The host's voice suddenly rang out, filled with barely suppressed urgency and trembling:
"Distinguished guests, we are now giving you an urgent report: the esteemed members of the Hall of Offerings are also present at the arena to watch the competition today!"
This sudden news was like a thunderclap, instantly plunging the entire arena into a deathly silence.
Immediately afterward, a tidal wave of exclamations and gasps erupted.
In the distant sky, several figures, accompanied by a whirlwind, shot towards the arena like shooting stars.
Leading them was Qian Daoliu, whose imposing figure resembled a towering mountain, inspiring awe and reverence.
He wore a dazzling golden robe embroidered with mysterious and intricate runes that shimmered with a cold light.
His broad shoulders seemed capable of bearing the entire world, and his resolute face was sharply defined, as if sculpted by a knife and axe.
His sword-like eyebrows slanted sharply towards his temples, his eyes as deep as the sea, exuding endless majesty and coldness, as if they could see through everything in the world.
Beside him, the Golden Crocodile Douluo stood tall and robust, like a mobile fortress. His gaze was piercing, his facial features rugged, his skin like bronze, radiating a metallic sheen.
The Azure Phoenix Douluo was tall and slender, his azure robes fluttering in the wind, like an immortal descending to earth.
His face was handsome yet held a touch of coldness, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.
The Lion Douluo was majestic, as awe-inspiring as a lion.
His golden hair flew wildly, his eyes wide open, full of wildness.
The Light Feather Douluo appeared light and agile, his figure like a dream. His face was beautiful yet heroic, the weapon in his hand radiating a mysterious light.
Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo walked side by side.
Qianjun Douluo's expression was solemn, his posture as upright as a mountain; Jiangmo Douluo's face was resolute, radiating an aura of unwavering courage.
As they approached, a world-shattering pressure instantly enveloped the entire arena.
A howling wind swept through, sand and stones flew, and the audience felt their breathing become difficult, their hearts feeling as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
Some people's legs went weak, collapsing into their seats; some opened their mouths wide, but no sound came out; others frantically rubbed their eyes, thinking they were in a terrifying dream.
The entire arena was filled with fear and awe, everyone bowing their heads before this overwhelming pressure.
So strong!
This was the subconscious thought in everyone's mind.
These lords of the Hall of Offerings… perhaps the most powerful beings many had ever seen in their lives!
The moment Bibi Dong saw Qian Daoliu and his group appear, her beautiful face was instantly filled with shock.
Her eyes, as clear as autumn water, widened in disbelief and confusion.
She instinctively gripped her scepter, her slender fingers turning slightly white from the force.
Bibi Dong's mind raced; she remembered clearly that she had never invited anyone from the Hall of Offerings to watch the battle.
This sudden turn of events filled her with unease and speculation.
"Why would that old man Qian Daoliu come here… When has he ever cared about such things?"
Bibi Dong muttered to herself. Qian Daoliu's arrival was unexpected, making her feel very uncomfortable.
Because of the entire Spirit Hall, he only feared Qian Daoliu!
"Could it be… he knows my plan and wants to come help that child Qian Renshang!"
Bibi Dong's expression grew increasingly grim.
If she could openly confront Qian Daoliu, she would have already confronted him.
Meanwhile, at the Spirit Transmission Academy…
"What a powerful human!"
For the first time, Di Tian's expression turned extremely solemn.
She had fought Bibi Dong before and thought she had reached the limit of human strength, but it seemed that wasn't the case.
This old man was clearly stronger!
"Grandpa..."
Just then, a surprised voice rang out. It was Qian Renshang, who was staring in Qian Daoliu's direction!
Di Tian and the others quickly turned to look at him.
"Hmm? That blond old man is your grandfather?"
"Yes, yes!"
Qian Renshang nodded. Di Tian and the others gasped.
They only knew that Qian Renshang belonged to the Qian family, but they hadn't expected his grandfather to be so strong!
Qian Renshang didn't answer, only staring intently at Qian Daoliu in the distance.
Qian Daoliu seemed to have noticed Qian Renshang looking at him, but... he turned his head away as if he didn't want to see Qian Renshang, his expression even showing some struggle and some indescribable emotions.
This puzzled Qian Renshang greatly.
"What's going on?"
Qian Renshang remembered that Qian Daoliu's surprise at seeing him last time was genuine, but now he seemed to be avoiding him like the plague.
It was as if he really didn't want to see him here!
But it's only been a few days... how could such a drastic change have occurred?
Qian Renshang couldn't understand.
His hands clenched tightly, his fingertips turning white; he had a bad feeling.
Qian Daoliu, after appearing, didn't say anything, directly leading the six elders back to the high platform.
Bibi Dong's gaze met Qian Daoliu's but quickly looked away.
The atmosphere was strange; neither of them exchanged a word.
While Qian Renshang was still puzzled, the host's passionate voice suddenly resounded through the sky:
"Now, let's welcome the Spirit Transmission Academy and the Spirit Hall Academy to the stage, ready for the finals!"
This shout was like a spark, instantly igniting the passion of the entire arena.
The already noisy crowd became even more boisterous, cheers, shouts, and shouts mingling together to form a deafening wave of sound.
The audience stood up, waving flags and banners, their faces beaming with excitement and anticipation.
Children jumped and danced excitedly, while adults shouted their support for their favorite academies.
The atmosphere in the arena reached its peak once again, like a raging fire, intense and frenzied.
The air itself seemed to burn with the heightened passion, and everyone's heart pounded faster with the impending final.
Qian Renshang snapped out of his daze and said in a deep voice,
"Get ready for the match, everyone!"
"Got it… it's just a formality anyway. The captain's going to make his move soon, I'm looking forward to it!"
Yu Tianheng and the other two seemed quite relaxed; they decided to lie down.
Gu Yuena and Qian Renshang walked together, moving forward in sync.
"Nana, later… let me handle this myself, don't let anyone else disturb me!"
Qian Renshang said calmly, and Gu Yuena nodded.
"No problem, this time… I'll do whatever you want!"
She could sense a hint of anger in Qian Renshang, an anger that puzzled her. What had just happened?
She only noticed that the old man seemed to have arrived; he appeared to be Qian Renshang's grandfather… but shouldn't Qian Renshang have been even happier to see him?
(End of Chapter)
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