After Flander said that, he immediately turned around, as if he didn't want the Shrek Seven Monsters to see his face, but everyone knew that the dean, who had always been greedy and stingy, had just cried, but they just knew each other tacitly.

In fact, many people in the Shrek Seven Monsters had their eyes red, including a tough man like Dai Mubai, who also had a red tiger's eyes.

"Well, Flander has finished speaking, let me say a few words." Zhao Wuji pretended to cough, attracting the gaze of the Shrek Seven Monsters to himself.

"I don't know why this guy is so sad. You just graduated and aren't lost. You can come back to see if you can see it anytime, right?"

Zhao Wuji slapped his chest and smiled: "The teachers are all in Shrek Academy. If you miss us, you will come back from time to time. Good wine and good food are enough! You little monsters will always be Shrek's people!"

"Teacher Zhao is right!"

"We are always Shrek's people!"

"Director, you are so sensational!"

Hearing this, the Shrek Seven Monsters burst into laughter, and even Flander's tears were put back, and the sad atmosphere was wiped out.

"Little bastards remember that if we graduate, we are not allowed to slackewer and practice without urging us. If you come back and I find that you are lazy, I will train you hard like before!"

Of course, the person who said this was Liu Erlong, who was known as the "Female Tyrannosaurus", but the smile on her face made her not credible this time.

The last finale was Yu Xiaogang, whose face, which had always been stiff, was still so serious. "I just say one thing, the competition will be carried out according to the plan, do your best, do your best, and put your own safety first!"

“Yes, Master!”

"Shrek sets out!"

Yu Xiaogang waved his hand and Shrek Academy headed towards the soul fighting arena.

With his head held high, the Shrek Seven Monsters walked out of their residence. On both sides of the road, many people cheered for them.

Although in their eyes, the Wuhun Palace team is unprecedentedly powerful, and the paper strength of Shrek Academy is even worse than that of the two imperial royal academies, there are many examples of weak defeating the strong in the history of the finals. Who said that Shrek cannot be one of them?

Their passion and their courage to challenge the Wuhun Temple team all made these people willing to believe in miracles.

A shadow of the soul fighting arena appeared in his sight. Tang San suddenly realized that every time he took a step, his feet would become more firm.

In the past fifteen years, he has never been so eager for a victory as he is today. If he loses this game, he may regret it for life.

The expressions on the Shrek Seven Monsters were tense at this time. They occasionally glanced at the members of the Spirit Hall team beside them with their own eyes, with fighting spirit and desire burning in their eyes.

Compared to the nervousness and excitement of the Shrek Seven Monsters, the Wuhun Palace Team has to relax, after all, they have an absolute advantage in strength.

On the high platform in the distance, the Pope Bibidong of the Wuhun Palace brought Ju Douluo Yueguan, Ghost Douluo Ghost, Yanfeng Douluo Muyao and Demon Bear Douluo arrived early to show respect for the two teams that are about to hold the finals.

The representatives of the two empires, Xue Qinghe, the prince of the Tiandou Empire, Dugu Bo, Ning Fengzhi, the lord of the Seven Treasures Glazed Literary Sect, the Sword Bone Double Douluo, and the Nether Lord of the Star Luo Empire have all taken their seats and are waiting for the competition to officially begin.

Ling Bai was in a very calm mood for the upcoming final. He never believed in miracles, he only believed in his own hands.

He doesn't believe in the lines of his palm, but he believes in the power of his palm and fingers.

Inadvertently, his eyes looked at Shrek. At first glance, he saw Tang San with high fighting spirit and Xiao Wu with hatred behind Tang San.

Oh……

If it goes well, it will be solved today...

Bibidong saw that all the players on both sides entered the field, a faint smile appeared above his stunning face, and nodded to Yueguan beside him.

"Silent! The competition is about to begin, please speak with the Pope!"

Yueguan shouted in a deep voice, his voice spread far away with the increase of his soul power, and his originally feminine voice actually exuded a powerful and powerful aura of iron blood.

"The Pope's Crown, the Pope's Crown, the Pope's Crown—"

All the Templars present to maintain order raised their spears and shouted loudly. It was obvious that the eyes of these knights were full of fanaticism. At this moment, they only had the lofty pope in their eyes.

Bibidong still smiled, and just raised his hand gently, the shouts of the knight and the audience suddenly stopped, and his red lips opened:

"The Wuhun City has not held the Land-wide Advanced Soul Master Elite Academy Competition for too long. The last time it was held in the Wuhun City was thirty years ago. At that time, I was still the Saint of the Wuhun Temple. Times have changed, and today thirty years later, I have become the Pope, and the new generation of young people are rising like the sun in the morning.

Next, we will witness a showdown between the strongest geniuses of Douluo Continent. We hope that the players on both sides can contribute a wonderful game to every spectator.

The winner of this final will receive seven soul bones and millions of gold soul coins. These seven soul bones are the left leg of Zhuifeng who moves forward quickly, the right leg of Red Flame who is red in flames of Liaoyuan, the right arm of Dark Gold Terror Claws, the right arm of Burning Flames that is bursting and burning, the guardian skull of spiritual immunity, the skull of wisdom that is gathered in spirit, and the right arm of immortal red lotus that is everlasting!"

A purple light flashed, and a golden brocade plate appeared in Bibidong's hand. Seven ten thousand-year-old soul bones were quietly lying on it, releasing a faint soft halo.

Ninety-nine percent of the people present had never seen a soul bone in their lives, let alone seeing seven soul bones directly, they couldn't even move their eyes away for a while."

"The Martial Spirit Hall is unfathomable!"

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but sigh that the Seven Treasures Glazed Pieces Sect is known as the richest man in the world, with only six inherited soul bones, and the Spirit Hall actually gave out seven for a Soul Master Competition.

It can also be seen from this that the Wuhun Palace has absolute trust in this team members.

"Why...there are three flame attribute soul bones?"

In the representative seat of the Xingluo Empire, the Grand Duke of Netherworld suddenly frowned. The seven soul bones theoretically correspond to the seven members of the Spirit Hall. However, the Soul Hall team clearly only has two fire-attribute soul masters, Bai Yan Lingmao Liuyang and Fire Lord Yan.

Moreover, Bibidong was named in the order of the age of the soul bones, that is, the right arm of the ever-burning Red Lotus is the highest among the seven soul bones. The result of the exploration of soul power told him that this soul bone is about 70,000 to 80,000 years.

More importantly, he made up his mind, and there seemed to be no soul bone particularly suitable for Ling Bai.

"interesting……"

The tone of the Netherworld became playful.
Chapter completed!