Chapter 397 Finals End, Pill Rewards

Listen to the sounds around you.

Qian Renjue frowned slightly and looked towards the platform.

Bibi Dong's two beautiful red lips had just stopped moving.

She smiled softly at Qian Renjue.

Qian Renjue also smiled and felt relieved.

He thought there was someone with bad intentions.

To put him in an unjust position.

After all, he is still the Son of God.

If those members of the Spirit Hall who don't know the truth hear it, there might be misunderstandings.
Long live!

This word doesn't quite suit him.

Have to wait.

Qian Renjue looked at Ning Rongrong, whose face turned red from shouting and who kept waving at him.

Even Ning Fengzhi couldn't make her calm down.

Qianren couldn't help but be speechless.

When the sound waves like the sea gradually subsided.

The teachers from those academies also immediately stepped forward to retrieve their own students.

Qian Renjue stood where he was and clapped his hands.

clap clap!

The clapping sound had not yet completely dissipated.

The healing spirit master who had been prepared long ago and was located behind the palace guard team.

Immediately swarmed over.

Wake up those participating soul masters who were knocked unconscious and heal their minor injuries.

Qian Renjue raised his hands slightly and put them back into his sleeves.

It was as if the soul masters who fell in the square had nothing to do with him.

Many participating soul masters woke up.

Standing in the square, standing back in the team, looking at Qian Renjue.
My heart is filled with a feeling of powerlessness.

They all understand.

He has become a stepping stone for the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall.

The funny thing is to ask yourself.

They may not even be qualified to be a stepping stone for the Holy Son of Spirit Hall.

The gap is just too big.

It just happened that they came to participate in the competition, and the other side just happened to show their swords.

Everything returned to calm in the square.

The teams from the advanced soul master academies that came to participate in the competition still stood in a square formation.

The formation is exactly the same as before the game.

It seemed as if the battle just now had never happened.

but
The complex looks in the eyes of those genius soul masters were something they had never seen before.

His face showed dejection, frustration and unwillingness.

The teachers in those colleges were also in great grief.

Bibi Dong stood up.

She waved gently and gracefully to Qian Renjue.

"Jue, come back"

"Yes."

Qian Renjue turned around, looked up, nodded slightly, stepped forward, and climbed onto the stairs.

Ning Rongrong's big eyes are so bright.

Keeping her eyes on her fiancé.
All the Titled Douluo and elders sitting on the gilded chairs in front of the Pope's Palace stood up.

Bibi Dong announced with a smile:
"The final champion of this year's All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is Wuhun Academy."

"..."

In the contestant array.

The corners of the college teachers' mouths twitched.

I feel depressed because I have been bullied but have no one to tell.

The Holy Son definitely looked no more than twenty years old.

In other words, he can still participate in the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition.

How can we let them play after this?!

Do you want to go through the motions again?!

Bibi Dong and Qian Renjue, mother and son, had long anticipated their worries.

Looking at the many dejected looks in the participating teams.

Bibi Dong smiled and said, "The Holy Son will no longer participate in future Soul Master Competitions."

The words fell.

The expressions of those college teachers improved slightly.

But the expressions of those participating soul masters still showed some unwillingness.

I have been practicing hard for so long.
But before he had the chance to show his skills, he had to go home directly.

This seems to be exactly the same as not coming.

Bibi Dong said again:
"Also, fellow contestants, don't be discouraged. Your real competition hasn't even started yet."

"what?"

Many participating students looked up and watched, making the scene a little noisy.

Standing on the top of the stairs, Qian Renjue in front of Bibi Dong suddenly looked back, with a spring-like smile on his face.

"Everyone, in order to ensure that all the young talents return without regrets."

"Please continue with the next qualifying round."

"My Spirit Hall will provide generous rewards to the top five teams."

The words fell.

There was a little light in the space in front of Qian Renjue's eyes. There were four small porcelain bottles.

"What is that? A pill?"

"probably."

"I heard that there is a special soul master profession in the Spirit Hall called Alchemist."

"It can refine many magical pills."

"That's right, the creator of this profession is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!"

"hiss--"

Listening to the introduction of the teacher from Thunder Academy, the crowd was stirred again.

"Oh, you guessed it right."

Qian Renjue smiled and put his hands alternately in his sleeves.

Without any movement on his part, the small porcelain bottle in front of him was opened.

A round pill as white as snow and jade rolled out from it.

The clear and ethereal medicinal fragrance was so elegant that just a slight whiff of it made them feel relaxed and happy.

so amazing!
"This is a soul-raising pill made from ten-thousand-year-old snow lotus and other precious medicines."

"Only one pill is enough to offset more than a month of hard training for the Soul Sect."

“There are no side effects if you don’t take more.”

Qian Renjue’s words fell.

There was another uproar among the participating teams, with excitement flashing in their eyes.

It can be equivalent to more than a month of practice in the Soul Sect.

If a Level 39 Soul Master took it, wouldn't he be able to break through instantly? !
"A Soul Sect-level elixir?!"

The Thunder Academy teacher's eyes sparkled.

He knew very well that Soul Master-level elixirs were already out of stock at the auction.

Very little flows out!

I didn't expect that the Spirit Hall would be so willing to spend money.

Qian Renjue spoke slowly and calmly.

"Everyone, in this Soul Master Competition, our Wuhun Hall will reward the original gold soul coins..."

"Give the second-place team seven Soul Boosting Pills, the third-place team five, the fourth-place team three, and the fifth-place team one."

"hiss--"

Some teachers with higher cultivation and larger circles could not help but exclaim in amazement.

"What a big move by Spirit Hall!"

The students who participated in the competition had their fighting spirit rekindled. The top four students all had
The possibilities they can gain are enormous!

Why the top four?
They all knew that the championship had been taken away by Qian Renjue.

"In addition, all students who come to Wuhun City this time can receive a souvenir issued by Wuhun Hall. Silent Sleeve Arrow."

Qian Renjue's words once again brought them a sense of surprise.

Even if the power is limited
But if it can be sold to major forces, it would be a considerable fortune.

It was worth it that they were abused by Qian Ren Jue.

"This is the reward for the ranking tournament. I hope you can perform at your best."

Qian Renjue smiled at them.

Say it.

He continued to climb the stairs, stood beside Bibi Dong, and held her hand with his arms.

Bibi Dong glanced at Liu Erlong who was looking at her eagerly below.
Don't want to stay here long.

The majestic voice spread across the entire square below.

"Next, you have three days to recuperate. After that, you will compete with the Wuhun Academy team in the qualifying round."

"The Spirit Academy team?!"

Many participating teams were puzzled and surprised.

But he was just slightly surprised and stopped talking, so there was nothing wrong with that.
No wonder the Spirit Hall is so generous.

but.

Even if the Wuhun Academy team's spot is eliminated, they can still compete for the other three.

Qian Renjue looked indifferent.

He smiled and said: "If you are interested in staying in Wuhun City, my Wuhun Hall is also very welcome, no matter if you are a commoner or a noble soul master."

Done.

No matter what their expressions are.

Qian Renjue followed Bibi Dong and turned around, walking towards the Pope's Palace.

"It's all gone."

Bibi Dong's voice sounded slowly.

In response to her, she received the voices of the entire Knights Guard.

"Farewell to Your Majesty! Farewell to Your Highness!"

"Brother Shengzi, wait for Rongrong."

The door of the Pope's Palace is slowly closing.

Ning Fengzhi quickly pulled Ning Rongrong, who wanted to follow, with a helpless look on his face.
　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)