The heavens began from a small hell

When all forces were undercurrents and were planning to do something at the Soul Master Competition, the Soul Master Competition officially kicked off.

The full name of the Soul Master Competition is——

Continental Senior Soul Master Academy Elite Competition.

Those who are eligible to participate are all high-level soul master academies recognized by the two empires or the Spirit Hall.

As long as they are under 25 years old, they can sign up in their respective academies, form a team, and represent their academy in the young generation of soul master event that is attracting attention from the entire continent.

On the day of the competition, Lin Yang and Zhu Zhuqing sat in the audience. His appearance had changed slightly and he was not so noticeable, otherwise they would not be able to watch the game quietly.

Zhu Zhuqing beside him did attract some attention, but she was just a beauty and did not cause any commotion.

The soul masters who officially participated in the competition, such as the women's team from Tianshui College, were all beautiful and had different temperaments, which was what made the audience cheer for them.

Qian Renxue was invited to sit in the VIP seat. She replaced the seat of Platinum Bishop Saras and sat in the most conspicuous first row of the VIP seats with Emperor Xue Ye of the Tiandou Empire and Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

"Who is this woman?"

Many people were guessing about Qian Renxue's identity, and occasionally looked at Sarath in the second row, but they did not see any dissatisfaction from Sarath.

You must know that in the Spirit Temple of Tiandou City, Sarath is the one with the highest status and also represents the face of the Spirit Temple.

Now a strange woman suddenly appeared and made Sarath sit in the back willingly, which made people think deeply.

"Her status in the Spirit Hall is higher than that of the Platinum Bishop Sarath."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes flashed and he was guessing in his heart.

Anyone with eyesight could see that Qian Renxue held a very high status in the Spirit Hall. The only thing that puzzled the leaders of the major forces present was what Qian Renxue's specific identity was.

Descendants of Titled Douluo?
impossible.

It's not that Qian Renxue couldn't be the descendant of a Titled Douluo, but even if she was the son or daughter of a Titled Douluo, it would be impossible for her to sit in the seat that should have belonged to Sarath in such an occasion.

The rules of the Spirit Hall are very strict, and the relatives of the elders are not allowed to act arrogantly. At least no one dares to do so in Spirit City. There may be corruption in the various Spirit Halls, which is also difficult to avoid.

Basically, civilian spirit masters are employed in various positions in the Spirit Hall. A civilian spirit master who comes from a poor background has finally become a person in power and has power in a local Spirit Hall. It is obviously impossible to expect them to be selfless, dedicated, honest and upright.

Gradually, the martial spirit branch halls in various places also had their own situations.

Human hearts are the most complex and changeable, and there is no truly ideal force in the world.

Before, Lin Yang and the other two had been sightseeing along the way, and Qian Renxue had also dealt with some high-level members of the Wuhun Branch Hall who had serious problems. If their crimes were acceptable, she would verbally reprimand them.

Because Qian Renxue couldn't guarantee that after she fired this manager, the next one would do something even more excessive.

"Is she Bibi Dong's daughter?"

After Ning Fengzhi rejected one guess after another, he finally got this seemingly outrageous result.

As everyone knows, Bibi Dong is not married, otherwise the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect would have received some news about it.

But apart from the identity of the Pope's daughter, Ning Fengzhi really didn't understand what identity could make Salas consider herself inferior.

So no matter how outrageous his guess was, Ning Fengzhi had to believe it.

"Looking at her age, she should be around twenty."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself, "Did Bibi Dong give birth to her 20 years ago? I remember that Bibi Dong was still the Saint of the Spirit Hall at that time." "Her mother is Bibi Dong, but what about her father?"

Ning Fengzhi was thinking and was absent-minded in watching the opening ceremony of the Soul Master Competition. When faced with some questions from Emperor Xue Ye, his answers were rather perfunctory.

Emperor Xue Ye didn't care because his mind was also on Qian Renxue.

"To be favored by Bibi Dong, her father is definitely not an ordinary person. Will this affect the current situation?"

Just when Ning Fengzhi was secretly solemn, he saw the Shrek team coming on stage to introduce themselves.

Ning Fengzhi's daughter Ning Rongrong is in Shrek Academy, so of course he will not ignore the Shrek team. After all, his daughter is on the stage. But what makes Ning Fengzhi frown is that the Shrek team's uniform is really ugly. It is shit yellow in color, and there are words like "recruitment" written on the front and back of the clothes.

How could they be here to participate in the Soul Master Competition? They are just a bunch of clowns trying to attract attention!

"How disgusting! What Shrek Academy? I've never heard of it."

"Hahaha, this team uniform is so ugly, are they trying to make their opponents laugh to death?"

"The color of this dress... looks like it fell into a shit pit. I can smell the stench of shit after just a few glances at it."

"Ugh~~~"

"Shrek Team, Shitlaike Team, they are really good, no wonder they wear clothes of this color."

The laughter from the audience was like waves, which made the members of the Shrek team look ugly. They felt like clowns being watched and criticized by everyone without any concealment.

"shallow!"

Tang San's face was very cold. He felt extremely disgusted with those people in the audience.

Don’t judge a book by its cover. Don’t you understand this principle?
"Dean Flanders is such a fool. He insisted that we wear this uniform, saying that we are different and can get sponsorship from others..."

Tang San secretly complained, and subconsciously adjusted his hat.

It was a straw hat woven for him by the fat man Ma Hongjun. Although it didn't look good, it felt good when worn on his head. He would usually take the opportunity of adjusting the hat to hide the murderous intent in his eyes when he was angry.

It was also because Tang San often wore a straw hat that the students in the New Shrek Academy who originally belonged to the Blue Tyrant Academy called Tang San "Straw Hat Tang San" in private.

Soon, Tang San, who was suppressing his anger, stated the goal of the Shrek team as the captain of the team, which was to win the championship...

As expected, it caused a lot of sighs. No one was optimistic about this Shrek ugly team that came out of nowhere.

Ning Fengzhi's gaze was fixed on the Shrek team, and suddenly an idea flashed through his mind.

He had heard unreliable rumors before, saying that Bibi Dong, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, and Yu Xiaogang, the loser of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, were suspected to be together.

If you calculate the time, it seems to be exactly twenty years ago.

Is it...

Ning Fengzhi's heart sank when he thought of a possibility.

What if Bibi Dong’s husband is really from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan? Doesn’t that mean that the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan with thick eyebrows and big eyes has already secretly joined forces with the Spirit Hall?

With the three great sects, Haotian sealing the mountain, and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus secretly forming an alliance with the Spirit Hall, doesn't that mean they are the only one left, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect that is not good at fighting?
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
How could a good-for-nothing like Yu Xiaogang gain the favor of Bibi Dong, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, as the gossip suggested?
He guessed wrong! (End of this chapter)