Chapter 198 I Want to Verify the Bone Age!
Spirit City, the Grand Arena.
This newly built, colossal building was packed to capacity today.
The circular stands were overflowing with 50,000 spectators, a sea of black filling every corner. Shouts, cheers, and shouts of encouragement merged into a massive wave of sound, soaring into the sky and making eardrums ache.
Under the sunlight, the enormous six-winged angel relief gleamed, seemingly overlooking the masses below.
In the center of the arena, on the competition stage.
Two teams were entering.
One was the Spirit Hall Academy team, each member spirited and exuding high morale.
The other was the Tianshui Academy team.
They wore matching blue uniforms, like a group of elves emerging from the water. This all-female team was one of the biggest dark horses of this tournament.
This was the second round of the qualifying matches.
Prior to this, the Tianshui Academy team had fought their way through the competition, advancing to the second round of the qualifying tournament thanks to their excellent teamwork and the fusion skill "Falling Snow and Ice" performed by Shui Bing’er and Xue Wu.
The Spirit Hall Academy team, as a seeded team, received a bye in the first round and was drawn against Tianshui Academy in the second round.
In the stands, countless eyes were fixed on the arena.
In the VIP section, Qian Renxue sat regally in the center.
Today, she wore a white-gold gown, an angel crown, and a composed smile. Sunlight bathed her, casting a soft halo around her, making her appear both sacred and majestic.
Jiang Bai sat beside her, leisurely sipping tea.
...
In the center of the arena, on the competition stage.
The two teams stood facing each other.
On the Tianshui team’s side, seven slender figures stood in a row.
Captain Shui Bing’er stood at the very front.
She was about 1.65 meters tall, with a very well-proportioned figure, neither excessively voluptuous nor petite. Long, light blue hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall.
Her fair face was adorned with delicate features. At first glance, she didn’t seem particularly stunning, but upon closer inspection, her beauty became increasingly apparent.
It was a hazy, ethereal beauty, like gazing at the moon’s reflection in water, or viewing flowers through mist.
At this moment, her clear eyes were scrutinizing her opponents.
The Spirit Hall Academy Team.
Five figures, lined up in a row.
Sun Chuantao, Level 48, Power Attack Type Spirit Master, Spirit: Ringed Giant Blade.
Xu Yu, Level 46, Support Type Weapon Spirit Master, Spirit: Golden Scepter.
Li Kai, Level 49, Power Attack Type Spirit Master, Spirit: Black Horned Wild Boar.
Zhang Ping, a level 47 agility-type Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul: Golden Waist Flying Swallow.
Yan, a level 52 power-type Battle Soul King, Martial Soul: Flame Lord.
Shui Bing’er had studied these five people and knew their strengths and weaknesses.
But the two standing at the very front...
Tian Yue, Jiang Li’er!
She had seen these two names in intelligence reports, but the reports were vague.
Shui Bing’er’s gaze swept over the two women.
Tian Yue, a woman who looked to be in her early twenties, tall and spirited, with short, neat hair. She stood there with her arms crossed, looking relaxed.
Jiang Li’er, a woman who looked even younger, with long golden hair tied up high, her crimson eyes like burning flames, bright and beautiful. She also had her arms crossed, but her eyes gleamed with eager anticipation, as if expecting something.
Shui Bing’er felt a vague unease.
But she took a deep breath, suppressing her unease.
No matter who the opponent was, she would give it her all.
She turned to her teammates behind her: "Sisters, are you ready?"
Six voices responded in unison: "Ready!"
Shui Bing’er nodded and looked back at the opposing team.
"The match begins!"
The referee gave the order!
The entire arena erupted in cheers!
"Tianshui Academy! Go!"
"Spirit Hall! Victory!"
The shouts and cheers were deafening!
However, the next second.
The entire arena fell into a deathly silence.
For an unbelievable scene had unfolded on the field.
Tian Yue stepped forward.
She raised her right hand.
Seven spirit rings slowly rose beneath her feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!
Seven spirit rings! A seven-ring Soul Saint!
The light was blindingly bright!
The aura was suffocating!
The members of the Tianshui team were all stunned.
Shui Bing’er’s clear eyes widened instantly.
Seven...seven spirit rings?!
A Spirit Saint?!
Her mind went blank.
In the stands, the 50,000 spectators were equally stunned.
After a brief silence—
"Boom—!!!"
The entire arena exploded!
"Holy crap! A Spirit Saint?!"
"How is this possible?! How old does she look?!"
"Isn’t the age limit for the competition under 25?! Is this a 25-year-old Spirit Saint?!"
"The Spirit Hall is cheating, isn’t they?!"
Screams, doubts, and discussions mingled together!
The Tianshui Academy’s team leader was a still-attractive and beautiful woman.
She stood on the sidelines, watching Tian Yue on the field, her mouth agape, practically wide enough to fit an egg.
But she was, after all, the vice-principal, a woman who had weathered many storms.
After a brief moment of shock, she took a deep breath and called out towards the viewing platform where the Pope was, "Your Holiness, I want to examine..."
She was only halfway through her sentence when she witnessed an even more unbelievable scene.
Jiang Li’er slowly stepped forward.
She raised her right hand.
Behind her, a colossal golden dragon shadow suddenly appeared!
The dragon shadow blotted out the sky, its scales clearly defined, its whiskers fluttering, and its golden dragon eyes surveyed the entire arena!
A golden dragon!
Then, nine spirit rings slowly rose from beneath her feet!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, red, red, red!
Nine spirit rings!
Three 100,000-year red spirit rings!
The blood-red light was so intense it hurt the eyes!
The terrifying pressure spread like a tangible force!
The entire arena fell into a deathly silence!
Even more deathly silent than before!
Everyone was stunned.
The 50,000 spectators were petrified, completely motionless.
The members of the Tianshui team were the same.
They stared at the nine spirit rings, at the three blood-red ones, their minds blank.
Shui Bing’er’s mouth gaped open, almost big enough to fit an egg.
Her usually composed face was now filled with shock and disbelief.
Nine...nine spirit rings?!
A Title Douluo?!
A Title Douluo around twenty years old?!
This...how is this possible?!
Jiang Li’er looked at their stunned expressions, a slight smile playing on her lips.
She grinned, revealing two rows of pearly white teeth.
That smile was as bright as the morning sun. Then, she spoke.
Her voice was clear and crisp, yet carried an unparalleled majesty, resounding throughout the entire arena: "Jiang Li’er, Level 94 Power Attack Type Title Douluo!"
She paused, then enunciated each word clearly: "Title, Golden Dragon!"
"Please enlighten me!"
As soon as she finished speaking...
The audience erupted once again!
"My God—!!!"
"Nine spirit rings! Three of them are 100,000-year spirit rings!!"
"A Title Douluo! She’s a Title Douluo!"
"How is this possible?! How old is she?!"
"A 25-year-old Title Douluo?! Am I dreaming?!"
Screams, cheers, and doubts mingled together!
On the stands, countless people stood up, craning their necks to get a better look.
The representatives of the various sects had complex expressions.
There was shock, fear, envy, and jealousy.
The representatives of other forces, such as the Fire Leopard Sect and the Wind Sword Sect, were all deathly pale.
The Spirit Hall hadn’t produced one Jiang Bai, and now they had produced another Jiang Li’er?!
Is this even fair?!
At the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan’s seats, Yu Luomian sat motionless.
His fingers gripped the armrest tightly, his knuckles turning white.
A complex light flickered in his eyes.
A twenty-year-old Title Douluo...
Three 100,000-year spirit rings...
This aura was even more terrifying than Tang Hao’s back then!
He took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.
...
On the field.
The Tianshui Academy team members finally recovered from their shock.
But their faces were still filled with bitterness.
A Title Douluo?
A group of Soul Venerables and Soul Masters, fighting a Title Douluo?
Is this right?
Is this reasonable?
Shui Bing’er took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.
She looked at Jiang Li’er, then at Tian Yue, and finally at the vice-principal standing on the sidelines.
The vice-principal’s face was also deathly pale.
But she was, after all, the vice-principal, and knew what to do at this moment.
She took a deep breath, looked towards the stands where the Pope was, and shouted, "Your Holiness the Pope!"
Her voice was exceptionally clear amidst the noisy arena: "I want their bone age checked!"
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