Chapter 82 Finalizing the Rankings
The next day, in a canyon outside Martial Soul City.
Because the arena was damaged by Qin Ming, the subsequent matches were temporarily moved outside the city.
Countless people arrived early in the morning, trying to secure a spot with a good view to watch the remaining matches.
At this time, Hu Yanzhuo, wrapped in bandages like a mummy, and his father, Hu Yanzhen, the sect leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, also arrived.
Accompanied by other disciples of the Elephant Armor Sect, the two found an open space to sit down. After
sitting down, looking at the sea of people around them, Hu Yanzhuo couldn't help but sigh.
"Dad, even now, thinking about it, it still feels unreal. That Qin Ming actually defeated me with a single palm strike.
And there were so many people watching at the time, I lost all face..."
Hearing this, Hu Yanzhen rubbed his chin and added.
"That's not all!
Prince Qin Ming's palm strike not only severely injured you,
but also shattered the arena, which could withstand the attacks of a Soul Emperor.
Judging from that destructive power, I feel that even if you reached the Soul Emperor realm, you probably wouldn't be a match for Prince Qin Ming."
Hearing this, Hu Yanzhuo's face darkened.
"Father, give me some face! There are other people around."
"Give you face?"
Hu Yanzhen snorted.
"I told you back then that you were no match for Prince Qin Ming, and I told you to admit defeat.
You insisted on fighting him, and now you know you're shameful?"
Hearing Hu Yanzhen say this, Hu Yanzhuo muttered under his breath.
"What do you mean you knew back then that I was no match for Qin Ming?
Where did you get that kind of foresight?
You clearly wanted to join the Spirit Hall, and you asked me to go easy on Qin Ming to curry favor with them...
Now we haven't even discussed the matter of joining, and you're already calling him 'Your Highness'...
Ugh—"
Before Hu Yanzhuo could finish speaking, Hu Yanzhen shoved a piece of dried meat into his mouth in annoyance.
"Shut up."
After being interrupted by Hu Yanzhen, Hu Yanzhuo stopped talking and silently munched on the jerky in his mouth.
Just then, a cheer came from the crowd in the distance.
Seeing this, Hu Yanzhen stood up and said,
"Hey kid, look over there, it seems Prince Qin Ming is coming." Hu
Yanzhuo looked up. At
this moment, Qin Ming and several other contestants were already following behind the Spirit Hall deacon, walking towards the center of the arena...
As Qin Ming passed by, the entire arena erupted in cheers.
Douluo Continent was a world that revered martial prowess, and Qin Ming's performance yesterday had already conquered these young and passionate Soul Masters.
"Qin Ming! It's Qin Ming!"
Countless young Soul Masters cheered.
"Prince Qin Ming is too strong!"
"Prince Qin Ming pinned Hu Yanzhuo down and humiliated him! Prince Qin Ming is the strongest Soul Master in history!"
Hearing this, Hu Yanzhuo was somewhat depressed.
He knew in his heart that the news of Qin Ming defeating him with one palm and destroying the entire arena would soon spread throughout the continent.
As a recordable achievement on Qin Ming's path to becoming a titled Douluo, he would be firmly nailed to the pillar of shame.
Seeing Hu Yanzhuo's expression, Hu Yanzhen comforted him.
"Don't overthink it, kid. His Highness Qin Ming will definitely become the youngest titled Douluo in history!
His future achievements are beyond our imagination.
Who knows, you might even feel proud of this achievement in the future."
Saying this, Hu Yanzhen patted Hu Yanzhuo's shoulder.
"Ouch—
Dad, you're pressing on my wound!"
Hearing Hu Yanzhuo's words, Hu Yanzhen coughed lightly and withdrew his hand behind his back.
He turned around, stood with his hands behind his back, no longer looking at his son's expression.
Seeing this, Hu Yanzhuo's lips twitched, but after Hu Yanzhen's words, his mindset had already adjusted. After a
self-deprecating laugh, Hu Yanzhuo looked at Qin Ming in the arena.
At this moment, the four finalists of this genius battle had gathered in the arena.
Besides Qin Ming, the other three were all from the Haotian Sect. Two of them were core disciples of the Haotian Sect, and the other was Bai Yu from the Min Clan.
Looking at the group in the arena,
Hu Yanzhuo muttered to himself,
"Those guys from the Haotian Sect all have higher soul power levels than me. If they all lose to Qin Ming
, my previous loss won't seem so glaring.
Ideally, Qin Ming would also use that palm strike today and cripple the Haotian Sect members..."
Just as Hu Yanzhuo was lost in thought, the situation changed again.
Bai Yu stepped forward and said to Salas,
"Bishop Salas, I choose to withdraw from the competition.
Consider today's match a loss on my part."
As soon as Bai Yu finished speaking, the other two Haotian Sect disciples also stepped forward.
They repeated Bai Yu's words as if they had planned it...
Seeing this, the spectators who had come early to reserve their spots and arrive at the arena were furious.
"Cowardly before the battle even begins, the Soul King voluntarily surrenders to the Soul Sect?
What kind of sect is this Clear Sky Sect? You might as well change your name to the Rat Sect!"
"The number one sect in the world? What a load of rubbish!"
Hearing the surrounding noise, Hu Yanzhuo felt like he was about to shatter again.
"How could you do this! You can't play like this..."
At this moment, in the center of the arena,
Qin Ming looked calmly at the Clear Sky Sect disciples who had surrendered. Qin
Ming had anticipated this situation after his last intervention.
Seeing this, Salas stepped forward.
After glancing at Bai Yu and the other two, Salas said softly,
"Since you have all chosen to withdraw from the competition, then His Highness Qin Ming will become the champion of this Genius Battle.
This time, the list of geniuses set by my Spirit Hall will also remove the three of you from the list.
Hu Yanzhuo, Yu Wenxuan, and others will take your place and be ranked in the top five of the Genius List!"
Hearing this, Bai Yu said with some displeasure.
"Why?"
"Because I am the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall, and because this list was released by the Spirit Hall."
After glancing at Bai Yu and the other two, Salas continued,
"Your decision to withdraw from the competition will also be announced when the list is released.
If there is a big reaction from the public, the Spirit Hall might just add your names back..."
"You!"
Looking at Salas in front of him, Bai Yu and the others dared not speak out.
Seeing this, Salas snorted coldly.
Then he ignored Bai Yu and the others.
Salas walked up to Qin Ming and announced loudly,
"The Under-Thirty Youth Soul Master Competition has now come to an end. Qin Ming of the Spirit Hall has won the championship of this competition."
After Salas's voice spread,
cheers rang out in the valley again.
"Qin Ming!"
"Qin Ming!"
Many young soul masters shouted this name, and their voices gradually merged into one,
resounding throughout the entire canyon .
After a long while, everyone's emotions calmed down.
Just as everyone was about to leave, Qian Xunji activated his martial spirit and rose into the air.
A warm golden light spread outwards.
"Please wait your turn.
I, in my capacity as Pope of the Spirit Hall
, hereby announce the conclusion of this Genius Battle. The battle to re-rank the seven great sects of the world officially begins."
With that, Qian Xunji looked at Tang Xu, Yu Yuanzhen, and the others in the crowd.
"Those sect leaders who are eager to vie for a place among the seven great sects may now step forward..."
(End of Chapter)
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