Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall Chapter 642

 The conversation between Shi Nian and Salas quickly spread throughout the audience, and the audience was confused.

　Since the public trial has been held, everyone knows in their hearts that Shi Nian will definitely not survive.

Having the guts to do such an unethical thing as harming the participating students during the elite competition of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy, he has obviously violated a taboo in the soul master world, and no one can save him.

But now Shi Nian is asking the Platinum Bishop Salas of the Heaven Dou Martial Spirit Temple, does the promise he made to him count?

 There seems to be something fishy here.

Judging from what they said, could it be that there was some ulterior deal between Shi Nian and Wuhun Palace?

What did Wuhundian promise him?

 Many in the audience couldn't help but started whispering.

 Before this, Ning Fengzhi, who was sitting next to Salas and a member of the presiding jury, had always remained silent, as if he was an outsider, and did not express any opinions on the public trial.

 But when he heard the conversation between Shi Nian and Salas, he finally couldn't help but speak:

“Bishop Salas, shouldn't you make it clear what your Wuhun Palace promised to you?”

His voice is gentle and calm, but full of a strong sense of questioning.

On the other side, Prince Xue Xing, the representative of the Tiandou royal family, also looked at Salas at this time. His confused eyes and furrowed brows also showed his confusion and dissatisfaction.

There is actually a transaction between Wuhun Palace and Shi Nian? The Tiandou royal family didn't get any news, how could this be allowed?

 You have to figure out the trick.

What's more, the culprit involved in this public trial is also a member of the main trial. They, the Tiandou Imperial Family, have the right and reason to know everything about it.

Facing Ning Fengzhi's question and Prince Xuexing's gaze, Salas didn't pay attention at all and just smiled coldly:

“Sect Master Ning, Prince Xuexing, it seems that it is not your turn to dictate how our Wuhun Palace should do things.”

"Although Wuhundian did promise some things in Shi Nian, this will not affect the public trial meeting, let alone the outcome of the public trial meeting."

As Saras spoke, he glanced at Ning Fengzhi and Prince Xuexing. Seeing that their faces suddenly looked bad, his voice suddenly changed:

"But since you want to know, it doesn't mean I can't tell you, just keep reading."

　　After saying that, he paid no attention to the two of them, and his eyes turned to Shi Nian, who had been released from the soul-locking shackles:

 “So, what's your choice?”

 After receiving Salas's personal promise, Shi Nian took a deep breath as if he had gotten his wish.

He knew that since Salas had personally agreed, Wuhun Palace would never break its promise, and his transaction with Wuhun Palace would definitely proceed smoothly.

 “Thank you!”

　　Shi Nian straightened his clothes and bowed to Salas on the trial bench. Then he straightened his chest and gave his answer:

“Bishop Salas, I won't bother you to do it, I will do it myself.”

Sarah accepted his salute calmly, but her expression did not change much, and her face remained serious and cold:

"Very good, you have some courage. This bishop can't help but admire you a little, but this is the price you have to pay, and this bishop will not excuse you."

 “Just do it if you're ready to die.”

After Salas finished speaking, he nodded to Shi Nian and conveyed the message that you can rest assured and die, and the bishop will handle the rest.

“Vice dean—, teacher at that time—”

As soon as he finished speaking, in the hearing room, Ye Zhiqiu, the leading teacher of Canghui College, and all the students stood up suddenly. Ye Zhiqiu's face was filled with sadness, and the students' eyes were filled with tears, and the sadness flowed back into a river.

No matter what, Shi Nian will always be the respected teacher and vice-dean in their hearts, but now they have to watch him die, and in a suicide way, how can they feel better?

Shi Nian's eyes were drawn by the voices of the teachers and students of Canghui College. This time, he showed a relieved smile:

“Students of Canghui College, remember, don't imitate me in your behavior in the future.”

“I hope you can achieve good results in this continent-wide advanced soul master academy elite competition, win honor for yourself, and add glory to our Canghui Academy.”

“As for whether you can advance to the promotion rounds and the finals, it's up to you. Just go as far as you can. There's no need to force it.”

 Canghui College's participation in this Soul Master Elite Competition was not deprived of its quota because of this incident.

That's because one person at that time took all the blame and claimed that it was his own personal behavior.

Facts have also proven that no one else at Canghui College was involved in this matter. The elite students participating in the assassination competition also planned and implemented it themselves.

Of course, subjective assumptions based on the time alone are not enough to retain Canghui College's qualifications, unless Wuhun Palace can be lenient and not hold Canhui College responsible.

And now that he has fallen into the law, the only thing that can be taken away is the soul bone in his body.

He used his soul bones to make a special deal with Wuhun Palace, in exchange for Canghui College's qualification to continue participating in the Soul Master Elite Competition.

 The soul bone in Shi Nian's body is a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone, and among the six regular soul bones, the head soul bone is second only to the torso bone in preciousness.

This ten thousand-year-old soul bone, called the Fantasy Wisdom Skull, is a gem-like head soul bone most suitable for auxiliary soul masters and fantasy soul masters.

Its additional soul skill is the illusionary space. When the enemy falls into it, it will produce a hallucinatory effect. Not only will there be an error in the sense of direction, but the enemy's mental power will also be weakened by the constant hallucinatory effect.

If it is absorbed by an auxiliary soul master, it will also have an auxiliary function, which can increase the mental power of allies by 20%, and at the same time establish a spiritual network to connect each other's minds and not get lost in the illusion.

At that time, he relied on the soul bone skill-Illusory Space given by the Illusion Wisdom Skull, combined with the weird ability of the Illusion Martial Spirit Can Meng, and he was able to thrive in the world of soul masters, like a fish in water.

Although his soul power level is only level seventy-two, almost none of the soul saints at the same level as him want to confront him, and even ordinary soul fighters are unwilling to provoke him.

This piece of ten thousand year illusion wisdom skull, if it is absorbed by the direct descendants of Qibao Glazed Sect, it will definitely be even more powerful, and the auxiliary ability can be improved not to mention one floor, but several floors.

However, Shi Nian was determined not to give it to the Qibao Glazed Sect.

If it weren't for Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo's obstruction, he would have killed that **** Tang San that day, and he might have been able to escape without being caught by Wuhun Palace.

It is precisely for this reason that he would do business with Wuhun Palace instead of Qibao Glazed Sect.

“Yes, teacher Shi Nian.”

The students at Canghui Academy were already in tears, and they all roared in agreement to Shi Nian's instructions before he died.

　　Shi Young nodded lightly, with a happy smile on his face. Then, his eyes moved again and fell on the Shrek Seven Devils on the other side.

Different from the sadness at Canghui Academy, most of the Shrek Seven Devils at this time had smiles on their faces, full of provocation, ridicule and gloating.

Facing Shi Nian's gaze, Tang San's eyes flashed with hatred. As the joy emerged in his heart, the arc of the corners of his mouth became wider and wider, gradually reaching the base of his ears.

At the time of the eyes, the seven monsters of the Shrek were fixed on the three of the Tang Dynasty. Looking at the latter's face that coexisted the hatred and pleasure, the corner of the mouth showed a strange smile again, and the words of the seepage were exposed:

 “Boy, I will wait for you below, hehehe”

Then, Shi Nian paid no attention to anyone, opened his arms in a gesture of embracing the world, looked up at the sky above the Tiandou Great Soul Fighting Arena, and began to recall the past. Thinking back to those days, when he was young, he awakened the Canmeng Martial Spirit and embarked on the path of a soul master, thinking that he would be able to skyrocket and reach the top of the soul master.

But it's unimaginable to live a life of ups and downs, experience all the suffering in the world, and finally degenerate into a murderous butcher, reduced to this.

 It's so sad and deplorable.

Unconsciously, a gap had opened up in the originally cloudy sky above. A belated ray of sunlight shone through, transforming the whole into the main center of the Judgment Platform, the Soul Fighting Platform.

Perhaps this ending is not bad.

For a person like me, who is burdened with countless lives, he dies not in the hands of his enemies, nor in the hands of his enemies, but in his own hands, which is considered a worthy death.

The sun fell on Shi Nian, and his old face suddenly showed a touch of relief. The gloom that always accompanied him completely disappeared at this moment, and only a piece of clarity remained in his heart.

 Then, he suddenly laughed loudly:

"No one can kill me, only I can kill myself, haha, I am invincible!"

 Amidst the wanton and indulgent laughter, Si Nian raised his right hand, gathered the soul power in his palm, and suddenly slapped it on the top of his head.

With a crisp sound of bone cracking, Shi Nian ended his sinful life with his own hands.

The whole place was silent and silent.

Only the wanton laughter from time to time still echoed throughout the Tiandou Great Soul Fighting Arena.

Countless people had complicated expressions and dull eyes. A strong man at the Soul Saint level died in front of him like this, and it was inevitable that he felt a little sad in his heart.

Especially the participating students in the viewing area of ​​the participating colleges, they felt as if their hearts were hit by a heavy hammer and could not help but feel suffocated and almost found it difficult to breathe.

Fortunately, the students who can come to participate in the Soul Master Elite Competition are all the best among the younger generation of the major advanced soul master academies. The elite among the elites have a relatively stable desire to become stronger, and they will not give birth to any soul saints. Not as good as the outrageous thoughts of a dog.

　　In the hearing room, the expressions of the Shrek Seven Devils seemed to be frozen, and their faces were all frozen, as if they were frightened by the ruthlessness and determination of the time.

Tang San's expression was even more wonderful, the smile on his face was instantly replaced by a hint of gloom.

Seeing Shi Nian commit suicide, he originally thought he would be excited and relieved, but Shi Nian's weird smile and one touching words hurt him deeply, making him feel blocked in his heart. He couldn't think of anything. Not accessible.

Tang San felt very uncomfortable and couldn't feel happy at all.

Just as everyone in the audience had different expressions about Shi Nian's death, Salas had already jumped down from the judgment seat and came to Shi Nian.

 At that time, the whole person fell to the ground with his head up to the sky, his eyes were gray, his breath was gone, and he was already a corpse.

 Obviously, Shi Nian was not left at all, and the palm just now quickly cut off his vitality.

Looking carefully, there was a pit on the top of his head, his skull was shattered, and his brains were splattered, but miraculously, not a trace of blood flowed out.

Salas naturally understood the reason for this. It was because the soul bone was protecting the host on its own, locking the blood loss of the body.

 Only when the host body's vitality is completely cut off and the soul bones are completely separated, can the blood flow out normally.

Salas stared intently at Shi Nian's head, waiting for a miracle to happen.

Suddenly, a ball of colorful light suddenly lit up from between Shi Nian's eyebrows, and then, a strange object with a flickering soul slowly appeared.

As this strange object appears little by little, the colored light it emits becomes brighter and brighter.

The audience present also gradually discovered this strange phenomenon.

"Hey? What's going on? Shi Nian's corpse is actually glowing?"

 In the audience, someone suddenly pointed at Shi Nian's body and made a surprised sound.

As the audience member's voice fell, the entire audience was in an uproar. Suddenly everyone's eyes were fixed on the colorful light that appeared above Shi Nian's eyebrows.

It was a round bone, about three inches in diameter, with a faint seven-colored light shining all over it, and it looked like a miniature skull.

 “Soul, soul bone?”

At the presiding chair, Ning Fengzhi stood up suddenly.

When he clearly saw the flashing object, his pupils contracted violently unconsciously.

Yes, the strange object that emerged from Shi Nian's eyebrows is exactly a soul bone, and it is an extremely precious skull.

  That is, the only piece of skull of ten thousand years of illusory wisdom in Shi Nian's body.

Sword Douluo, who was sitting next to Ning Fengzhi, suddenly opened his eyes. His face was simple and his eyes were calm, but deep in his eyes, sword light overflowed.

With his eyes instantly penetrating the air like lightning, Sword Douluo saw the soul bone shining with colorful light at a glance.

 Obviously, the appearance of a soul bone also attracted his attention.

"Soul bone? It's actually a soul bone? At that time when I had the Remnant Dream Martial Spirit, there was such a treasure?"

A strong fear surged into his heart, and the word "soul bone" suddenly spread in Tang San's mind, causing his brain to fall into a brief blank.

Tang San was not surprised, but felt frightened.

If you had used the effect of this soul bone when you intercepted yourself in the previous year, you would definitely have died or not.

Thinking of this, Tang San instantly broke into a cold sweat and his hair stood on end. At the same time, he was secretly grateful for the contempt and carelessness he had received in those years.

I couldn't help but start thanks to the year of the time. At first, I only used the Dream of Dreams to deal with myself, instead of using this soul -bone skill.

Although Canmeng Wuhun allowed himself to indulge in the illusion, he had tasted the torture of the Tang Sect, and also saw the scene of Xiao Wu being humiliated by Bu Le.

 But now that I think about it, it doesn't seem like a big deal.

 At the very least, you are still alive, right?

As long as he can live, let alone the torture of the Tang Sect, no matter how cruel the punishment is, he can endure it.

Even Xiao Wu being insulted by Bu Le is not unacceptable. Anyway, it is a fantasy and not real. It is quite exciting to think of it as a living **** palace. (End of chapter)

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