For the final of the elite competition of the Advanced Soul Master Academy in the Continental, the Spirit Hall specially opened up a dedicated venue.

The venue is located in the center of the Wuhun Hall. The diameter of the arena alone is 100 meters long, and it is all made of hard texture granite.

In addition, since it is a soul master competition, in order to prevent the ring from being destroyed by the contestants' soul skills, the Spirit Hall specially reinforced it with a large number of soul guides. According to the data given by the Spirit Hall, the ring can withstand any attacks from soul masters below the Soul Emperor.

Looking at the entire continent, especially the two empires, there is no such great ability and willing to build such a temporary site. The wealth of the Wuhun Hall can be seen.

Right in front of the arena is the Holy Land of the Soul Master. Only those who enter the top three finals can compete in front of the Pope's Hall. Once they win the final championship, they can be awarded the title by the Pope and awarded the championship prize. For the Soul Master, this is a lifelong glory!

"Everyone!"

While everyone was looking forward to it, a young man walked onto the ring.

"Su Yuntao?"

Su Chen smiled in surprise. The young man was Su Yuntao.

"Master, it's him. At that time, he said that my martial soul was an abandoned martial soul." Xiao Xingyue pointed at Su Yuntao.

Although Xiao Xingyue was only one year old when she awakened her martial soul. But later, Xiao Xingyue met Su Yuntao once. Because of Su Yuntao's words, it affected her life for more than ten years. Xiao Xingyue never forgot about Su Yuntao.

Su Yuntao walked onto the ring and said loudly: "I believe that the teachers of your respective academy have told you about the competition system. I won't say much about the extra nonsense. Please invite the finals of the Elite Soul Master Competition of the All-China Advanced Colleges, the first round of the competition team, Longkui Academy and Yinfeng Academy."

"etc!"

As soon as Su Yuntao finished speaking, a childish voice suddenly sounded. Everyone looked in the voice. The person who spoke was not from an ordinary team, but from a seed player representing the Wuhun Palace Academy.

Seeing Su Chen speak out, Xie Yue, Hu Liena, Zhang Ping, Yan, Xu Yu and Li Kai are all looking at Su Chen in surprise. The current competition has nothing to do with the Wuhun Palace Academy. Su Chen speaks out at this time, what exactly do you want to do!

"Can I go on the ring?" Su Chen asked.

"Do you have something to say?" Su Yuntao asked.

"Yes." Su Chen nodded.

Su Yuntao looked back, and there were several people from the organizing committee standing there. Seeing them nodding, he immediately called Su Chen to the ring.

"I want to change the competition system. This year's competition? We have to play fresh tricks." Su Chen said with a smile.

"What?"

"You want to change the rules of the competition?"

"Who do you think you are? Change the rules if you say you change them. Don't forget that you are just a member of the seed team of the Wuhun Palace Academy!"

When facing Su Chen's words? The people around were surprised and mocked Su Chen.

"This friend? You may not know one thing. Apart from being a member of the seed team of the Wuhun Palace Academy, I am also the Holy Son of the Wuhun Palace, and I have a say in the game." Su Chen smiled friendly.

"What? Are you still the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?"

The team member who mocked Su Chen? He looked at Su Chen in surprise. Su Chen was actually the holy son of the Spirit Hall.

The Holy Son of the Wuhun Palace is equivalent to the Crown Prince of the Empire. As the Holy Son? He does have a say in the competition.

"That's right? He is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. His Majesty the Pope had already announced the world not long ago." The person who spoke was Su Yuntao. As a member of the Spirit Hall, Su Yuntao was still familiar with this matter.

When Su Yuntao said this, his figure was straight. Speaking of which, Su Chen's martial soul was awakened with his help! Moreover, Su Yuntao recommended the holy son of the Martial Soul Hall to enter the Soul Master Academy of the Martial Soul Hall. It was the kind of honor for Su Yuntao to recommend the holy son of the Martial Soul Hall to enter the Soul Master Academy.

It was because of this that Su Yuntao walked out of Notting City? He entered Wuhun City to work. Thinking of this, Su Yuntao was only grateful to Su Chen.

"Then how do you want to change the competition system?" Flander asked out loud.

Su Chen and Shrek Academy have a bad relationship. Su Chen wants to change the competition system, which is absolutely no benefit for Shrek Academy.

Su Chen smiled and stood on the ring. Scan the teams from the two empires around him. He rushed to the various academies here. He smiled and said, "To be honest, you are really excellent. You are better than the soul masters on the mainland at 98.99%."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

It was rare to have such an opportunity, Oscar spoke proudly.

Su Chen smiled, looked at Oscar, changed his subject and said, "But, please forgive me for your fault. If the teams present in every academy are compared with the teams in the Wuhun Palace Academy, you will be rubbish."

"What?"

"What?"

"What did you say? You dare to say that we are all trash. Even if you are the saint son of the Spirit Hall, are you too arrogant? "

"Yes, I seriously doubt whether you have the ability to become the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!"

Facing Su Chen's crazy words, the hatred around him soared to 100. Dai Mubai from Shrek Academy missed this opportunity to suppress Su Chen. He doubted whether Su Chen could become the saint son of the Spirit Hall!

"What I'm talking about is that you are actually very outstanding, very outstanding." Su Chen argued with a smile.

"No, Sheng Son, what you said just now is that we are all trash!" Dai Mubai said.

"Yes. But if you compare with our Wuhun Palace Academy team, you are indeed trash." Su Chen nodded without denying and admitted.

"you!"

Dai Mubai was speechless, and the others were also speechless. They stared at Su Chen with anger.

"Su Chen, as the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, you must have something to say?" Flander asked cunningly. In his words, like Dai Mubai, he kept a sage from his holy son, as if he was afraid that others would forget that the crazy person in front of him was the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!

"That's right. The competitions once every five years always follow the old competition system, which is too boring. This year, I want to play some new tricks to add a beautiful stroke to our life." Su Chen nodded and nodded.

"Son, what do you want to play?" Flander asked with a smile with a smile on his face with an intriguing curve on his lips.

How to play?
Chapter completed!