Chapter 227 Salas' Olive Branch
"Hi sister Wenwen."
Seeing that Wenwen is willing to gamble, Xiao Wu casts an admiring look at her:
For Xiao Wu, being able to establish her status as the eldest sister is indeed something to be happy about.
"The game is not over yet, please pay attention to the current situation."
Seeing that a scene of sisterly affection was about to unfold on the stage, the referee on the side quickly said:
Although the result is already obvious, even the referee has no right to announce the result before one party loses the ability to fight or clearly admits defeat.
His eyes flicked across the faces of the few people on the stage, and the referee's expression was slightly resentful. This is the Continental Elite Soul Master Academy Competition, and it's not for you little sisters to play with emotions here.
"Cough cough~"
Not everyone is as calm as Du Cheng.
Facing the referee's eyes full of resentment, Captain Cang Hui couldn't help coughing twice:
In his opinion, it is indeed their problem to bring such trouble to the referee.
"We concede defeat."
Xiao Wu and the others had all woken up from the illusion, and there was no point in continuing this match. Anyway, Du Cheng's favor had already been won, so he simply chose to admit defeat on the spot.
"In that case..."
The referee is still very satisfied with Captain Cang Hui's understanding.
Smiling to everyone, the referee raised a hand high:
"I declare that the winner of this competition is... Lanba Academy!"
'Lanba Academy, invincible! '
'Du Cheng, Du Cheng, must win the first place! '
……
As soon as the referee's words came out, there was a wave of cheers from the audience.
As the matches progressed, Xiao Wu and the others showed more and more strength, and the odds given to them by the dealer became lower and lower.
But even so, there are still a lot of spectators who buy Lanba Academy to win in every game. After all, no matter what time it is, there are always more people who like stability than people who take risks.
'Crack~'
'Crackling~'
……
Hearing the cheers coming from beside him, Tang Ren, who was also sitting in the auditorium, couldn't help grinding his teeth:
He also participated in the elite soul master competition, and also achieved undefeated results, why the cheers he received will never be as loud as Du Cheng's victory?
"Third brother, don't get angry."
With the experience of this period of time, Dai Mubai and others already had an extremely clear judgment on Tang San's character:
He has a little bit of talent, but compared with these, what is more outstanding is his narrow-mindedness and arrogance.
Obviously both are equally jealous and hostile to Du Cheng, at least Dai Mubai won't get angry with hatred just because of a few cheers.
While persuading Tang San, Dai Mubai couldn't help but look over his big buck teeth:
This mouth full of menacing big buck teeth, could it be because Du Cheng often grinds his teeth because of jealousy?
I have to say that reality is so strange sometimes.
I'm afraid even Tang San couldn't imagine that the secret of his appearance would be guessed by Dai Mubai's complaints.
Closer to home, with the end of the competition between Lanba Academy and Canghui Academy, today's competition has finally come to an end.
And when Du Cheng and others were about to step down, the platinum bishop Salas on the referee's seat suddenly stood up:
"Everyone of Canghui Academy, please stay behind!"
"Ok?"
His eyes fell on Salas who suddenly called him to stop the others, and Captain Cang Hui had a slightly puzzled expression:
"My lord bishop, I don't know if you want to stop us..."
"You were able to display the embryonic form of the seven-in-one fusion technique at such a young age. Although you lost to everyone in Lanba Academy, your talent and hard work have already been recognized by me."
"In the future practice, I hope you can continue to work hard, and don't give up on yourself because of a temporary failure."
"Thank you, Bishop, for reminding me."
Although he didn't give up on his idea, Captain Canghui nodded gratefully after hearing Salas' words:
"We will continue to work hard and strive for a better performance in the following games."
Can't help Captain Canghui not like this, as the Platinum Bishop of Salas, being able to say such words to himself is indeed a great appreciation and encouragement.
Different from the innocence of everyone in Canghui Academy, what flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes was a bit of a sneer:
This old guy, relying on his back to the Wuhun Hall, has always wanted to grow his eyes to the top of his head, when did he actually know how to comfort other soul masters?
No matter from that angle, Ning Fengzhi didn't think that Salas would have any good intentions.
"Encouraging the growth of the younger generation of soul masters is what us old guys should do."
For Captain Canghui's performance, Salas was obviously extremely satisfied.
With a smile on his face, Salas continued:
"I don't need to introduce my identity to you anymore. The reason why I stopped you is not only to fear that your confidence will be affected by a failure, but also to discuss something with you."
Glancing around, Salas suddenly straightened his body:
"I, Salas, as the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall, invite you to join the Spirit Hall, I don't know..."
"How do you feel?"
'hi~'
As soon as Salas's words came out, there was a sound of gasping around.
Envy, jealousy, shock and contempt...
All of a sudden, all kinds of eyes fell on the people of Canghui Academy and Salas.
"Your Excellency, is your practice breaking the rules?"
The All-Continent Elite Soul Master Academy Competition, on the surface, seems to be an opportunity for all young soul masters to show themselves, but in fact it is a great opportunity for the major forces to absorb fresh blood.
For so many years, as long as there is a team with excellent performance in this competition, they will eventually join a big force for various reasons.
Of course, this is actually an unspoken rule that everyone knows:
After all, the major forces need new members, and of course talented young soul masters also need to have a strong enough backer.
In order to prevent affecting the performance of the young soul masters and ensure the fairness of the competition, no matter what kind of performance they have, the major forces will only throw olive branches after the elite soul master competition is completely over.
But today's Salas has undoubtedly broken the rules.
"This one……"
Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Salas' face darkened slightly, and at the same time couldn't help cursing inwardly:
Fusion skills can be mastered at a young age. As long as they have a good teacher, the seven dolls in front of them can at least have the combat power of the title Douluo level when they grow up.
If it is well cultivated, it can even be the same as the Golden Iron Triangle back then, making Title Douluo dare not underestimate it.
As for higher achievements, Salas didn't think about it. After all, compared with foreign talents, Wuhundian is definitely more willing to cultivate their own talents.