Chapter 130 The Attack of the Men in Black
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It was about a twenty-day journey from the Heaven Dou Empire to Spirit Hall City. The finals competition wouldn't last too long, as it was a knockout format. With thirty-three teams, a winner could be determined in less than ten days.
Perhaps it was because Bibi Dong's disciple, Hu Liena, was also participating in the competition. Spirit Hall placed great importance on this final. During the promotion rounds, Spirit Hall had specially opened up a venue within the city. They also announced that during the finals, non-soul masters would not be allowed to enter.
Three days passed, and escorted by the Royal Knights, the Heaven Dou Empire's participating team set off towards Spirit Hall City in a grand manner.
Compared to the preliminary and promotion rounds, the atmosphere of rivalry between the academies had lessened considerably. Several teams with good relationships even traveled together.
Apart from Thunder Academy and Shrek Academy, whose members had been seriously injured by Yan Jin, Northern Academy got along reasonably well with the other academies.
Although they had been beaten half to death by Northern Academy in the preliminary rounds, they were now representing the Heaven Dou Empire in this final. Many students were somewhat looking forward to seeing the expressions on the Star Luo Empire's contestants' faces when they encountered that unreasonable crushing force.
To allow the participating contestants to rest better, the Heaven Dou Empire specially provided fifteen custom-made luxurious giant carriages, each like a small mobile house.
These carriages utilized some basic soul tool technology, with excellent shock absorption and were extremely stable.
Yan Jin stood on top of a carriage, wearing a red dress, her fiery red hair draped behind her, tall and full of heroic spirit.
She cupped her fist in salute to the students sitting cross-legged on the surrounding carriage tops, and said, "Brothers, if you have money, support the show with money; if you don't have money, support the show with your presence! Today, I'm going to perform chest-breaking rocks for everyone!"
The journey was boring, and Yan Jin, who couldn't stay idle, started to liven things up, singing, dancing, and even imitating folk performers.
The students from other academies discovered that as long as Yan Jin didn't consider them opponents, she wasn't difficult to get along with.
Soul masters all admired the strong. Yan Jin, powerful, unrestrained, and easy to talk to, gained a group of fans.
"Oh! This is exciting! Go, Yan Jin!" Someone cheered.
"Hehehe, just open your eyes and watch carefully," Yan Jin said with a somewhat silly smile.
After Gong Chengyun activated his martial soul, he laboriously dragged a thick stone onto the carriage roof.
Yan Jin lay down and placed the stone on her chest.
"Then... I'll smash it?" Yang Feipeng asked uncertainly, holding a large hammer.
"Smash it!" Yan Jin nodded.
Bang!
A white mark appeared on the stone after the first hammer blow.
"Boo..." A chorus of jeers came from around.
"Hey, are you even a beast soul master? Is that all the strength you have?" Yan Jin said angrily.
Yang Feipeng closed his eyes and slammed down hard with the hammer.
The stone broke in half.
"Good!" Applause and cheers came from around.
"Xue Qinghe" wore a smile on his face and asked, "Teacher, what did you see?"
Ning Fengzhi didn't answer. The old man in white standing beside him, with sharp eyes, said a little strangely:
"I remember that folk chest-breaking rock performances all have a knack to them, requiring the cooperation of two people. The force of the hammer only breaks the stone and doesn't transfer to the person.
"But their performance... doesn't seem to have any skill, nor does it use soul power. It's purely relying on physical strength. Such a physique, I'm afraid even some beast soul masters wouldn't have after martial soul activation..."
Yan Jin got up, threw the stone off the carriage, and put her hands on her hips, saying, "See, I'm amazing, right!"
"Amazing, amazing..." Applause came from around.
"That's it for today. The performance continues tomorrow." Yan Jin cupped her fist, collected the gold soul coins that other students threw into her stone bowl, and climbed into the carriage through the window opened on the roof.
"Hiss... Careless, that hurt a bit." Yan Jin rubbed her chest, wincing.
Then, she grinned and showed off to Amon, "Hehe, I earned so much."
Amon smiled, "Yes, very impressive... But you should save your energy. Judging by the time, we should be arriving soon."
"Huh? What?" Yan Jin asked, puzzled.
...
The conflict between Shrek Academy and Northern Academy was well known. Their carriage was positioned on the edge of the team, far away from the central Northern Academy.
At this moment, they were also sitting on the roof of their carriage, leaving the carriage to Xiao Wu, who was diligently cultivating and about to break through level 40.
"Hmph, attention-seeking fools." Dai Mubai looked at the central carriage, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Zhu Zhuqing's injuries had fully healed. Just as Tang San had said, there wasn't a single scar left, but this encounter had left her with some psychological trauma, making her more silent and withdrawn, and her eyes always held some fear whenever she saw flames.
Ma Hongjun, feeling guilty and remorseful, consciously stayed away from Zhu Zhuqing, as his martial soul was one of the things Zhu Zhuqing feared.
"Dai, don't worry, I will make them pay the price," Tang San said firmly.
"By the way, speaking of this, what did Rongrong's father say?" Xiao Wu finished her cultivation and came to the roof.
Ning Rongrong's expression darkened, and she said somewhat embarrassedly:
"Sorry, I couldn't convince my father. He said that this is a matter for the competition arena, and he won't interfere. I even pleaded with Grandpa Bone and Grandpa Sword, but they didn't agree. They only guaranteed that we can do our best in the arena and don't have to worry about anything else."
"It's enough to have Uncle Ning's guarantee," Tang San nodded. "If possible, kill them in the arena. At worst, we'll lose our qualification for the competition. Although the rules say that killing is not allowed, occasional mistakes are fine."
"That's right, although the champion's prize is three soul bones, so what? Soul bones are precious, but avenging Zhuqing is more important," Xiao Wu echoed.
Just as they were discussing, a cold aura suddenly came from not far away.
The captain of the Royal Knights shouted, "Everyone, be vigilant! Something's happening!"
"Xue Qinghe" frowned, a trace of doubt on his face.
This was a team of fifteen participating in the Soul Master Competition, escorted by the Heaven Dou Royal Knights. The teachers leading the various academies were not lacking in experts at levels sixty or seventy. Who would be so blind as to target them?
Amon chuckled, "There's a good show to watch."
He supported himself on the carriage window with his hands and flipped onto the roof.
Yan Jin followed suit and flipped out.
Lei Yin turned into a bolt of lightning and moved to their side.
Countless rocks rolled down from the hills on both sides like raindrops.
"Wow, a big scene," Yan Jin exclaimed.
"Middle army, accelerate! Flanks, raise shields!" The captain of the Royal Knights quickly ordered.
At this moment, the soldiers of the Royal Knights displayed excellent military skills, executing the captain's orders in an orderly manner.
The knights on both sides cooperated, skillfully using their long spears to deflect the boulders, preventing them from hitting the carriages carrying the students.
The participating students also jumped down from the carriages one after another, and under the guidance of their academy teachers, ran forward quickly, wanting to leave this unfavorable terrain surrounded by hills on both sides.
The Royal Knights gradually began to lose their ability to resist, and some stones were already rushing towards the team.
These elites from the Heaven Dou Empire's various advanced soul master academies didn't panic in the slightest, each releasing their martial soul and lighting up their soul rings, and no one dared to be careless against these sudden and numerous attackers.
The various academies formed small groups, and without anyone organizing them, they spontaneously began to counterattack.
To the surprise of the young soul masters, these black-clothed people were not easily defeated by them, but entangled with them through good cooperation.
Relying on their numerical advantage, the black-clothed people besieged a single soul master with two or three people, using concise but sharp methods. Ordinary one or two-ring soul skills were difficult to be effective, and once a powerful soul skill appeared, black-clothed soul masters would intercept it.
The battlefield fell into a stalemate.
A carriage drove slowly from behind, the boulders blocking the way were melted into liquid, and a road paved with magma slowly advanced with the carriage.
Northern Academy didn't follow the main force to leave at all. Under the protection of the Romier Barrier, the falling rocks on both sides couldn't affect them, and the stones blocking the road ahead were all melted by Yan Jin.
Amon sat on the edge of the carriage, supporting himself on the wooden board with his hands, his legs hanging down naturally, looking relaxed.
The carriage stopped at the edge of the battlefield, and Yan Jin even took out a glass of sour plum juice.
"Chill it for me." She handed the juice to Bing Lan.
Soul power vibrated slightly, Bing Lan's martial soul flashed and disappeared, and a layer of thin ice had already appeared above Yan Jin's sour plum juice.
"Ice, give me one too." Romier handed a glass of juice to Amon, "Captain, here."
Their nonchalant behavior made many people who noticed twitch their lips.
An old man in black, standing on a hill and observing the overall situation, rubbed his forehead and looked at Yan Jin with some helplessness, "This kid..."
He said faintly, "Go get some people and find something for them to do."
Yue Guan, wearing white clothes and a symbolic piece of gauze over his face, laughed, "What? You know those guys?"
"Yes, that red-haired brat is my disciple," the old man in black replied.
"Haha, your disciple has a very good mentality..." Gui Mei appeared behind them.
Walter shrugged, "I didn't reveal our actions to her. If you've seen their performance in the Soul Master Competition, you'll know why they're like this."
A group of black-clothed people sent by Walter surrounded the Northern Academy's carriage.
But a layer of light purple barrier blocked them all outside.
A soul king-level black-clothed man attacked and shattered the barrier.
However, a purple light flashed, and another barrier rose.
With Amon's soul power support, the Romier Barrier was made very thick, so thick that it almost became a wall.
The soul king black-clothed man attacked again, but failed to completely break through it.
Romier wore a slightly mocking smile on his face, gave him the middle finger, and leisurely repaired the barrier.
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