Chapter 343 Can you represent Spirit Hall?

A huge ball of dark golden light exploded on the field.

Never to Return is one of the most proficient magical skills that Tang San has mastered, and it is also one of the most powerful offensive skills among the Thirteen Styles of Poseidon.

The so-called Thirteen Styles of Poseidon are actually the soul skills of the Golden Trident when it was still Poseidon's martial soul. There are thirteen in total, and they were transformed into divine skills after he ascended to the god level, just like the Nether White Tiger is called a divine soul fusion skill after it reaches the god level. Ning Rongrong's third soul skill is called "Three Days: God".

Therefore, when this so-called divine skill is released, the operation of soul power can also be achieved. However, if Tang San wants to use the Soul King level of no return now, he will have to pay a huge price, so -

Tang San's right arm exploded at this moment, with blood gushing out. If he had not reached the Soul King level now, and the soul ring of the Clear Sky Hammer also helped him to replenish part of the strength of his body, then now it would not be just flesh and blood exploding, but white bones could be seen.

Instead, the entire right arm was broken off, even shattered!

A figure slowly emerged on the stage. It turned out to be the Spirit Hall's 89th-level Defense Soul Douluo, Huyan Zhen!

He used his body to help the members of the Four Phases Academy block the attack.

The martial spirit of the Elephant Armor Sect is the Diamond Mammoth. With the 89th level of spirit power, Hu Yanzhen is stronger than Niu Gao. But at this time, he couldn't help but be surprised, because the huge lethality of the explosion was enough to seriously injure the Soul Saint who couldn't open the martial spirit's true body!

"Old Rhino owes me a favor." Huyan Zhen grinned and said to Niu Sheng, who was also a defense type.

"Thank you, Senior Huyan..." Niu Sheng said a little nervously.

Tang San’s eyes went dark.

He should have fainted due to exhaustion, but the flesh and blood on his right arm exploded, revealing the eerie white bones, and the intense pain continued to stimulate his nerves.

Moreover, he recognized the man in front of him who looked like a mountain of flesh. This was Tian Xiang Hu Yan Zhen, who should have been killed instantly by him with his golden trident!

"Damn you Hu Yanzhen, how could you survive the attack of the Sea God's magic skill!" He roared angrily in his heart, "How could you save the people of the four affiliated clans? They haven't told me what the Burial Love Clan is!"

The referee announced the result of the match at this time.

After all, this brilliant light allowed a Soul Douluo to come out to save people, and the result is self-evident.

"Referee! Tournament staff! We request medical treatment!" Outside the arena, Yu Xiaogang shouted hurriedly, "This is what your Spirit Hall promised. You must save our players!"

Shi Yueyi, who was sitting in the VIP seat, glanced at them calmly and nodded: "Yes."

"But your actions have already involved murder on the stage, so..."

"The problem is, they are not dead!" Yu Xiaogang shouted anxiously, "They are not dead, so what is the basis for saying that?"

"Asshole! How do you talk to the Saint?"

The referee was a cardinal, whose cultivation level was at least level 70. With a wave of his hand, he blew Yu Xiaogang away.

"What are you doing?!" Liu Erlong roared.

"How dare you directly contradict Her Highness the Saint? Who the hell do you think you are?" The referee glared at Yu Xiaogang.

This guy must be a shrewd man to be able to become a cardinal. He certainly knows that Her Highness the Saint is dissatisfied with Tang San, Yu Xiaogang and others. Moreover, Her Highness the Saint has recently begun to contact the management of the Spirit Hall. Isn't that the future Pope?

Not to mention Her Royal Highness the Saint's performance in the past two days, we must show our goodwill quickly now.

"Okay." Shi Yueyi stood up, then her figure flashed and she came directly to the stage.

A cyan-gold light flashed on her body, and her soul power flowed out like water, directly covering the fourteen people on the stage. Three minutes later, all their wounds were healed, except for Tang San.

But Shi Yueyi kindly cleaned away the broken flesh on Tang San's right arm, leaving only the bones.

"You are right. The people from the Four Phases Academy are indeed alive. But everyone can see that the attack just now was meant to kill, not to fight. As a punishment, your team member's right arm will slowly recover on its own. The injuries of the others have already healed."

This made Tang San even more uncomfortable.

Not because of his right arm.

It was because he clearly felt that the power of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Soul Bone healed him, but it just wouldn't completely heal him, leaving him with the injuries caused by the explosion of the Blue Silver Overlord Spear!

"How can this be possible! How can this be done!" Yu Xiaogang struggled to stand up.

"Bang——" and then he flew out again.

The one who took action this time was not the referee, nor Shi Yueyi, but a Soul King in the audience.

"The kids at the Slime Engineering Academy all look pretty tough, but why do they become clowns when it comes to you as a teacher?" said the Soul King with disdain.

Someone nearby whispered, "These students don't look like good people."

The Soul King's face froze. "I just finished my retreat. This is the second match I've watched. I don't know much about other things. I only know that Yu Xiaogang is a piece of shit. He can't even copy without understanding, and he copied himself into a clown. What Her Highness the Saint said in two minutes the day before yesterday is enough for him to learn for a lifetime!"

Yu Xiaogang stood up angrily. He had naturally heard about Shi Yueyi's teachings during the competition, but he felt that it was just that the Saint must have received formal education from the Spirit Hall, and he just didn't finish stealing... and was kicked out after he finished learning.

Just when Yu Xiaogang was about to explode, Flanders stopped him and shook his head to signal him to shut up.

Then he said to Shi Yueyi: "Your Highness, I apologize for Xiao San's behavior just now. With your cultivation level, you should be able to feel that Xiao San was definitely in the state of playing the game at that time, so he didn't stop immediately. He didn't mean it!"

"Yes." October nodded, "That's why I didn't expel you from the competition, and I cured the other team members."

Flanders: "..."

"Rules are rules. The Soul Master Competition is not for you to fight to the death. If you want to fight to the death, you can sign up for the Soul Master Competition of the Spirit Hall, or build your own sect to participate in the Sect Ranking Competition. Then you can kill your opponent however you want. But now, you can't!"

Shi Yueyi stared at Shrek and his group: "Now, I give you two choices. First, the Spirit Hall will heal him, and you will withdraw from this competition. Second, you will continue to participate, but you will not heal his right hand. You choose."

"You are just a Saint Maiden, can you represent Spirit Hall?" Tang San said gritting his teeth.

"She can!"

"She can."

Two voices came directly from inside the Spirit Hall, one was Qian Daoliu and the other was Bibi Dong.

"Your Majesty the Pope!"

"Great tribute to Your Majesty!"

The other Spirit Hall personnel present all bowed in the direction of the Third Spirit Hall.

Qian Daoliu's voice continued to be heard: "If you think the Saint is not important enough, then I, the chief priest of the Elders' Hall, will announce the latest decision of the Elders' Council to the whole world. Shi Yueyi is the successor to the Pope."

"Wow—"

The audience was all surprised, but the cardinal was secretly delighted.

Everyone looked at Tang San and others.

Tang San's eyes were almost murderous. He said unwillingly: "Let's continue to participate. You can figure out a way to fix my arm yourself."

Shi Yueyi tilted her head: "Well, I forgot to mention that if the Spirit Hall hadn't given you a piece of right arm bone, your bones would probably have been cracked by now."