Two Sides of the Balance, the Fate of the Netherworld White Tiger

Chapter 61 Two Sides of the Balance, the Fate of the Netherworld White Tiger

The simple graduation ceremony did not affect the mood of Shrek students and teachers, not only because a better reunion was expected after separation, but also because they had a graduation thesis to complete.

The paper is titled "Winning the Overall Championship of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition".

As they approached Wuhun City, Xue Qinghe, Ning Fengzhi, and Chen Xin suddenly had more things to do, and they spent less time in the Shrek Academy carriage.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing have resolved the issue of spirit rejection, and the central carriage of the nine-square grid carriage now belongs to Chi Ping.

—You have to give up something to gain something; dividing something into five may not be safe!

—I didn't expect that Wuhun City and the academy were so close. The mycelium had already spread over on its own, but I don't know why it hasn't spread to this area. However, it doesn't have a big impact. This way, we'll be more confident in doing anything.

"Ikehira, are you there?"

—Xue Qinghe? What's he doing here?

Chi Ping put away the map and opened the door.

Xue Qinghe took the opportunity to slip inside.

Chi Ping made room for him.

"Qinghe, why aren't you out arranging the finals with Uncle Ning? What are you doing here?"

Xue Qinghe maintained his gentlemanly demeanor, unaffected by any environment. His mere presence alone revealed his distinguished status. He casually remarked, "Chi Ping, are you not welcoming me?"

"No, that's not it." Chi Ping shook his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Qinghe, you've come at the right time. There's something I'd like to ask you."

Xue Qinghe looked curious. "This is the first time you've used the word 'please,' Chi Ping."

"If you don't want to, then forget it."

Xue Qinghe smiled and said, "Since you, Chi Ping, have gone against your principles to ask me for this favor, I will certainly do my best."

Like this... like that...

In a few words, Chi Ping laid out the basics of his plan.

Xue Qinghe leaned back in the carriage seat, looking dazed.

"Insane... outrageous... this plan... Ikehira, you..."

He looked at Ikehira, whose expression was calm, as if he were just asking "What should we eat today?", and didn't know what to say.

A madman? Or a genius?

After a long silence, Xue Qinghe murmured softly, "People who can be friends with you are truly lucky."

Then, Xue Qinghe slammed his hand down, shattering the small wooden table in the center of the carriage, suppressing his anger as he said, "Can you withstand the heavens alone?!"

Chi Ping brushed the wood chips off his clothes and said in a low voice, "No one but me can do it."

Xue Qinghe laughed in anger, "You think you can fool me? You think you can really make up your mind? Chi Ping, I've told you, you're a truly good person, and a good person wouldn't use the lives of innocent people from several countries as bargaining chips."

It must be said that Xue Qinghe has a very accurate eye for people.

Chi Ping's composure crumbled, as if his soul had been ripped away; his straight spine bent, and his arms hung limply at his sides.

Xue Qinghe looked at Chi Ping and could sense that Chi Ping was very tired, a deep-seated weariness, as if he were weary of the world.

"You may know, but they won't see it that way. They can't afford to gamble, and nobody can."

Chi Ping's voice was hollow, unlike any sound a human could make, like an echo from the abyss.

Xue Qinghe clenched his fist. "What's on either side of the scale is never anything else, only yourself!"

Chi Ping remained silent.

"I promised you all the mycelium, and I will give it to you before we begin. They will be fine for at least ten years."

Xue Qinghe suppressed the anger that had inexplicably risen within him. "I dare not trust the promises of a dying man."

"Feel sorry."

After an unknown amount of time, Chi Ping slowly spoke.

"You'll help me, right?"

Xue Qinghe pressed Chi Ping down, "I can agree to your request, but you have to become mine!"

Chi Ping shook his head. "That's impossible."

"Then don't expect me to help you!" Xue Qinghe growled.

It must be said that the soundproofing of the carriage prepared by Xue Qinghe was truly top-notch; the two people's voices were completely sealed off in this small space, and no one could hear them.

After saying that, Xue Qinghe stepped out of the carriage. He closed the door and leaned against it.

Silence... stillness... deathly silence...

After a long while, Xue Qinghe entered the carriage again.

"What will you do if I don't agree?"

"Both sides are enemies of the world."

Xue Qinghe gritted his teeth, "You're a madman! The deal continues, but I want you to personally hand over the items to me after you return to Tiandou City!"

"it is good."

……

The Heavenly Dou Empire's convoy arrived after the Star Luo Empire's.

The Knights remained outside the city, while the participating academies entered.

More than two hundred people were taken by the cardinal of the Spirit Hall to a hotel on the west side of the city. The Star Luo Empire's participating team was in the east of the city.

After a three-day break, the finals officially began.

The arena is located in the center of Wuhun City. The enormous arena is a hundred meters in diameter and is entirely constructed of granite. It was a competition venue specially created by Wuhun City.

The massive arena was further reinforced with a vast number of soul tools to prevent damage. According to information provided by the Spirit Hall, this arena was capable of withstanding any attack from a Soul Master below the Soul Emperor level without being damaged.

The Papal Palace is directly in front of the arena. It's less than a kilometer from the hill where the Papal Palace is located. The Spirit Hall announced in its posted notice that the three finalists would compete in front of the Papal Palace.

The Pope will appear in person and crown the final champion.

The first two rounds of the five-round elimination tournament were uneventful. Shrek Academy participated in the first round against Barak Academy of the Barak Principality. Oscar did not play, and Shrek Academy easily crushed Barak Academy.

Because they came in first place in the qualifying round, they received a bye in the second round.

The third round reached its climax with Shrek Academy facing off against the Star Luo Royal Academy team, and the Spirit Hall Academy team battling against the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team, the same team led by Yu Tianheng that Shrek had previously crushed.

On the competition stage, the seven members of Shrek Academy (Xiao Wu did not participate) lined up in a row, with Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing in the main positions.

"The fated struggle of the Netherworld White Tiger family!"

Dai Mubai gazed at Davis, his older brother who bore a striking resemblance to him.

"Davis, are you ready?"

"Mu Bai, you've really grown up!" Davis smiled with satisfaction. "A five-ring Soul King, an extraordinary achievement. But Zhu Qing's cultivation is a bit weak. A level 38 Soul Master, was she robbed of resources? It seems Mu Bai hasn't taken good care of you!"

Dai Mubai said calmly, "Sowing discord? Will it work?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked coldly at Davis and Zhu Zhuyun, holding tightly to Dai Mubai.

"Zhuqing, if I remember correctly, you're not even fifteen yet. To participate in this competition at such a young age and make it into the top ten... I don't know whether to say you're lucky or just incredibly strong. But that's it for you. Actually, your father and mother miss you very much. But we can't go against the ancestral rules. After the competition, you should come back with me." Zhu Zhuyun didn't have Zhu Zhuqing's coldness, but possessed a captivating charm from within, her gentle voice easily drawing people in.

"Zhu Zhuyun, you don't need to put on this act. If I hadn't left home, I might already be dead at your hands. Missing me? Is there such a thing as kinship in our family?" Zhu Zhuqing's voice grew even colder.

Davis's smile vanished, and he said coldly, "Let's begin."

From Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's expressions, he knew that words were useless; everything would be decided by fists.

"Just what I wanted!"

The referee stepped to the center of the two teams. "The match is ready. You may release your Martial Souls now. The rules remain the same: the loser is eliminated, and the winner advances to the top six. Shrek Advanced Soul Master Academy vs. Star Luo Royal Advanced Soul Master Academy! Ready!"

"Brothers, activate your Martial Souls!" *2

(End of this chapter)