Chapter 467: Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament Opening, Preliminary Rounds

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Moonlight was like water, and the night wind whipped by.

Across the wilderness, the grass and trees bowed and sprang back in the wind, emitting a rustling sound, as if the earth were turning over in its light sleep.

Bibi Dong’s figure flashed, and she landed steadily in front of Hu Liena.

The speed of a Titled Douluo was simply unreasonable.

One second she was a hundred meters away, and the next, she was right before one’s eyes.

Before the wind could catch up, she was already standing still.

Hu Liena sensed that familiar pressure and immediately stopped, her posture respectful: "Teacher."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly: "No need for formalities, return to Spirit City with me."

"Yes."

Hu Liena replied.

She hesitated for two seconds, but finally couldn’t hold back: "Teacher... this Disciple dares to ask, there is something I do not understand."

"Hmm?"

Bibi Dong paused: "What is it?"

Hu Liena looked up, her eyes filled with unconcealable confusion: "Why did you not reveal your identity to Lin Qingmo?"

"Teacher, you are the noble Pope of Spirit Hall, the most powerful woman on the entire continent; there seems to be no need to hide anything from him."

These words were extremely blunt.

In Hu Liena’s perception, her teacher stood at the pinnacle of power, capable of covering the sky with one hand.

Why the need to be secretive with a young man?

With Lin Qingmo’s talent and potential, the sooner he was incorporated into the Spirit Hall system, the more beneficial it would be for both parties.

This was a calculation that couldn’t be clearer.

Bibi Dong did not answer immediately.

The moonlight outlined her beautiful profile, casting a cold silhouette.

Deep in those profound eyes, some extremely complex emotions surged, but she suppressed them perfectly.

"It is not yet time."

Five words, calm and without a single ripple.

No explanation, no preamble, yet the tone was so certain that it brooked no questioning.

Hu Liena’s heart was filled with surging doubts.

But her years of experience following Bibi Dong told her that when her teacher spoke in this tone, it was the end of the conversation.

"This Disciple... understands."

"Let’s go."

Bibi Dong did not linger, turning into a stream of light and speeding away into the distance.

Hu Liena followed closely behind, and the figures of the master and Disciple were soon swallowed by the night.

Just during the flight, a scene suddenly appeared in Hu Liena’s mind.

The finals of the Spirit Master Competition were held in the high-profile arena of Spirit City.

When that time came, when Lin Qingmo looked up and saw her teacher wearing the Pope’s crown on the high platform, overlooking all living beings.

What expression would be on his face?

The corners of Hu Liena’s mouth curled up unconsciously.

Just thinking about it was very interesting.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

When Lin Qingmo and the others returned, it just so happened that the grandest event in the Spirit Master’s world was opening.

Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament.

This event was jointly organized by the Heaven Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire, and Spirit Hall.

It was held every five years.

It was the top competitive stage for the young generation of Spirit Masters on the continent.

The championship prize was simple and brutal: three top-tier Spirit Bones.

This was the best stimulant.

For every academy team, it was not just a leap in strength, but an Opportunity that could rewrite their destiny.

The Spirit Master Competition was divided into the preliminary rounds and the finals.

The format for the preliminary rounds was not complex, arranged by division.

The Heaven Dou City division had a total of twenty-eight academy teams.

It used a seven-person team battle format for a single round-robin tournament.

The top five in points would advance to the finals.

Twenty-eight teams sounded like a significant lineup.

However, for the current Royal Fighting Team, there was no pressure at all.

"Captain, the strongest on the opposing side is only a Spirit Ancestor?"

Bai Chenxiang flipped through the match chart, her tone subtle.

Lin Qingmo leaned on the railing of the viewing stand, arms crossed, his expression so leisurely that it was as if he had come to enjoy the scenery.

"There are even teams that can’t even gather enough Spirit Ancestors; the strongest are only Spirit Elders."

Everyone looked at each other, the expressions on their faces jumping back and forth between helplessness and amusement.

Zhu Zhuqing rubbed her nose: "A preliminary round where everyone is above Spirit King level fighting against Spirit Elders and Spirit Ancestors... this... is a bit exaggerated."

Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue: "Yeah, are we bullying people?"

"Hmph, our cultivation is also gained through hard Cultivate, there’s no bullying, it’s just that they didn’t work hard enough." Xiao Wu stood with her hands on her hips, looking proud.

Dugu Yan chuckled: "Xiao Wu is right."

However, she still looked at Lin Qingmo and asked: "A-Qing, you shouldn’t be playing in this preliminary round, right?"

Lin Qingmo shook his head lightly: "I naturally have no interest."

"Ridiculous."

He could already defeat a Spirit Douluo, so going on stage to bully children would be too inhumane.

Not to mention himself, even Xiao Wu and Dugu Yan, these two Spirit Emperors, would be going too far if they played.

What was absurd was that each of them had two or three top-tier ten-thousand-year Spirit Bones.

He felt that apart from the Spirit Hall Academy, the other teams had no chance at all against the current Royal Fighting Team.

Lin Qingmo held up a finger: "Play all you want, but there is one thing you must remember."

"In the preliminary rounds, everyone should show at most Spirit Ancestor-level strength; do not expose your Spirit King cultivation."

"Hide your trump cards, don’t let people see your true depth."

In this Heaven Dou City division, a team of all Spirit Ancestors was already the top-tier configuration.

And even if they only used four spirit rings and spirit abilities, the power they exerted was far beyond that of ordinary Spirit Ancestors.

Just as Lin Qingmo expected, the procedure for the Royal Fighting Team’s preliminary rounds had no suspense.

Even while suppressing their strength, the Royal Fighting Team still won cleanly and neatly in every match.

Xiao Wu and the others were all feeling a bit bored.

Some teams were completely suppressed within thirty seconds of the start.

Before they could even unfold their coordination, they collectively "enjoyed" the entire process of being crushed.

Some captains were still shouting tactical orders, while their front row had already been overturned to the ground.

That sense of despair came from the gap in power itself.

Of course, there were also teams that tried their best to find a Breakthrough.

They tried to focus fire, tried to split them up, tried to disrupt the rhythm.

The result was finding that the positioning of the seven people on the opposite side was flawless.

They weren’t even playing a match, it was closer to conducting a precise team battle tutorial.

Later, teams that had self-awareness chose to directly concede after encountering the Royal Fighting Team.

No one wanted to be beaten and run for their lives by a group of girls under the gaze of everyone.

After the matches, a sentence quietly circulated among the academies in the Heaven Dou division: "If you run into the Royal Fighting Team, just conceding is the end of it."

Lin Qingmo turned a deaf ear to these discussions.

The preliminary rounds were just a formality.

In his spare time, he called up the intelligence on the preliminary rounds.

This time, Shrek’s lineup was quite interesting.

Among the original Seven Devils, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing were all gone.

Replacing them in the main force were Yu Tianheng, Oslo, and Shi Mo.

Shrek’s main seven: Tang San, Dai Mubai, Yu Tianheng, Oslo, Shi Mo, Ma Hongjun, Oscar.

The five substitutes: Shi Mo, Huang Yuan, Jing Ling, Tai Long, Jiang Zhu.

GrandmasterYu Xiaogang served as the tactical commander-in-chief, with Dean Flender and Zhao Wuji presiding.

With three fewer female Spirit Masters and three more combat-oriented players who favored frontal assaults.

The overall hard-hitting capability was actually more fierce than the original lineup.

He was not surprised by any of this.

What surprised him the most was Tang San!

(End of Chapter)

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