Starting from Douluo to become a god against the sky

The spear is full of barbs, and the tip of the spear is extremely sharp and highly poisonous.

The soul power in his body has been exhausted, and his body is almost exhausted. This is the last resistance.

Jiang Chen ignored the piercing spear, and hit Tang San's chest with his fists.

Tang San no longer had the strength to resist, and shot out, falling in front of Ning Rongrong and Oscar.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and his body was injured, but it was not very serious.

He knew that Jiang Chen had kept his hands.

"We admit defeat." Tang San closed his eyes and uttered a word of reluctance.

Chapter 290

Sure enough, Wuhun Palace won the championship in the end.

It really made the young man a one-to-seven success.

Teachers and students of many colleges all had complex faces and a heavy heart.

The Wuhun Palace is actually so strong.

A student can defeat Shrek Academy. Doesn't that mean that the team in their Academy is no match for this young man?

Thinking of this, they felt more heavy.

Sure enough, the young man said before that he was invincible among his peers, not because he was arrogant, but because he really had that ability.

Ma Hongjun, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes fiercely and shouted excitedly: "Little San, we haven't lost yet, I can still fight."

Oscar persuaded from the back: "Fatty, we lost. The eighty-one hammer of Xiaosan's chaotic cloak hammer technique failed to defeat Jiang Chen, and your going up was nothing but a punch."

Oscar saw it but understood.

Ning Rongrong bit his lip tightly, looking at Jiang Chen, who was unparalleled in strength and face value, and looked like a king over the world.

Their Shrek, the monster among geniuses, was defeated by one person, and this young man was said to be only fourteen years old, just like them.

At this moment, the eldest lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect felt a serious sense of frustration.

"Referee, we surrender." The master's voice sounded.

At this time, his heart was extremely bitter.

Although he had predicted that he might lose before, he still hoped that Tang San could create another miracle in his heart.

At this moment, shouting out the words admit defeat, as if exhausting his whole body.

"Bibi Dong, after all, you won." The master looked at the peerless empress on the high platform and felt extremely frustrated.

His proud disciple, a disciple who has worked so hard for many years, has no one in the world, but he still lost to Bibi Dong's disciple.

"It is also innate with full soul power, the starting point is the same, eight years later, the gap is so big, is my teaching bad?"

The master at this time began to doubt himself.

Liu Erlong came up, hugged the master's arm tightly, and said nothing.

The referee finally announced that Wuhundian Academy had won the final victory, becoming the champion of this mainland Soul Master Academy Elite Competition.

Tang San ate a recovery sausage, adjusted his breath a little, and it was no problem. He stood up and looked at Jiang Chen with complicated eyes.

"Jiang Chen, congratulations."

"You are also very good, an opponent worthy of serious treatment." Jiang Chen said.

Tang San was stunned for a moment, and then said firmly, "I will not give up. You will be my goal to surpass in the future."

Jiang Chen said: "You regard me as a goal, and I am afraid that there will never be a day to complete."

"Then we'll wait and see." Tang San's eyes burst with purple light, and a strong belief surrounded him.

Jiang Chen was a little surprised. The two eyes collided in the air, as if intertwined with invisible sparks.

"Fatty, go." Tang San retracted his gaze and helped Ma Hongjun off the ring.

"Young spirit masters of Wuhundian Academy, congratulations on your final victory." Bibi Dong's voice came.

With a fascinating smile on her face, from the final finals to the present, this majestic pope smiled for the first time.

For a while, all around the square, whether it was the teachers and students of the academy, or the personnel belonging to the Spirit Hall, they all held their breaths, and even their eyes couldn't bear to blink.

There is a feeling in their hearts that they are lucky to watch for an extra second.

But at the same time, they couldn't give birth to a trace of blasphemy, facing Bibi Dong, they only had a sense of shame.

Such a peerless character is by no means worthy of ordinary people like them.

Jiang Chen smiled, a little pride in his heart.

Bibi Dong is his teacher, and Bibi Dong's smile may have captured many fans again.

The six Hu Liena came up and lined up with Jiang Chen, with triumphant smiles on their faces.

Everything is expected.

The pope and the elders all got up, and the Wuhundian staff quickly held a brocade plate. On the brocade plate, it was the three soul bones that rewarded the champion.

The gaze of the audience was focused on the three spirit bones, soul bones, no one was not moved.

Unless it's not a person, for example, Xiao Wu.

The referee said loudly: "Please ask Wuhundian Academy representatives to come forward to receive the championship award."

Hu Liena pushed Jiang Chen and motioned him to go up.

Xie Yue said: "Xiaochen, go."

Jiang Chen nodded, took firm steps, stepped up the steps, and came to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong looked at his disciple with satisfaction. The little kid had grown up, and his shining light was blooming.

She took the Jin Pan and handed it to Jiang Chen.

"Thank you Pope." Jiang Chen respectfully took it.

He held the three soul bones and returned to Hu Liena's side.