Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

"We admit defeat!"

Hu Liena spoke softly as she looked at Wang Mo, who was standing in front of her like a mountain with no top, with complicated eyes.

beat?
There is no way to fight anymore.

Although a Contra at level [-] has not yet obtained a soul ring, Contra is Contra.

In front of Wang Mo, who is invincible at the same level, being two levels lower is no different from a father beating his son.

Moreover, she had already used the Martial Soul Fusion Technique, and the Martial Soul Avatar had also been used up. In this case, facing Wang Mo who was in full state against the Martial Soul Avatar.
She has a half chance of winning because she claims to have outstanding talents in the golden generation.

"are you sure?"

Hearing this, Ju Douluo Yueguan looked at Hu Liena with a serious face.

Wang Mo and the others have already defeated several other teams that have entered the finals with a complete victory record. If the Wuhundian team also admits defeat, then this elite competition can already be declared over.

Because the champion has been born.

At the same time, because of the previous agreement between Wang Mo and the Pope, he will succeed as the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace at the moment he holds the championship trophy, and will be qualified to succeed the next Pope.

This is a very important moment for Wuhun Palace.

This is related to the future direction of Wuhun Palace and an important turning point in determining who will be the leading unit to carry out work in the future.

Wuhun Palace will undergo a certain degree of reshuffle.

"determine."

Hu Liena nodded slightly.

Whether she admits defeat or not, the outcome is already determined, and she is also leaning towards Wang Mo succeeding as the Holy Son. The reason why she chooses to fight this game instead of admitting defeat directly is to live up to the trust of her teammates.

Facts have proved that her vision was indeed correct.

This hot man is really outstanding and strong!
"Well."

Yue Guan took a deep breath and turned to look at the surrounding audience and the mainland executives in the center seat.

"Because the Golden Generation of Wuhundian team was defeated and surrendered, the Huangdou team once again scored three points, achieving an excellent result of up to [-] points, and successfully won the final championship. Let us congratulate them."

"At the same time, the competition for the third and third place seats will be held next."

The next game?

It doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter at all.

Everyone stared blankly at the figures standing on the stage, looking at their youthful and energetic figures, and they all sent their highest blessings and warm applause.

champion!
Originally, when the competition format was changed to a points competition, everyone thought that the finals would be very long. Unexpectedly, not even a morning passed before the championship was announced!
All this is because of the young man named Wang Mo.

With his tyrannical strength, one god and six legs, he directly led the Imperial Fighter Team to the championship.

Regarding his terrifying personal strength, no one in the audience who watched every battle was dissatisfied.

In the face of absolute strength, any opponent is nothing more than a chicken or a dog.

"Won!"

Looking at the audience standing and applauding around him, Fu Ye clenched his fists and hugged Oslo who rushed to the ring next to him.

"We are the champions!" Two clear tears instantly fell down Ning Rongrong's smiling face.

"We are great, really!" Yufeng opened his hands to the sky, making a gesture of embracing the sky.

Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan looked at each other and smiled at each other.

Ye Lingling gently put her small hand on Wang Mo's big hand and stood side by side with him, leaning her head lightly on his shoulder, as quiet as ever.

As for Yang Lin, he held his martial soul scepter aloofly and watched everything coldly.

But the crazily raised corners of his mouth gave him away.

Although everyone already knew the result, when the championship actually fell to them, the joy was still a bit beyond words.Everyone was happy and excited.

Except Yan.

Looking at Wang Mo, who was surrounded by stars in the center, like the core of the world, Yan's heart was full of sourness.

Who doesn’t want to be surrounded in the middle and be watched by everyone’s attention?

Ugh.

Sighing slightly, Yan shook his head to get rid of the unnecessary thoughts in his mind, but still sent his most sincere blessings to Wang Mo.

Skills are not as good as people, there is nothing to say.

Amid the congratulations and applause of everyone present, the Royal Fighter team walked off the ring and returned to their player resting area.

There is also competition for the third place and the first place. The awards will only be given after all the competitions are over.

So they are not really champions yet.

"congratulations."

Instructor Qin Ming looked at the team members approaching in front with a bright smile on his face, mixed with a little pride.

This is the student he taught under Qin Ming!

"Old Qin, this is too vain. You might as well give each of us [-] gold soul coins." Wang Mo smiled and shook his head.

"That's right, let's do something practical." Yufeng Osluo and others started to cheer.

Qin Ming rolled his eyes angrily. "What are you thinking? How much do I earn as a teacher per month? For [-] gold soul coins each, you might as well just sell me."

"There are, there are, there are all."

At this moment, Meng Shenji, whose old face almost turned into a chrysanthemum with laughter, came over quickly.

"In addition to the rewards given by the imperial royal family, the academy will give you each a reward of five thousand gold soul coins. How about it? Is it interesting?"

Wang Mo looked at him in surprise and bumped him lightly with his shoulder. "Okay, Lao Meng, when did you become so generous and rich? Or did you make some money from a landlord?"

Wang Mo has a deep understanding of this deceitful dean.

When he first joined Tiandou Royal Academy, the academy launched a study and exchange activity with other high-level soul master academies.

Before leaving, Meng Shenji quietly pulled him and said that he had extraordinary talent and unparalleled strength. He praised him and gave him a bag of spiritual cultivation herbs as a benefit, so that he could protect him while learning and communicating. Ensure the life safety of every member.

Wang Mo was so naive at the time that he simply believed it to be true.

It wasn't until later that I found out that this deceitful dean was telling every student the same thing.

As for the spiritual grass, it is a normal cultivation material distributed by the academy to students. Because it takes three years at a time and cannot be replenished in the middle, it is directly distributed for three years.

Just this one thing, Wang Mo will remember him for the rest of his life!

But now, such a deceitful dean is willing to reward each person with 5000 gold soul coins. Although he has won the overall championship of the Continental Elite Competition, Wang Mo feels something is wrong no matter how he thinks about it.

"Go, go, can't you just miss me?"

Meng Shenji was ready to make something up at first, but when he saw the distrustful eyes everyone looked at him, his heart instantly became angry.

What look?
What's with those suspicious looks in your eyes?

"Ok."

Everyone is an acquaintance, and it will be difficult to deceive them too much. Meng Shenji helplessly raised his forehead. "This money was actually given by His Highness Xue Qinghe to reward everyone for winning the crown."

"Hey~"

A group of people immediately looked at him with disdain. (End of chapter)