Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

 Thunder applause.

Sitting in the center of the first row of the VIP seats, Prince Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire disguised as Qian Renxue, slowly stood up.

Then he raised his right hand and waved lightly to the 80,000 spectators in the auditorium and the participating soul masters who were arranged in a neat formation below.

The thunderous applause quickly stopped, and the square became silent.

The gentle, elegant and magnetic voice spread throughout the audience through the amplified soul guide:

“In view of the fact that my father is in ill health and it is not appropriate to attend the opening ceremony of this Soul Master Elite Competition, I have been specifically asked to take full responsibility for this matter.”

“So, by the will of my father, I, the Crown Prince of the Tiandou Empire, Xue Qinghe, on behalf of the Tiandou Empire and the organizer of this competition, announce that the Pan-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is now open!”

 Applause thundered again, and cheers came and went.

Listening to the thunderous applause and cheers from all around, Qian Renxue had a gentle smile on her face, but deep in her eyes there seemed to be a bit far-fetched, as if she was not excited about this competition. .

To be honest, she doesn't really like this crowded, noisy environment.

 If you really want to say it, she prefers to be quiet.

For example, she likes the secret room in her palace very much because it is quiet and private. In it, she can be unscrupulous, let herself go, and do whatever she wants.

If it weren't for her current identity as Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of the Tiandou Empire, and Emperor Xue Ye, who was supposed to attend the opening ceremony, had been poisoned and was bedridden, she would have to host it in person, otherwise Qian Renxue really wouldn't want to show up. it's here.

 Fortunately, there is Ye Qifeng beside me.

 His presence greatly alleviated Qian Renxue's dislike. Except for the ups and downs of Huo Wu's arrival, everything felt pretty good.

 When the applause fell silent again, Qian Renxue collected her thoughts and continued speaking in the benevolent and humble image of Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of Tiandou:

“Here, I hope that all the soul masters participating in this competition can give full play to their strengths and achieve good results.”

"You are all the pride of the Tiandou Empire. For the glory of the empire, show your light to the fullest!"

As soon as he finished speaking, applause rang out for the third time.

 After listening to His Highness the Crown Prince’s speech, the soul masters in the center of the competition venue couldn’t help but let out a burning light in their eyes.

 For them, the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is definitely the best stage for them to show their strength.

After Qian Renxue finished her speech, Shi Shiran sat back down. In the process, she quietly winked at Ye Qifeng, who was looking at him with a smile.

At this time, the emcee’s voice sounded again from the loudspeaker soul guide:

“Next, I would like to invite Mr. Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, to give a speech for this competition.”

As the applause reappeared, Ning Fengzhi stood up slowly with a smile on his face. As the number one auxiliary soul master in the soul master world and an authority among the auxiliary soul masters, he has received a lot of attention.

After getting up from his seat, Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly. He waved his hands around first, then pressed his hands. After the applause and cheers quieted down, he slowly spoke:

“I am very happy to be invited to be the opening guest of this Soul Master Elite Competition.”

“As the sect leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, I have witnessed the growth of too many soul masters. As the most noble profession in the mainland, the development of soul masters requires many hardships.”

"But what I want to say is that the edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

“Those participating in this Soul Master Competition are undoubtedly the elites of the younger generation. As His Highness the Crown Prince just said, I hope you can bring glory to the empire and also bring glory to your own academy.”

 “The empire needs talents like you. Thank you!”

The moment Ning Feng finished his speech, a sincere smile appeared on the face of Xue Qinghe, the crown prince of Tiandou disguised by Qian Renxue.

Of course, this is for Ning Fengzhi to see, and also for the powerful nobles of the Tiandou Empire.

Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, and the emcee’s voice quickly followed, resounding throughout the audience:

“Thank you, Sect Master Ning, for your speech. You are the most powerful auxiliary soul master. I have a question to ask you on behalf of the audience watching this battle.”

“Which one of the twenty-nine teams participating in the Tiandou City Division Qualifiers this time is your favorite?”

Ning Fengzhi’s eyes flickered slightly when he heard this, but the expression on his face did not change at all, and he still had a faint smile:

“I’m afraid I can’t answer you as to which team I’m most optimistic about.”

"But in this competition, in addition to the Tiandou Royal Academy team that entered the finals as the seed team, there are two other teams that I am more optimistic about. As for which of these two teams is stronger or weaker, I can't say for sure. , I’m afraid we can only judge through the competition.”

“Oh?” The emcee showed a hint of surprise, “There are actually two teams that Sect Leader Ning is optimistic about?”

“So, may I ask, Sect Leader Ning, which two teams can win your favor?”

Ning Fengzhi glanced across Qian Renxue towards Ye Qifeng, and then said matter-of-factly:

“This first team is naturally the second team of Wuhundian Academy brought by Ye Qifeng Shengzi.”

"There is no doubt about the strength of the students of Wuhundian Academy. It can be seen from the previous elite competitions of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy. Although they are only affiliated to the second team, this sect leader believes that their strength will definitely win this soul master competition. One of the most popular.”

 “As for the other branch?”

Speaking of this, Ning Fengzhi smiled mysteriously:

“Let this sect master hold off for a while and leave it in suspense for now, but I can guarantee that their strength cannot be underestimated and they definitely have the ability to pass the qualifiers.”

Ye Qifeng didn't feel any emotion towards Ning Fengzhi's compliment. He just smiled and arched his hand and said nothing more.

 But the audience had already started a heated discussion at this time, and they all speculated about which other team Ning Fengzhi was optimistic about.

No one would doubt the strength of Wuhundian's second team, but there was no clue as to which team the other team was.

After all, in addition to the second team of Wuhundian, there were twenty-eight teams participating in the qualifiers, but only five teams were able to qualify in the end. How could it be so easy to guess.

The Crown Prince of the Tiandou Empire, Xue Qinghe, ended his impassioned speech, and Ning Fengzhi also made a beautiful speech, and soon it was time for the lottery ceremony to begin.

After Ning Fengzhi sat back down in his seat, the master of ceremonies secretly cleared his throat, and a loud and clear voice sounded in the amplified soul guide:

“It’s a pity that I couldn’t get out from Sect Leader Ning which other team he is optimistic about.”

“Next, I would like to invite the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, His Highness Ye Qifeng, to draw lots for the first round of qualifying.”

“After the draw is over, the Tiandou Royal Academy vice-team will play against their opponents from the first round draw. This will also be the only game today.”

Amid thunderous applause, Ye Qifeng stood up and waved, then spoke with a warm voice:

“I am very happy to be invited to be the opening guest of this Soul Master Elite Competition and to host the drawing ceremony for the first round of qualifiers, but what I want to say is, please forgive me for refusing.”

"Ah, this" Hearing that Ye Qifeng actually refused to host the lottery ceremony, the master of the ceremony was a little confused for a moment, as if he was stuck and speechless. This was beyond his expectation and he didn't know what to do. At this time, Qian Renxue on the side and Ning Fengzhi on the other side both cast surprised glances at Ye Qifeng.

The participating soul master students standing in the center of the competition venue, as well as the audience in the auditorium, looked at each other in confusion.

 Strictly speaking, this should be regarded as a competition accident.

After all, the competition process has been arranged in advance, but now the variable Ye Qifeng has appeared. If the progress of the competition is affected, the emcee responsible for presiding over the opening ceremony will definitely bear some responsibility.

 This caused cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

Fortunately, Ye Qifeng’s next words relieved the host of the ceremony’s nervousness:

"You don't need to be surprised. There is a reason why I refused to host the drawing ceremony for the first round of qualifiers. After all, I am the leader of Wuhundian's second team, and I am also a member of the participating teams. I will conduct the qualifiers. I’m afraid there’s something wrong with the lottery ceremony.”

“In order to reflect the fairness and impartiality of this Soul Master Elite Competition, I think it would be better to use another person to draw lots.”

As soon as Ye Qifeng finished speaking, there was a moment of silence.

In the end, the smarter emcee came to his senses first and understood Ye Qifeng’s meaning in an instant:

“Then, may I ask His Highness the Son, who do you think is more appropriate to draw lots?”

Ye Qifeng did not answer the emcee's question immediately, but asked instead:

“According to the opening ceremony procedures of previous Soul Master Elite Competitions, the drawing ceremony seems to be hosted by Wuhun Palace?”

The emcee immediately responded:

"Yes."

Ye Qifeng coughed and said with a smile:

“In that case, let the leader of Tiandou City Spirit Temple and Platinum Bishop Salas draw lots for the battle.”

"According to the original opening ceremony process, Salas should have been the guest responsible for hosting the lottery ceremony, but because of my arrival, he took a back seat. Then, it is most appropriate for Salas to host it. .”

“His Royal Highness, Sect Master Ning, what do you two think?”

Xue Qinghe, who was disguised by Qian Renxue, naturally had no objection and quickly nodded in agreement:

 “This prince agrees.”

Ning Fengzhi thought for a while. Although he felt in his heart that there could be no absolute fairness and impartiality in this soul master elite competition, since Ye Qifeng himself refused, he had nothing to say, so he nodded:

 “This sect leader has no objection either.”

"Okay, then it's decided." Ye Qifeng smiled slightly, turned around and waved to an old man in the second row behind who was wearing a five-pointed platinum crown, "Salas."

Salas is a skinny old man with a head of white hair carefully combed, and a goatee on his chin. His shoulders are very narrow, and his slender body is like a javelin. His whole body is shrouded in a big red robe. , eyes slightly closed, sitting in the seat as if falling asleep.

"exist!"

Hearing the call of the Seven Winds of Night, Sara immediately jumped up from her seat and quickly came to the former to bow.

“You will be the one to preside over the drawing ceremony for the Soul Master Elite Competition. After all, this is what you are responsible for.”

Ye Qifeng said without any nonsense and directly.

 “Yes, His Royal Highness the Son!”

Salas did not dare to neglect and immediately agreed.

At first he thought that he would have nothing to do in this Soul Master Elite Competition, and was about to squint and take a rest, but he did not expect that His Highness the Son of God would actually give him the opportunity to preside over the drawing ceremony.

 This made Salas feel a little flattered.

Led by the palace maid, Salas walked slowly to the emcee and began to draw lots. Every time a pair of opponents was drawn, he announced with an old and hoarse voice through the amplified soul guide in the emcee's hand:

“The first round of the qualifying round, Flame Glory Academy versus Yuesi Academy.”

“The first round of the qualifiers, Lanba Academy versus Purple Star Academy.”

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“The first round of the qualifying round, Wuhundian Academy versus Canghui Academy.”

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“In the first round of the qualifying round, Tiandou Royal Academy faced off against Auckland Academy.

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 …

　　The draw for the first round of the qualifiers was announced. There was no booing from the audience because they suspected that the draw was fraudulent, as was originally expected. However, some people were happy and some were worried.

 The ones who felt happy were naturally the Shrek Seven Monsters who represented the Tiandou Royal Academy.

No one paid much attention to the other colleges' matches against the Shrek Seven Devils, but when they heard that their opponents in the first round turned out to be the little-known Auckland College, everyone couldn't help but have relaxed smiles on their faces.

They have all heard that Oakland Academy is not outstanding in strength and can only be said to be average. It belongs to the kind of mid-range team that is better than the top but not as good as the bottom. It has never made it out of the previous Soul Master Elite Competition and entered the promotion round.

 Such an opponent couldn't be easier for the Shrek Seven Devils.

Ma Hongjun pressed his fingers and made a series of creaking sounds, with a mean smile on his fat face:

“Great, we met a weak team. Let’s attack them this time and kill the chicken to show the monkeys, so that the superficial audience can see what strength is.”

After speaking, he looked at Tang San, eager to try:

 “Third brother, let me appear later.”

Tang San smiled slightly, as if he had a plan in mind, and nodded lightly:

"Okay. Since we are not encountering a strong team, let's proceed as planned. Let's fight quickly and try to resolve the battle within one minute, so that all the ordinary people who ridicule us can shut up."

The Shrek Seven Devils were full of joy, but the people at Canghui Academy who had had conflicts with them before were a little sad.

 Everyone's face was extremely serious, with no trace of a smile.

As soon as they came up, they encountered the second team of Wuhun Palace. This made all the students of Canghui Academy who were preparing to show off their talents in the Soul Master Elite Competition couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. (End of chapter)