. In this final, the true strength of all teams will be revealed. Even the teams you have defeated may cause you some trouble. Therefore, you cannot lose every game. Only by reaching the end can you win the championship. Have you heard it clearly?" said the master.

"Yes, I heard it clearly." Everyone nodded.

The master nodded and continued, "From today, no matter whoever you encounter is."

"In every game in the future, the Shrek Eight Monsters will play, that is to say, every game will be the main lineup. You have not cooperated for a long time. Xiao Chen, the specific tactical arrangements will still be left to you to be responsible."

"Xiao Chen."

"At." Ye Chen stood up.

The master looked at Ye Chen and said, "The opponents we meet will not be too strong in the first and second rounds, so we should not let the opponents discover our true strength less. Do you understand?"

Ye Chen nodded, "I understand."

The master's eyes turned to the Shrek Eight Eccentrics and said, "Children, you and I have practiced for two years. I can see clearly how much effort you have made in the past two years. You are all geniuses in this world."

"No matter how the finals are, you all have an unlimited future. I have no requirement for you to win the finals championship. I just hope that you can get the greatest improvement in this finals and find your own path to cultivation."

"Next, kids, the finals, I'll leave it to you!"

"Yes!" The Shrek Eight Eccentrics answered in unison.

After the master left, Ye Chen looked at the Shrek Eight Monsters.

His eyes were particularly firm.

"Brothers, I'm honored to be with you today."

"Although the teacher does not have any requirements for us to win the championship, I have it."

"This final will be the last soul master competition for our Shrek Eight Monsters. No matter what, we must do our best to win the final championship."

"Miss San, you are the soul master of the control system. During the battle, I will leave the specific command to you." Ye Chen said, patting Tang San on the shoulder.

"Brother Chen, I understand."

"You should have a arch enemy in the finals." Tang San looked at Ye Chen and smiled.

Ye Chen nodded and his eyes were firm.
Chapter completed!