Award Ceremony

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After the preliminaries in Heaven Dou City ended, the award ceremony began. On the second day, the tournament's organizing committee began to award the qualification certificates to the top five teams in the preliminaries.

Fang Xuan had earned more than ten thousand gold soul coins after a month of continuous battles.

For every victory in the preliminaries, the team would be awarded five hundred gold soul coins. Heaven Dou's second team was able to advance because of Fang Xuan's contributions.

Therefore, this money naturally went to Fang Xuan. No one had any objections.

The main purpose of this award ceremony was to give out the prize money and qualification certificates to the teams. The top five teams received the same prize money, which was ten thousand gold soul coins. This prize money was distributed by the Heaven Dou Empire. In the finals, the final soul bone reward was provided by the Spirit Hall.

The Advancement Certificate was an ordinary document with a large swan-shaped red seal that represented the Heaven Dou Empire. It was similar to the official documents of the past. Only with this Advancement Certificate could the five academies represent the Heaven Dou Empire and participate in the finals of the Spirit Hall.

During the award ceremony, each team sent a representative to receive their prize.

The Emperor Team's representative was naturally Fang Xuan. The other teams also sent their representatives. The GodWind Team's Feng Xiaotian, the Blazing Team's Huo Wu, and the Shrek Team's Tang San.

When it was time to receive the prize money, Fang Xuan was naturally very happy. Although Shui Bing'er, Huo Wu, and the others didn't win the preliminaries, they were still qualified to

advance. Therefore, they were in a good mood.

Most of the five representatives had smiles on their faces. They were in a good mood.

However, Tang San didn't seem to be in a good mood. His expression was gloomy, and he hung his head dejectedly. He looked like a crippled dog as if he hadn't walked out from the shadow of being stripped naked.

"I, Tang San, swear that I will find you, no matter where I go. You're the bastard who hit me with a stick …"

Tang San's eyes were red. He clenched his fists tightly. During the award ceremony, he didn't forget to curse the evil black-robed bastard who hit him with a stick and stripped him naked.

"Hehe"

Fang Xuan smirked in his heart as he stood close to Tang San. Tang San would never have guessed that the bad guy who stripped him naked would be so close to him.

"Hey, why was your smile so evil just now? What bad things are you thinking about now?" Beside him, Shui Bing'er's pretty face revealed a suspicious expression. She noticed that Fang Xuan was smirking and felt that this guy was thinking of something bad again.

"It's nothing. I'm just thinking about how to benefit the Empire and contribute to the Empire's construction," Fang Xuan said confidently.

"Tsk" Shui Bing'er rolled her eyes at Fang Xuan. Who didn't know that this guy was full of tricks?

The representatives of the five academies stood on the podium and received blessings and envy from all around. Thunderous applause and cheers were heard. Soon, it was time for the award ceremony. The emcee in charge of the ceremony began to announce.

"Next, we would like to invite His Majesty the Emperor, Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and Bishop Salas of the Martial Spirit Palace to personally present the prizes and certificates to the academies. Please give a round of applause."

Under the warm applause, Emperor, Ning Fengzhi, and Bishop Salas walked up the podium one after another. With warm smiles, they began to present the prizes.

"You brat … Well done"

The Emperor walked up to Fang Xuan with a satisfied smile on his old face. He patted Fang Xuan's shoulder heavily with his big hand. He was very satisfied with Fang Xuan's performance in the preliminaries and praised him without restraint.

'Tsk, You only know how to verbally reward me. Don't you know how to secretly give me a red packet?'

Fang Xuan endured Xue Ye's spittle. In the end, his reward was the same as everyone else's.

He didn't say anything about privately giving him a red packet or anything. He was depressed. So much nonsense. It was better to just give him some money.

"Fang Xuan, you did very well in the preliminaries this time. I look forward to seeing your outstanding performance in the finals"

Ning Fengzhi smiled warmly and gave Fang Xuan the certificate to encourage him.

"Thank you, Sect Master Ning."

Fang Xuan didn't bat an eyelid. He bowed slightly and greeted his future father-in-law.

The Emperor and Ning Fengzhi left one after the other, and the last person to take the stage was the Platinum Bishop, Salas. Salas didn't look too good. After all, there were too many outstanding participants in the Soul Master Qualifiers, and many of them posed a huge threat to the Martial Soul Hall.

Fang Xuan, Tang San, Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wu, and Shui Bing'er were bound to enter the Titled Battle Soul Stage in the future. They were all from the Heaven Dou Empire. In the future, they might become enemies of the Spirit Hall. They had to be careful.

Especially Fang Xuan.

At this thought, Salas raised his head and looked deeply at Fang Xuan. His expression gradually darkened. He remained silent and didn't say a word.

He didn't even congratulate Fang Xuan. He calmly walked past Fang Xuan and prepared to leave the podium.

The others also noticed that the bishop's expression wasn't too good.

No one dared to say anything.

But at this moment, Fang Xuan looked at Salas, who was about to leave, and suddenly said,

"Bishop, your eyes are so fierce. You scared me"

Salas' body stiffened. He suddenly stopped and turned to look at Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan smiled and said, "I won the championship. Aren't you going to congratulate me?"

Salas frowned, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He stared at Fang Xuan without saying a word. Gradually, he fell silent.

This scene stunned everyone. Everyone could see that the platinum bishop was in a bad mood today. Many people wanted to avoid him, but they didn't expect Fang Xuan to take the initiative to approach him.

"How dare you. Fang Xuan, the person in front of you is the platinum bishop of the Martial Soul Hall. How dare you be disrespectful to Bishop Salas?"

At this moment, a deacon of the Martial Soul Hall walked up to the podium and shouted at Fang Xuan. The atmosphere gradually became tense.

"Hmph, in the Heaven Dou Empire, a mere deacon like you don't have the right to be so arrogant" The Emperor snorted coldly.

Following this, several terrifying murderous auras locked onto the deacon of the Martial Soul Hall.

The deacon of the Martial Soul Hall turned pale and revealed a look of horror. He was directly pushed back by the terrifying murderous auras coming from all directions. He staggered back three steps, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His body was so weak that he almost fell to the ground.

The Heaven Dou Empire was indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers …

Salas calmly observed everything that had happened. In that instant, he had sensed the auras of at least ten Soul Sages and above.

"Back down! What right do you have to speak here?"

Salas didn't bat an eyelid. He first scolded the deacon. Following this, he put on an official smile and affectionately shook Fang Xuan's hand. He said, "Fang Xuan, congratulations

on becoming the champion of the preliminaries. I look forward to your performance in the finals."

After he finished speaking, Salas quickly left the podium.

Everyone around was stunned. They didn't know what was going on.

Only Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi, and the other higher-ups knew how dangerous this incident was. Rather than saying that it was a conflict between Fang Xuan and Salas, it was more of a conflict between the Heaven Dou Empire and the Soul Hall.

These two powers had a deep grudge, and the conflict between them couldn't be resolved. There was bound to be an earth-shattering battle in the future.

"Haha, what a fake smile."

Fang Xuan's expression was calm. He didn't panic as he watched the cold figure quickly leave. He cursed in his heart. He had already sensed Salas's enmity towards him, and it couldn't be resolved.

Since it couldn't be resolved, he might as well make the storm even more violent.

Since there was already enmity between them, he might as well fill it with peace of mind and think of a way to resolve it in the future. Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots. This was Fang Xuan's way of dealing with problems.

Although there was a small disturbance during the award ceremony, it ended smoothly in the end.

Fang Xuan had a total of six million gold soul coins in savings from the competition, today's prize, and what he had accumulated in the Great Soul Arena.

Of course, more than half of this was thanks to Tang San's contributions.

Fang Xuan had money now. All he wanted was to buy a Beaker.