After Xie Yue stepped onto the stage, Shui Wuhen glanced at him calmly and said, "You shouldn't have come up."
"But I still came. I am part of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation. Even knowing I'm no match, I cannot retreat."
Xie Yue stared straight at Shui Wuhen. Then, two crescent-shaped martial soul blades appeared in his hands as he said, "I have nothing else, only a self-created soul skill—Full Moon—worth presenting. Please enlighten me!"
As he spoke, Xie Yue's body began spinning like a whirlwind.
In an instant, his body and the two moon blades disappeared simultaneously, transforming into a massive silver-white disc. Like a tornado, it charged rapidly toward Shui Wuhen.
Seeing this, an ice-blue long blade appeared in Shui Wuhen's hand. Stroking the blade casually, he said indifferently, "In that case, I'll also use one of my self-created soul skills."
Just as the disc formed by Xie Yue arrived in front of Shui Wuhen, six serene yet breathtakingly brilliant blade lights appeared.
"Crack~"
In an instant, the silver disc shattered. Xie Yue, suffering backlash, spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying more than ten meters before crashing to the ground.
Seeing this, Shui Wuhen turned to the referee and said, "Next."
Inside the Pope's Palace.
Witnessing this scene, Bibi Dong nodded slightly, a trace of appreciation flashing in her eyes as she looked at Shui Wuhen.
At this moment, noticing that Yue Guan and Gui Mei beside her didn't look too well, she said, "This child's excellence is something I've only seen once in my life. Xie Yue's defeat is not unjust."
Although Hu Liena was the one she valued most, there was no denying that among the current Golden Generation, Xie Yue had the strongest combat power.
Even she could hardly find flaws in his Full Moon. As a self-created soul skill, it was already quite mature.
With the support of Full Moon, Xie Yue had few rivals among Soul Kings. Even some Soul Emperors would find him troublesome.
But when facing Shui Wuhen, even after using Full Moon, he was still instantly defeated with ease. This showed that the gap between them was far too great—something a single self-created soul skill like Full Moon could never bridge.
Moreover, while outsiders watch the excitement, insiders see the intricacies. With her insight, she could clearly tell that Shui Wuhen's self-created soul skill surpassed Xie Yue's Full Moon in both finesse and explosive power.
Under such circumstances, an instant defeat was not surprising at all.
At the same time, at the edge of the arena, Xie Yue, lying on the ground, struggled to speak: "That move you used just now… what is its name?"
"Oh? You're still conscious? It seems your strength is a bit higher than I expected."
Hearing Xie Yue's words, Shui Wuhen was slightly surprised. To take his strike and still remain conscious—Xie Yue could indeed be considered a notable figure.
Still, Shui Wuhen answered his question: "Ice Slash!"
"Ice Slash? Good, I'll remember it!"
At that moment, Xie Yue made up his mind—one day, he would create a move even stronger than Shui Wuhen's Ice Slash.
After that, things became simple. Yan barely managed to step onto the stage, only to be defeated by Shui Wuhen in a single move. With Spirit Hall losing its last Soul King, they naturally chose to concede.
Thus, with Shui Wuhen's help, Tianshui Academy secured their advancement spot.
Meanwhile, Shrek Academy and Spirit Hall Academy would have to fight a team battle to determine the final spot in the finals.
"Articuno, let's go."
Seeing that Spirit Hall had truly conceded, Shui Wuhen called out somewhat disappointedly to the Articuno in the sky.
"Woo~~"
Upon hearing his call, Articuno immediately shrank and descended, landing back on Shui Wuhen's shoulder.
As he walked off the stage, Shui Wuhen felt somewhat disappointed.
Because after Feng Xiaotian's Godwind Academy had been eliminated, his only remaining opponent was Qian Renxue.
As for the others—even the Golden Generation of Spirit Hall, including Hu Liena—they were nothing more than chickens and dogs before him.
In truth, with his current strength, there was no need to summon Articuno to deal with Xie Yue and the others. He had only done so as a precaution against Qian Renxue.
However, for some reason, Qian Renxue did not appear this time, rendering all his preparations useless.
"Haha, Wuhen, you've worked hard."
After returning to Tianshui Academy's area, Shui Yue'er happily came to his side, fawning over him as she massaged his back.
Meanwhile, Shui Bing'er, Xue Wu, and the others looked at Shui Wuhen with admiration in their eyes, some even feeling their hearts race.
This morning's victory meant they were only one step away from winning the Elite Tournament championship.
It could be said that their current achievements were entirely carried by Shui Wuhen alone. How could they not admire him?
More importantly, Shui Wuhen was quite handsome.
Just as the girls of Tianshui Academy were celebrating excitedly, Bibi Dong suddenly spoke from the high platform. Smiling, she extended an invitation to Shui Wuhen:
"Shui Wuhen, would you be willing to join Spirit Hall?
As long as you join Spirit Hall, I, in the name of the Pope, will directly grant you treatment equivalent to an elder.
Furthermore, I personally promise to find you a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring in the future. What do you think?"
The moment these words were spoken, Yue Guan and Gui Mei beside her immediately looked at Bibi Dong in shock.
A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring?
While they could accept elder-level待遇, a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring was far beyond what they could tolerate.
Although Shui Wuhen was indeed outstanding, could such a thing really be promised so casually?
How many hundred-thousand-year soul beasts even existed on the continent? And after years of hunting, those that remained were not easy opponents.
As for Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, their expressions changed drastically.
The moment Bibi Dong mentioned a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, they knew things had gone wrong.
Because they simply could not offer such a condition!
At this moment, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's greatest fear had come true.
If Shui Wuhen joined Spirit Hall, it would undoubtedly grow even stronger, and the situation of the upper three sects would become even more dangerous.
"A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring?"
Even Shui Wuhen himself was slightly stunned upon hearing this. A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring? Was that real?
He then fell into thought. For Bibi Dong to offer such a condition, her sincerity in recruiting him was undeniable.
Shui Bing'er also looked at her brother nervously, shouting inwardly, "Brother, agree already! What are you hesitating for?"
A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring—that was a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring!
If he had one, Shui Bing'er was certain her brother's future path would be much smoother.
After all, most Title Douluo didn't even possess a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring. That alone showed how rare such rings were.
After a moment, Shui Wuhen still shook his head and replied, "Thank you for Your Holiness's favor, but for now, I do not wish to join any faction."