Chapter 62: Beating the Golden Generation

The next day, the Pope's Palace
"Lena, why didn't Feng Xuan come with you?" Bibi Dong frowned slightly and looked a little unhappy when she saw that only her obedient disciple came in, but still asked softly.

Her purpose in looking for this boy was to understand why he could become the Son of God.

That old guy Qian Daoliu didn't tell me anything and even threatened me with the throne not to take any action. This is simply too much!
"I, I tried to charm him," Hu Liena blushed and lowered her head, "but it didn't work, and I was even attacked by his mental power."

"What? What happened? Are you hurt?"

She shamefully told everyone what happened yesterday, including how she was carried back to the academy by the angel guards.

Knowing that his disciple was in such an embarrassing state in front of the Holy Son of the Qian Family, Bibi Dong was once again affected by the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa God in a rage. His eyes gradually turned red and endless murderous intent burst out.

Seeing that the air around her had turned scarlet, Hu Liena was about to explain, but an endless chill surged into her heart.

Her pretty face turned extremely pale in an instant, and her legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

What happened to the teacher? Weren't you just concerned about whether you were injured?

The pressure of soul power came over her, and Hu Liena felt that all the bones in her body were creaking, and breathing became extremely difficult.

"Teacher!" She managed to make a sound from her throat.

Upon hearing the sound, Bibi Dong realized that something was wrong. She gritted her teeth to suppress the murderous intent in her heart and quickly withdrew her Killing God Domain and soul power.

But her failure still made Bibi Dong a little angry.

He had carefully raised her as his daughter for more than ten years, but she was easily suppressed by a child that the Qian family found from the countryside.

How can such a saint convince the people?
She could forgive anyone for losing to her, but she couldn't accept losing to the Qian family.

"Lena, he is a soul king, and so are you. Don't you know anything else besides charm? Defeat him and prove your ability in front of those elders!"

Hu Liena, who had just caught her breath, heard the sound and hurriedly half-knelt on the ground.

Her eyes were slightly red, and she finally disappointed the teacher.

"You have already failed once, and now you are the challenger. Your opponent is just a support system. Winning is not something to be proud of. If you lose, your golden generation will become a joke."

"I hope you can win. Are you sure?"

"We will win!" Hu Liena nodded heavily.

"But why did he agree to this battle?"

"You don't have to worry about it."

Bibi Dong then issued an order as the Pope, unilaterally announcing that Feng Xuan would challenge the Golden Generation, and that the battle would be held publicly on the Fighting Spirit Arena a week later.

After being informed, Feng Xuan was confused and quickly ran to the Worship Hall to find Qian Daoliu.

"Promise yourself. I didn't disclose the reason when I announced you as the Holy Son. This is a good opportunity to prove your talent and strength."

"But I'm in the auxiliary department!"

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but roll his eyes. I haven't revealed what your type is, and it's really hard to choose which department you should be assigned to with your abilities.

"Come on, which auxiliary Soul King can defeat the Soul Emperor head-on!"

"That was a just fight, I didn't fight head-on!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Just beat them up when the time comes. Are you scared?"

"Should I reveal some of my abilities? Isn't simply swinging my martial spirit a little too shocking?"

"The ability to summon soul beasts, it's nothing to expose it."

The two quickly reached an agreement. There was nothing to lose and they could also earn some fame, so why not do it?

As for Bibi Dong's face problem, that is not a problem.

The seven days passed quickly and the golden generation trio arrived early.

They stood on the fighting arena with uncertain expressions. In fact, they didn't want to fight because they all knew Feng Xuan and knew that his opponent was a support type.

Even if the opponent is a Soul King, the auxiliary system has no combat power, which is simply bullying.

After all the Pope and the elders had arrived, Feng Xuan slowly walked in.

Seeing the three people standing in a row, he smiled and said, "You are all here, why don't you all come together, I'm in a hurry."

Bibi Dong, who was sitting on the high platform, looked down at the people below the stage, and couldn't help but frowning.

What is that kid talking about? Attack together? You, a support-type soul king, want to fight three soul kings at once? Are you looking for death?

A sneer appeared on her lips. Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!
"can!"

The voice was not loud, but everyone in the room heard it clearly. Xie Yue and Yan's faces turned even worse. He was still trying to take advantage of her after all this.

"Thank you, Your Holiness, for your help. I am grateful." Feng Xuan smiled brightly and bowed to Bibi Dong.

"Shameless talk!"

"Arrogant!" The two men couldn't help but yell.

According to the rules, both parties exchanged names and then summoned their martial spirits.

Xie Yue took the Moon Blade, took a deep breath, and said in a cold voice: "Sorry for three against one, this is the order of His Holiness the Pope, we have no right to refuse."

The Fire Lord and the Fox Demon also possessed him.

"It doesn't matter. Since it's three against one, then it's three against one. I respect your choice."

Feng Xuan casually carried the banner on his shoulder, and golden light flowed on the bright yellow banner.

Under the astonished gazes of countless people, the golden light fell to the ground and transformed into nine ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts.

"Don't regret it."

The three people who originally planned to end the battle with a single attack stood there in a daze. How did these nine huge things appear?

And this aura doesn’t seem fake. With so many ten thousand year old soul beasts, just beat them with your heads!

The fight had already begun before the referee even opened his mouth.

If each person had a ten thousand year old soul beast, they might have a chance, but in this situation they could only flee in panic.

Hu Liena's charm skills had no effect at all on these soul beasts without physical desires. The huge soul beast used its innate skills to chase the three people like a whack-a-mole.

Xie Yue was accidentally hit by a thorn arrow of the Fierce Porcupine. He gritted his teeth and pulled it out, bringing out a large piece of flesh and blood, and roared: "Don't fight on your own, focus on killing this one first, it's too annoying to avoid this kind of thorns!"

Hu Liena and Yan nodded and gathered.

In fact, they wanted to behead Feng Xuan directly, but they couldn't get close to him under the attack of the nine ten thousand year old soul beasts.

Xie Yue ignored the attacks of other soul beasts and rushed straight towards the Fierce Porcupine. He used his own soul skill, Full Moon, and the tornado like a storm of sharp blades swept the Fierce Porcupine away.

Then the other two simultaneously used their strongest attack soul skills to target the soul beast that was still in the air and unable to dodge.

Seeing it shattered into a ball of golden light and returning to the banner on Feng Xuan's shoulder, several people smiled. There is still a chance!

"Have you had enough fun? Do you really think you can withstand the attacks of so many ten thousand year soul beasts? I'm just giving you a chance to show off."

As he spoke, he raised the Human Emperor Banner, and another ten thousand year old soul fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the confidence that the three had just built up was instantly shattered. No wonder the attacks of those soul beasts were not fierce, it turned out that it was intentional.

And there was no limit to summoning soul beasts? How did his soul power withstand such a huge consumption?

Before I could think too much, countless attacks had already landed.

The original fighting spirit became inexplicably cruel.

Bibi Dong had a cold face as she stared at the young man who looked like a god descending from heaven.

How could such a powerful ability be obtained by Qianjia first? It should belong to me!

In his heart, he killed Vice President Yin Bai again, whom he had killed before.

Before, I wanted Hu Liena to prove herself, but in the end, she had to prove her own strength.

After a moment, the nine-headed soul beast turned into golden light and dissipated back into the banner.

The trio was covered in blood and their bodies were unrecognizable as human beings, lying on the ground without a sound.

The audience present were basically all elders. They all understood that although it looked miserable, Feng Xuan had been asking the soul beast to hold back, and there were no problems with its bones and internal organs, so they naturally did not stop it.

Feng Xuan took a deep breath and waved to Ye Lingling, who he had called earlier, asking her to treat the three people.

Qian Daoliu casually sat on the chair and said softly: "Do you have any objections to the Holy Son I chose?"

The audience was silent, and they all knew who these words were directed to.

Bibi Dong opened her red lips slightly, "Of course not. Such a talented child must have a bright future."

Although her wine-red eyes were filled with murderous intent, she still controlled her emotions.

It doesn’t matter if you act crazy behind people’s backs, but you must control yourself in front of others.

(End of this chapter)