The finals have already begun.
However, the situation on the field was completely one-sided.
The girls from Purple Star Academy didn't use any complicated tactics at all; they simply pushed straight through.
On the Spirit Hall side, Hu Liena and Xie Yue had already used their Spirit Fusion Skill "Enchanting Charm," creating a huge red mist in an attempt to trap the people from Purple Star Academy.
But within the red mist, Wang Qiu'er went all out, activating her seventh soul skill, the Golden Dragon True Form!
She had long heard rumors that the Spirit Hall acted in a despicable manner.
Therefore, she was determined to finish the battle quickly and not give the other side any chance to resort to underhanded tactics.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, the red mist was torn apart.
The demonic fusion was knocked backward by the golden dragon phantom and disintegrated in mid-air.
Hu Liena and Xie Yue coughed up blood and crashed heavily to the edge of the arena, immediately losing consciousness.
The remaining members of the Spirit Hall were so frightened that their legs went weak and they retreated repeatedly.
Dongfang Yao seized the opportunity, and her fourth spirit ring lit up.
"Radiant with starlight!"
She spun the Star Sword in her hand rapidly, and a spherical storm composed of countless tiny sword energies and starlight instantly enveloped the remaining members of the Spirit Hall.
A series of sharp, cutting sounds rang out, accompanied by screams of agony.
Dugu Yan was not idle either. She immediately released her fourth soul skill, "Azure Phosphorus Poison Array," turning a large part of the arena into a poisonous swamp.
Zhu Zhuqing transformed into a black shadow, wandering along the edge of the poison array. Anyone who tried to escape would be swatted back by her claw.
Ning Rongrong stood behind, the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda flashing its light, providing her teammates with all-around buffs.
Ye Lingling was even more relaxed, barely using her martial spirit, because her teammates weren't injured at all.
Dongfang Jing had just arrived at the audience seats when he witnessed this brutal scene.
The whole process took less than five minutes.
Brutal, merciless, and devastating.
The referee from the Spirit Hall stood by the platform, his face turning green as he watched his team suffer a crushing defeat.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time.
"Hey! Referee! The opponent is already down, why aren't you announcing the result yet!" Wang Qiu'er stood on the ring, tossed her long hair, and shouted at the referee.
The referee's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
He glanced at Pope Bibi Dong's grim face, then at the Spirit Hall team on the arena who had completely lost their fighting ability, gritted his teeth, and shouted loudly:
"I hereby announce that the winner of the Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies is—Purple Star Academy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent for a few seconds, but no one cheered or congratulated him.
Neither the nobles on the Tian Dou side nor the nobles on the Xing Luo side dared to make any rash moves.
This is simply because it is on the territory of the Spirit Hall.
Edmund, the dean of Purple Star Academy, sat in the audience, tears streaming down his face.
He never dreamed in his life that his academy would win the championship across the entire continent! Now, Purple Star Academy's reputation has been completely established, and it's bound to make a fortune in student recruitment from now on!
Dugu Bo sat in the audience, stroking his beard and laughing heartily, clapping and cheering: "Bravo! Well done! You've really made this old man proud!"
The girls from Tianshui Academy, including Shui Liuli and Shui Bing'er, were also applauding. Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School looked at Ning Rongrong and Dongfang Yao with eyes full of satisfaction.
Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, sat in her seat, her eyes flickering, lost in thought.
The area around the Spirit Hall was even more deathly still.
...
The girls from Purple Star Academy cheered and hugged each other.
Although they had hardly encountered any formidable opponents along the way, this did not prevent them from enjoying the joy of victory.
"We won! We are the champions!"
"Hey, speak up!"
"I am the number one assistant minister of the younger generation!"
"Who's standing here right now?!"
"This is so awesome!!!"
"..."
After everyone finished celebrating, they walked off the ring together.
Brigitte was standing below, watching them with a smile.
The girls, with their sharp eyes, immediately spotted Dongfang Jing standing behind Brigitte.
"Brother!" Dongfang Yao exclaimed in surprise and rushed over.
Dongfang Jing caught her steadily, ruffled her hair, and said with a smile, "Well done. You won the championship."
Other girls also gathered around, asking questions all at once.
"Wow! Captain! When did you get back?"
"Yes, did you see our performance on stage just now?"
Dongfang Jing smiled and responded to each of them: "I haven't been back long, but I've seen your performances, and you've all done an excellent job."
At this moment, Wang Qiu'er slowly walked over.
She was having so much fun on stage that she didn't notice Dongfang Jing below.
Seeing Dongfang Jing now, she suddenly felt a little guilty.
She shrank back, walked up to Dongfang Jing, and asked softly, "Jing...did you see everything just now? Was I too violent? I'm not usually like this..."
Dongfang Jing couldn't help but laugh when he saw her expression, which looked like a little turtle that had done something wrong.
He reached out and pinched Wang Qiu'er's cheek, saying, "Qiu'er is the best, you're amazing!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Qiu'er's eyes lit up, her cheeks flushed, and she smiled happily.
...
The match is over.
Ning Fengzhi stood up from the VIP seats and, together with Sword Douluo Chen Xin beside him, came to the edge of the arena and raised his right hand.
The light of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda radiated from his palm.
"Seven Treasures True Form!"
The glass pagoda floated out of his palm, its size rapidly expanding, transforming in the blink of an eye into a ten-meter-tall pagoda, hovering in mid-air.
A magnificent halo emanated from the tower, showering down on the Spirit Hall members who had already fainted.
Where the light swept, the wounds slashed by the starlight sword energy healed at a visible speed, and the soul power and spirit damaged by the forced breaking of the martial soul fusion skill were also rapidly replenished.
Hu Liena slowly woke up in a warm atmosphere.
My eyelids drooped heavily, and what came into view was the towering dome of the Papal Square and the majestic statues of angels.
She subconsciously turned her eyes, her gaze passing over the huge glazed tower in mid-air and landing on the Purple Star Academy team not far away.
The girls were chattering and surrounding a silver-haired young man, each with a bright smile on their face.
That young man must be Dongfang Jing.
He didn't even play.
Hu Liena couldn't help but recall the words her teacher, Bibi Dong, had said not long ago—
"Purple Star Academy's true trump card is their captain, Dongfang Jing."
But now, this trump card has not been revealed at all. His teammates alone have completely destroyed the martial soul fusion skill "Enchanting Charm" that he and his brother Xie Yue were so proud of.
The golden dragon that tore through the red mist, its unparalleled and domineering power, still lingers in her heart.
If Wang Qiu'er is this strong, then Dongfang Jing...
The light in Hu Liena's eyes dimmed little by little.
Her pride, her confidence as a member of the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, shattered at this moment.
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