You lost!

These three words sounded like a needle piercing her heart in Hu Liena's ears. She subconsciously looked at Xie Yue. In the three-to-two finals of this four major academies, Xie Yue sacrificed herself, took the initiative to admit defeat, and gave up the quota to Hu Liena. Now, the champion position is missing.

The soul power in Hu Liena's body surged out and she struggled violently in the swamp. However, the more she struggled, not only did she not escape from the swamp, but instead increased the degree of sagging of her body. First, her hips, then her waist, and then her chest sank into the quagmire.

In the competition on the ring, unless a person's life is endangered, no one can stop the game in the middle. The reason for this regulation is that someone adopts a strategy of taking the initiative to show weakness, numbing his opponent, and finally attacking his opponent at a critical moment, and finally winning the game.

"Don't you admit defeat?" Su Chen asked.

Hu Liena was in the swamp and looked up at Su Chen. Her jade hand tightly said, "How could your ten thousand-year soul ring have two soul skills?"

Su Chen shook his head and said, "To be precise, this is also a soul skill I created!"

"Homemade soul skills? You actually created two soul skills?" Hu Liena said in surprise.

"Yes." Su Chen nodded.

"How is it possible! If you can create a soul skill yourself, you are already one of the geniuses in a hundred. Have you actually created two soul skills?" Hu Liena stared at Xiao Han in shock and questioning. There were actually people in the world who were even better than her and her brother Xie Yue.

"There is no need to be so surprised. In fact, it is not difficult to create your own soul skills!" Su Chen smiled faintly, his smile was very gentle. It made people feel that he was not showing off. In fact, even if Su Chen was showing off, it was really awesome!

In fact, it is not difficult to create your own soul skills!

Hu Liena was speechless. Only those who know their own martial souls and soul power attributes could be able to create their own soul skills. It was only possible. Even some titled Douluo, some people did not create their own soul skills. Su Chen actually said that it is not difficult to create their own soul skills! I am afraid that the entire Douluo Continent, who created two soul skills, would only be at the age of twelve, dared to say this!

Hu Liena had to accept Su Chen in front of her. Her hands were clenched slowly and stretched out slowly. She slowly let out a long breath. What if she refused to give in at this time? The swamp had spread to her neck. Could it be that she could conquer Su Chen with her mouth?

"You won!" Hu Liena looked down and she stubbornly didn't say the word "I admit defeat".

Dong

Su Chen made seals with both hands, then slapped his palms at the ground. Hu Liena, who was trapped in the swamp, flew out of the swamp. When her feet fell to the ground, the swamp under her feet had turned into the hard rocks before. This scene looked very magical.

"Can you satisfy my unhappy request?" Hu Liena said suddenly.

"You talk first. If you ask for it reason, I can satisfy you." Su Chen smiled.

"Can you take off your mask?" Hu Liena asked seriously.

"Mask?" Su Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, I want to remember your appearance. One day, I will defeat you!" Hu Liena's jade hand held tightly again.

"I can't meet your request. Defeating me does not mean judging my appearance." Su Chen smiled and rejected Hu Liena's request.

"Everyone! After six rounds of competition, we finally won the final championship. The champion of this friendship match between the four major soul master academies of Wuhun City is..."

"Su Chen! Su Chen! Su Chen!"

The host deliberately paused, and the audience in the audience shouted the same person's name.

"That's right, he is Su Chen!" The host raised Su Chen's hand and said loudly.

"What an unexpected little guy!"

In the VIP room with one-way perspective glass, Bibidong's eyes fell on Su Chen. He said slowly: "Two, it's time for us to show up!"

"What a lucky little guy!"

Ju Douluo looked at Su Chen with shock and envy in his eyes. The latter's talent is indeed qualified to become the direct disciple of the Pope of the Wuhun Palace.

Above the arena, a golden light bursts out, accompanied by nine soul rings. The colors of the soul rings are yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, and black. Next to the golden light, there is also the color of the soul ring. The difference is that there is a black phantom behind its owner, which looks like a pair of wings.

"Titled Douluo!"

"Ju Douluo!"

"Ghost Douluo!"

Everyone on the arena was shocked. Unexpectedly, the friendship match between the four major academies, which was just a routine, would alarm the titled Douluo.

Could it be that Douluo, the titled Douluo, is interested in some people in this generation? He wants to accept him as his direct disciple?

"I've seen the Crown!"

Not only the host, the cardinal, but also the audience in the audience stood up one by one and saluted extremely respectfully at the two figures falling from the sky.

Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo walked onto the ring and saluted respectfully to the sky and said, "Welcome to His Majesty the Pope!"

His Majesty the Pope?

Everyone except Su Chen on the arena was shocked. His Majesty the Pope was going to visit here in person? Could it be that the Pope was finally moved. He found someone who could satisfy his heart and wanted to take him as his direct disciple!

In the sky, a figure slowly descended. She was not tall, and her golden long skirt was extremely integrated from head to toe. The dazzling dress was shining with more than a hundred red, blue and gold gems on it. The nine-curved purple gold crown on top of her head was even more brilliant. She held a scepter about two meters long and inlaid with countless gems. Her fair skin and almost perfect face made her look so unique. Especially the invisible noble and sacred expression on her body made her feel even more radiant.

"See Your Majesty the Pope!"

Unlike Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo, everyone in the huge arena knelt on one knee towards Bibidong. Some devout people even knelt on both knees at Bibidong, as if worshiping a god.

"All up!"

An ethereal and nice voice echoed in the square. When everyone stood up, their eyes fell on Su Chen's body.

A long time ago, there was a rumor: Bibidong would accept disciples. If he could win the championship of the four major academy friendship matches, he would have hope of becoming Bibidong's direct disciple. Bibidong's direct disciple will be the first heir to the Pope of the Wuhun Palace in the future. Perhaps he was the champion of previous friendship matches, which was not enough to make Bibidong's heart-warming, so since the birth of the rumors, no one has such a good fortune to become Bibidong's direct disciple.
Chapter completed!