Chapter 393: Please Defeat Me! Any Method Works
Little Butterfly nodded.
Holding the Zhuge Divine Crossbow in her hands, she turned to face the mothers from the orphanage.
Looking at the wooden cutting boards and stone slabs they held up.
She slowly raised her left arm.
In the contestant formation, everyone held their breath.
Anyone could see that the little girl in the center of the square hadn't even awakened her Spirit.
Whoosh!
In the silent square.
From the sleeve of Little Butterfly's raised left arm.
A faint sound of air being pierced suddenly rang out, and three arrows shot out.
In an instant, they pierced into the wooden cutting board.
Thud!
The sound of the three arrows was perfectly synchronized.
The teachers and students from the participating academies all had deep surprise in their eyes.
This kind of power.
Could already threaten ordinary Spirit Masters!
There was no time for them to think more.
Little Butterfly immediately stomped her little foot, and a sharp blade flashing with cold light extended from the tip of her boot.
She lightly raised her foot, scraping sparks on the ground.
Making a teeth-aching sound.
Immediately afterwards.
That sharp blade suddenly shot out and stuck into the wooden cutting board.
Penetrating much deeper than the silent sleeve arrows.
The scene before them.
Caused the gazes of almost everyone in the formation to become serious.
Their heartbeats began to accelerate uncontrollably.
It seemed.
That the absurd thing they thought was going to turn into reality before their eyes!
Bang!
Hidden Weapon: Sand Projection was activated in Little Butterfly's hand.
Purple poisonous mist spewed out, carrying thirty-six steel needles.
Flashing with a ghastly cold light.
When hitting the stone slab, all the steel needles were directly submerged in it.
Hiss--!
In the contestant formation.
There were constant sounds of gasping, and many young students swallowed hard.
Such attack power.
Below level 30, there was absolutely no chance of survival!
They weren't stupid either, knowing that the purple mist definitely contained poison.
In this way.
Even Spirit Masters above level 30 without poison resistance would not fare well against this kind of Soul Tool.
Everyone, the following weapons can all kill Spirit Elders.
Qian Renxue's voice was calm.
Looking at them, his face still had a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze.
But those contestants couldn't smile.
Clang!
After the Zhuge Divine Crossbow fired, sixteen arrows directly pierced into the steel plate.
Penetrating more than an inch!
Some contestants' faces had even begun to turn slightly pale.
Although they were young elites.
They were at most Spirit Elders, and most of them were still Spirit Grandmasters.
Just relying on the Zhuge Divine Crossbow.
If there were enough of them.
All of these so-called elites would have no chance of survival!
Little Butterfly bent down as in the rehearsal.
The Back-Mounted Flower Crossbow immediately fired.
Looking at the attack power of that thick crossbow bolt, the students had already become numb.
The academy teachers also felt pressure.
Threatening Spirit Kings.
The Spirit Hall really wasn't joking with them!
Little Butterfly wore a wide waistband around her waist and held the heaviest Flying Sky Divine Claw in her hand.
She raised her head, straightened her back, and fired into the air!
Whoosh!
Everyone in the contestant formation looked up, watching.
Their eyes filled with horror.
Bang!
In the air.
The thick tree trunk carried by the two flying Spirit Masters was directly penetrated by the claw.
This distance.
Was nearly thirty meters!
In their astonished gazes, Little Butterfly borrowed the Flying Sky Divine Claw and lifted her feet off the ground.
Slowly flying towards the orphanage.
Everyone was silent.
Everyone, this is the highest reward for this Spirit Master Competition.
Qian Renxue's voice easily spread out.
No one in the contestant formation spoke.
All of them curiously looked at the high and mighty Spirit Hall Saint Son.
Especially those from the Empire, Thunder Academy, and other forces.
What they wanted to know most now was, could this thing be mass-produced?!
If it could be mass-produced.
Letting children hold it in their hands could kill Spirit Elders!
How terrifying!
Bibi Dong's eyes flickered.
She took in all the expressions of the people below.
This was the effect she needed.
To tell those sects, academies, and family forces what the consequences of not submitting would be!
Those catwomen dispersed.
Qian Renxue's next words dispelled their doubts.
In the following competition.
The winning team, every student, and even the accompanying teachers, can get a whole set of Soul Tools!
……………………
Hiss… Is this true?!
Some students in the contestant formation couldn't believe it and whispered to each other.
The strong teams began to rub their fists and palms.
But more of them frowned.
Their faces were heavy.
The Spirit Hall... seemed to be able to mass-produce these weapons!
This was the most important information.
The Spirit Master world might experience a small turmoil, and then it would quickly disappear.
Ning Fengzhi looked at the Pope and Saint Son in front.
He once again felt fortunate for the choice his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had made.
You can rest assured.
Bibi Dong's scepter landed, and her majestic voice resounded throughout the square.
As long as you can defeat my Spirit Hall Saint Son.
What if I give you a hundred sets? My Spirit Hall always keeps its word.
A hundred sets?!
Bibi Dong's words once again caused an uproar.
The teachers and even the students of the two great empires and various academies had greedy glints in their eyes!
If they could decipher these weapons.
Just thinking about it was enough to excite them!
Bibi Dong's voice fell.
Several gilded chairs were placed in front of the Pope's Palace.
At Bibi Dong's signal.
She sat in the center.
On the left sat the old, middle-aged, and young from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
On the right sat Ghost, Chrysanthemum, and Poison three Title Douluos.
Qian Renxue hid his hands in his sleeves, his purple eyes looked straight ahead, and he lightly moved his steps.
Walking towards the center of the square below.
Looking at the high fighting spirit and the contestants rubbing their fists and palms.
Qian Renxue slowly said:
Everyone.
The rewards are good, but you need strength to get them.
Next, please use any method you like to defeat me.
Under the gaze of the contestant formation.
Qian Renxue stood in the center of the square in front of the Pope's Palace, looking at those elites.
He said calmly:
Whether it's a one-on-one fight, a group fight.
Or a team, two teams… or even everyone.
As long as you can defeat me, all participants will be rewarded.
Qian Renxue's voice fell.
The crowd was furious!
Which Spirit Master who could come to participate in the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament wasn't gifted and still had arrogance.
How could they be willing to be looked down upon like this.
Damn it… bastard!
This is too much of a contempt for us, right?
Yeah… If we all go up, not to mention Spirit Emperors, what about Spirit Saints?!
The Spirit Hall Saint Son, could he be a Spirit Saint?!
Let him know that arrogance comes at a price!
……
All the students were indignant.
Some of the teachers had disdain in their hearts, while others were uneasy.
Even if they didn't believe Qian Renxue could do it.
In the formation.
Only Liu Erlong firmly believed it.
Her eyes were full of love, tenderness, and a hint of remembrance.
The Qian Renxue in front of her couldn't help but remind her of that dream.
The young man who liked to fight with others.
Taking her all over the advanced academies and Spirit Arena in her memory.
Just to enjoy the battle between Spirit Masters!
After a while.
The elites of those academies were unwilling to put down their pride and gang up.
They were indignant for a long time, but still failed to get on the stage.
Everyone, are you afraid of failure?
Qian Renxue's voice was peaceful.
But that nonchalant appearance made them burn with anger.
Finally, a middle-aged man.
Shouted loudly: "My Exotic Beast Academy is willing to learn from Your Highness!"
Wishing you all a happy life!
