Chapter 415: Decision

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"Lord Supreme Pontiff, since the matter has come to an end, we shall take our leave first, hehehe."

The audience watching the final of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament consisted of influential figures from various forces on the continent. For example, apart from the other two Upper Three Sects besides Clear Sky Sect, representatives from the royal families of the two empires, representatives from the forces of the Lower Four Sects, and representatives from outstanding and powerful senior Spirit Master academies across the region.

However, they did not expect that such an incident would occur in this edition of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament. It was truly unexpected.

Having witnessed the defeat of the Martial Spirit Hall, although some people were secretly delighted, it would be best not to linger in this situation to avoid any unforeseen accidents that could harm themselves.

"Why the hurry to leave, everyone? I still have an important announcement to make!" Bibi Dong's eyes were cold as she stared at those who were planning to leave, a beautiful smile playing on the corners of her mouth.

Upon hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Zeng Yi also had a shock, finally, it was his turn.

The time has come, and there is no escaping it!

"Zeng Yi, why does your complexion seem off?" Ning Rongrong noticed Zeng Yi's abnormality and stood in front of him, frowning and staring at him intently.

"Hehe, it's just that the battle just now consumed a bit too much spirit power." Zeng Yi forced a smile.

Seeing Zeng Yi's appearance, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but furrow her brows, sensing that something bad was about to happen.

On the high platform, Bibi Dong held a gemstone scepter and stood with an imposing posture, exuding an aura of majesty that pervaded the entire venue, keeping all the Spirit Masters in check.

Even though the Martial Spirit Hall had suffered a small setback against Clear Sky Douluo, the dignity and strength of the Martial Spirit Hall were not to be trifled with.

Respect must be given where it is due.

"Some accidents occurred earlier, which may have startled you all, but luckily, the final of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament was successfully concluded. Once again, I congratulate the Shrek team for winning the championship of this competition!" Bibi Dong's majestic voice reverberated in the space, surprising everyone. They couldn't quite grasp Bibi Dong's true intentions.

"What does this woman really want to do?"

Liu Erlong stood beside Yu Xiaogang, watching Bibi Dong on the platform, muttering under his breath.

Looking at Bibi Dong, Yu Xiaogang remembered something and couldn't help but sigh.

"Perhaps, the heavens of this continent are about to change."

Bibi Dong's eyes swept over the people present, and a deep smile appeared on her lips. "Since all of you are here today, I will take this opportunity to make an announcement to you all, so as to save the trouble of individually inviting each and every one of you later."

"Nana, come up!"

Upon hearing her teacher's command, Hu Liena began to ascend the steps, step by step, moving towards the high platform.

At this time, Hu Liena had already changed into a different outfit, neat and elegant, exuding the grace and charisma of the Martial Spirit Hall's Holy Saintess.

Soon, she stood behind her teacher.

"Zeng Yi, what are you waiting for?" Bibi Dong stared coldly at Zeng Yi below, saying coldly.

At this moment, everyone's gaze focused on Zeng Yi.

"Zeng Yi, what exactly is going on?" Ning Rongrong widened her eyes, looking at Zeng Yi, her face turning pale and her speech becoming unnatural.

Glancing at the Holy Saintess of the Martial Spirit Hall above and then at Zeng Yi, she seemed to have a foreboding feeling, but she didn't want it to be true.

Zhu Zhuqing also stood in front of Zeng Yi, looking at the man with his head bowed, the calm expression in her eyes vanished, replaced by a ripple of panic.

"Is this true?"

Faced with their questioning, Zeng Yi remained silent.

Seeing Zeng Yi like this, Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip tightly, clenched her fists, and felt her arms trembling slightly.

Zeng Yi raised his head and locked eyes with Bibi Dong on the high platform, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

He had long anticipated this outcome, ever since he made that decision, there was no turning back.

At this point, what was there to fear?

Isn't this what he chose himself?

Zeng Yi took a step forward.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong stood still, watching Zeng Yi approach, their eyes filled with an expression of disbelief and a hint of despair.

Just as they passed by each other, Zeng Yi felt his wrist being tightly held by a soft and warm hand.

Zeng Yi's footsteps paused, and he looked down to see Zhu Zhuqing firmly gripping his wrist. He could even feel the trembling of her hand.

"Don't go."

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head, murmuring softly, her voice small and low, but it reached Zeng Yi's ears.

A crystal teardrop fell and landed on the ground.

Drip~

Looking at her, Zeng Yi was stunned.

He had never seen her in such a state before, like a child who had lost something dear to her, crying helplessly.

Zeng Yi gave a slight smile and reached out to touch her smooth and silky black hair.

"I'm sorry."

These words resounded in her ears, and her grip on his hand loosened. She panickedly raised her head, only to find that he had already disappeared in front of her.

Looking again, Zeng Yi had already appeared on the high platform, standing side by side with Hu Liena.

All eyes were gathered on Hu Liena and Zeng Yi.

On one side was the Holy Saintess of the Martial Spirit Hall, on the other was the Disciple of Sword Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. This made everyone feel uneasy.

"The person on the left side of me is probably known to everyone. She is my personal disciple, the Holy Saintess of the Martial Spirit Hall, Hu Liena. As for the young man on my right side, you may not be familiar with him, let me introduce you."

"He is the personal disciple of Sword Douluo from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Zeng Yi! Although he did not participate in this edition of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, his terrifying talent and immense strength make him unbeatable by any Spirit Master in this tournament!"

Hearing the Supreme Pontiff's introduction, the crowd erupted in an uproar. They had not expected that the mighty Sword Douluo would have such a disciple.

Bibi Dong continued, "As you may have already anticipated, both of them are exceptional talented Spirit Masters, and they are extraordinary young men and women. Their encounter seems to be fate, and they have developed feelings of fondness and admiration for each other. Therefore, both the Martial Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect fully support this precious marriage."

"And so, one month from now, in the Martial Spirit City, we will hold a grand engagement banquet for the Holy Saintess of the Martial Spirit Hall and Zeng Yi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I hope that all of you can come and join in the celebration, witness the union of these two brilliant future Titled Douluo, and offer your blessings."

As she spoke, everyone's hearts trembled, as if hit by an overwhelming tide. This announcement was Earth-shattering and shook their spirits to the core.

The Martial Spirit Hall was forming an alliance with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

This was a momentous event that could shake the entire continent!

Originally, the Martial Spirit Hall alone was able to make the two empires and many forces wary. But now, with the addition of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the entire continent would have no force capable of resisting this alliance and its ambitions!

"What do you all think of this?" Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes, her imposing gaze scrutinizing everyone.

"Well, of course, of course we will come! Such a joyous occasion, to witness the union of two exceptional young Spirit Masters who will become future Titled Douluo, this is a great blessing in life!"

"That's right! That's right!"

"We will be here waiting, congratulating His Holiness! Congratulations, Lord Ning! Congratulations, Holy Saintess! Congratulations to the disciple of Elder Sword Douluo, Zeng Yi! The union of the two of you is truly a match made in heaven!"

The forces that were already on the side of the Martial Spirit Hall were brimming with joy on their faces. On the other hand, the two empires and many neutral forces, though wearing smiles, felt bitter and panicked inside.

Especially the Heavenly Dou Empire, they were originally in an alliance with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. But now, with this move by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it felt like they had been stabbed in the back, and the feeling of being betrayed by their ally was unbearable.

"As expected."

Dai Mubai looked at Zeng Yi on the high platform and, after hearing the Supreme Pontiff's words, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong beside him, they were already stunned by this news, standing still, their eyes lacking any sparkle, becoming empty and devoid of hope for life.

He seemed to hear the sound of something shattering.

"The Martial Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect forming an alliance, the heavens are truly changing~" Dai Mubai couldn't help but sigh. As a prince of the Star Luo Empire, he naturally knew what this meant.

At this moment, he instantly felt that the position of the Crown Prince had become extremely dangerous.

In the spectator area, Qian Renxue sat in a certain place, her gaze fixed on Zeng Yi and Hu Liena on the high platform. The hand on her leg clenched into a fist, her teeth gritted, her eyes filled with bitterness.

"What nonsense of destined love and match made in heaven? You're just a pawn to achieve your goals, how laughable!"

Qian Renxue looked at the Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong, her mouth curled up in disdain.

Click~

She stood up, took a deep look at the high platform, and without any emotions on her face, turned around, her golden hair fluttering, and left the place.

At the moment she left, the chair she was sitting on had instantly turned into ashes, scattered on the ground.