The first to be awarded were the prizes for the third and fourth places, but because Sun Zhuangzhi, Jiang Lele, Li Shitou, and Leng Dawei had their results revoked and were held accountable for cheating, this year's Hundred Flower Cup didn't have a competition for the third and fourth places.
Hundred Blossom Spirit Warrior University automatically won third place.
To be honest, if Sun Zhuangzhi's team hadn't cheated, it was hard to say who would have won the competition for the third and fourth places.
So, standing on the podium, the group of university students were all smiling happily.
Although it was a bit regretful that they didn't make it to the finals, this result was already quite good for them.
After receiving the trophy and medal, Hundred Blossom Spirit Warrior University shook hands with Wanxiong Team and Xiao Bai's team again.
When the pretty girl shook hands with Shirō Makino, she couldn't help but secretly scratch Xiao Bai's palm a few times and then congratulated them with a smile.
"Xiao Bai, you're amazing. You have to work harder in the future. Big sis has high hopes for you!"
Fuck!
Flirting with me?
"Big sis, do you want to give me a hug?" Shirō Makino asked with a smile.
The girl was the inwardly coquettish type. She hurriedly ran away, not because she didn't want to hug him, but because she was afraid of being torn apart!
After all, she was also a member of the Bai Family Army and knew how scary Xiao Bai's female fans were.
Next up was this year's Hundred Flower Cup's runner-up.
In fact, almost everyone felt that Wan Xiong's team's loss was very unexpected.
The previous favorite to win the championship, the team that would participate in the next Empire High School League, lost completely unprepared in a third-tier city like Hundred Blossom Cup, especially to a group of juniors.
Including Shirō Makino's loyal fans, deep down, they never thought that Xiao Bai's team could win.
So, Wan Xiong's team definitely felt bad, but a loss was a loss.
Although Wan Xiong felt a bit bitter, he still maintained his poise and dignity, hugging his team one by one and patting them on the back to encourage them.
When it was Moussy's turn, Moussy's eyes were still red as he said in a low voice: "This time, the main responsibility is on me. If it was sis Feiyun … …"
"There are no ifs in competition. Learn from your lesson and try your best next time!" Wan Xiong patted Moussy's back.
When Wan Xiong hugged Sikong Feiyun, Sikong Feiyun didn't say anything. She stretched out her hands and hugged Wan Xiong's waist tightly.
The gentle touch warmed Wan Xiong's heart and he tightened his grip on Sikong Feiyun.
When Wan Xiong arrived in front of Bai Muye, he smiled and pointed at him. "Tell me the truth. How many talismans were there at that time?"
Bai Muye laughed heartily. "No, I've already played the last few cards …"
He had already guessed that this would happen, but so what if he guessed it?
Wan Xiong refused to talk about ifs, because if there were really ifs, wouldn't it be easier for Xiao Bai to win if he brought a few more talismans?
Therefore, Wan Xiong smiled bitterly and looked at Shirō Makino seriously. "Flying Immortals League Tournament … Do your best! Strive to win another championship! Team Xiao Bai! Good luck! "
Hey, Xiao Bai's team.
Coming from Wan Xiong's mouth, it was really meaningful.
Moreover, Wan Xiong stayed at Shirō Makino's place for the longest time. He only politely shook hands with Ji Chae Yi and gave her his blessings.
I'm a bootlicker when I like you, but after you reject me, I'm me!
When it came to Liu Zhiyuan, he was even more perfunctory. He simply shook hands, nodded, and then ran to the next person.
This was Wan Xiong. He was clear about his likes and dislikes. He didn't pester or vent his anger, but don't expect him to be kind to his rival in love. He couldn't do that.
Wan Xiong and Shan Gu were chatting and laughing, and he encouraged him. After all, he was the one who killed Shan Gu with one slash.
"With your archery skills, if you become a high-level Spirit Warrior, you'll be amazing! Your future is bright! "
"Brother Wan, you're too polite. I still need to learn from you." Shan Gu was also very respectful to Wan Xiong.
When he reached Si Yin, Wan Xiong stopped and said: "I have high hopes for your performance in the Flying Immortals League Tournament. It doesn't matter what others say about you, I know your potential."
"Ah, thank … thank you, Senior." Si Yin blushed and thanked him.
She was the one who won the championship without doing anything.
Although she was beautiful and cute, there were many people who doubted her.
Although this girl was about to stand on the champion's podium, she was under a lot of pressure.
Wan Xiong's simple words were like charcoal in snowy weather to Si Yin.
Because this was a live broadcast, every word they said would be heard by millions of people.
Sikong Feiyun and the others followed behind Wan Xiong and shook hands with Shirō Makino and the others.
Although they were third-year high school students, they were just a group of slightly older youths.
Moussy came in front of Shan Gu, and the two looked at each other.
Sikong Feiyun turned to look at Moussy.
Moussy simply extended his hand and shook hands with Shan Gu. He then came in front of Xiao Bai and said: "You're not bad, but your spiritual power isn't as high as mine. I'll definitely do my best to surpass you!"
Shirō Makino didn't have the heart to hurt him. He smiled and said: "Then do your best."
In the end, Wan Xiong led his team and stood on the podium.
The crowd immediately burst into loud cheers.
Although they were the runners-up, it didn't affect the quality of Wan Xiong's team.
The final result was clear for everyone to see.
It could only be said that this Talisman Artist, Xiao Bai, was too monstrous, too frightening!
There were even many people who couldn't help but think of one thing. If Xiao Bai's information wasn't nonsense, if he really was an all-rounded Talisman Master who cultivated both talismans and martial arts … how good would that be!
Unfortunately, that was impossible.
First of all, being an All-Element Talisman Artist was nonsense. If he really was an All-Element Talisman Artist, why would he stay at a place like Hundred Blossoms? He would have been treated like a treasure and taken to Purple Cloud.
Practicing both talisman and martial arts was even more boastful!
Watching Xiao Bai kick Wan Xiong, although it was full of vigor, it could also be seen that he had some spiritual energy.
But there was no pattern to it. It was no different from a flying kick in a street fight.
Martial arts?
Did Xiao Bai have some kind of misunderstanding about "martial arts"?
But it didn't matter!
Everyone still loved Xiao Bai!
When Dong Li and Xiao Peng stood on the podium, when Dong Li smiled and loudly announced: "Let's welcome our champion onto the stage!"
The entire crowd once again let out earth-shattering cheers.
If the earlier cheers and applause for Wanxiong Team were intense, then now … it was crazy!
No one knew who started it, but someone in the crowd suddenly shouted the words "Xiao Bai Champion" in a rhythmic manner. It quickly turned into a tsunami of cheers.
Xiao Bai! Champion!
Champion! Xiao Bai!
Xiao Bai! Champion!
Everyone in the crowd went crazy.
Even those older people who were originally reserved and sitting still finally could not bear the fiery atmosphere. They couldn't help but stand up, secretly waving their arms and shouting.
Soon, they completely let go of their reservations.
How many years would it take to encounter such an enthusiastic atmosphere?
What dignity?
Come on, let's shout together: Xiao Bai! Champion!
Shirō Makino stood on the podium, facing the audience calling his name. To be honest, he was still a little confused.
His mind inexplicably recalled what Sister Lin once said to him —
"Think about it. You're standing alone in the middle of the stage with your arms wide open. Billions of people are cheering for you from all directions. If you slightly frown, they'll cry. If you smile, they'll explode with happiness. You, in the center of the stage, are the real king! You can easily dominate their emotions! You are their god! "
That … seemed to make a little bit of sense.
But what I want is not to be a star and be worshipped by millions.
But —
This!
Shirō Makino raised an arm high and stretched out an index finger.
Champion!
What I want is the champion!
Number one!
Boom!
This action of his caused the crowd to go completely crazy.
The roar of the mountains and the roar of the seas was like a raging tide!
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