Douluo: My martial spirit can summon the heavens

Chapter 225 Pope Bibi Dong

"Wang Bin, who were those two people just now?"

"The golden generation of Wuhun Palace."

"How did you meet them?"

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but be a little surprised, especially Zhu Zhuqing. She had been with Wang Bin for so many years, and she had no idea when Wang Bin had crossed paths with the golden generation of Wuhun Palace.

"Back when I was in Soto City, I was hunting for soul rings in the Star Forest..."

On the way back to the hotel, Wang Bin and the others narrated the story of how he met Hu Liena and others.

The three of them did not notice that after they left, a window on the third floor of a nearby hotel opened, and a man covered in black robes stood behind the window, staring at the departing three with a pair of gloomy eyes. people.

"It's a pity that we didn't start a fight, otherwise I would have killed you with my own hands and taken back my Twenty-Four Bridges on the Moonlit Night."

Tang San touched his right wrist. He had already activated his sleeve arrows and was preparing to take the opportunity to secretly hurt someone. Unfortunately, Hu Liena shot out of the sky and stopped the fight between the two sides. He was really disappointed.

"But how come this Zhu Zhuqing got involved with Wang Bin, and it seems that they are quite close?"

Tang San looked at Zhu Zhuqing who was leaving hand in hand with Wang Bin, his eyes flickering a few times.

"But this is good. This pair of bitches appear in Wuhun City together, so I don't have to waste time looking for them one by one, and then kill them all!"

A hint of viciousness flashed in Tang San's eyes. Wang Bin had ravaged him and Xiao Wu many times, and Zhu Zhuqing used fake fairy grass to frame him, making him become the neither boy nor girl he is now.

Both of them are the people he hates the most in his heart, and even dying ten thousand times is not enough to calm the hatred in his heart.

"What a bullshit golden generation, they are just a bunch of bastards!"

After listening to Wang Bin's story about his encounter with the golden generation, Ning Rongrong couldn't help it and started yelling in the street.

People around him cast surprised glances, but Ning Rongrong did not hold back at all and continued to curse.

"Wang Bin, don't give me face. If you encounter them in the future, you will beat them to death. It doesn't matter if you beat them to death. How come these bastards were not eaten by the soul beasts in the first place!"

"Okay, okay, don't be so angry."

Wang Bin smiled slightly, hugged Ning Rongrong and comforted her: "Don't make yourself so angry because of a few boring people."

"If I weren't good at fighting, I would have to go up and teach that stupid guy a lesson, what the hell!"

Ning Rongrong raised her pink fist and said angrily.

"It's okay. There will be a chance later in the team competition. I'll catch him and let you deal with him severely!"

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On the other side, Yan followed Hu Liena step by step to the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace.

There were two people standing at the door of the meeting hall.

The one on the left has an illusory look all over his body, and his appearance cannot be seen clearly.

On the right is a man with fair face, beardless, delicate skin, and charming appearance. At first glance, he seems to be a soft and beautiful woman, but if you look closely, you can see that he has an Adam's apple on his neck, and he is completely male.

These two people were two of the rare few titled Douluo in the world at that time, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei and Ju Douluo Yue Guan.

"I've seen Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo."

Hu Liena and Yan bowed respectfully and saluted the two of them. The two nodded slightly, and a somewhat ethereal and illusory voice came from Ghost Douluo's mouth.

"Go in, the Pope is already waiting inside."

"Yes."

The two walked into the hall quickly. At this time, there was a young man standing on one side of the hall. It was Xie Yue, another member of the golden generation.

And on a pure gold chair deep in the hall, a woman wearing a luxurious black robe inlaid with gold patterns, a purple gold crown with nine curves on her head, and a scepter in her hand was sitting on it with her eyes closed and meditating.

Her fair skin and almost perfect face made her look so different.

In particular, the invisible nobility and holiness exuded from the body makes people unable to help but feel the emotion of worship.

It would be impossible to tell from his appearance alone that this beautiful and noble Pope is actually close to fifty years old.

"See His Holiness the Pope."

Hu Liena and Yan knelt down on one knee, their voices full of respect.

Bibi Dong raised her eyes slightly, her lavender eyes as deep and charming as the starry sky.

"You're here, get up."

The slightly lazy voice carries an undeniable sense of oppression, which is a reflection of having been at the top for a long time.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Hu Liena and the others stood up, and Xie Yue immediately came over. The three of them looked at Bibi Dong solemnly, waiting for her instructions.

"This time in the Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, there is a good young man on the Tiandou Royal Academy's vice team."

Bibi Dong spoke slowly, and a bright light suddenly flashed in Yan's eyes after hearing this.

His intuition told him that the young man Bibi Dong mentioned was probably Wang Bin just now.

"Your Highness the Pope, what is so good about him that needs your special attention?"

Inexplicably, Yan felt an unbalanced feeling in his heart and couldn't help but ask.

But after he finished speaking, he immediately realized that his emotions were a little too strong, and he actually asked the Pope directly. This was a taboo, so he quickly lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness."

Bibi Dong glanced at Yan indifferently, her expression unchanged, and she was obviously not prepared to pursue his rashness.

"See for yourselves."

Bibi Dong grabbed a few pieces of paper next to the seat with her right hand and waved it downwards. The pile of paper split into three and floated towards the three of them.

The three of them grabbed the paper floating in front of them and found that it was a person's detailed information. The owner of the information was naturally Wang Bin.

It records the time when Wang Bin awakened his martial spirit, the type of martial spirit, and the time when he broke through a major realm each time.

However, since Soul Master, Wang Bin's realm has never been updated in Wuhun Hall.

However, in the Tiandou City Division of the Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, Wang Bin showed the Soul King state.

"You're not yet sixteen years old, but you're already the Soul King?" Xie Yue's surprised voice sounded.

"When he was twelve years old, he broke through to the soul master level. In less than a year, he broke through to the great soul master level. In less than a year, he broke through to the soul master level. Finally, in less than two years, he broke through to the soul king level. This Wang Bin's breakthrough speed is too fast. Is it okay?"

Seeing Wang Bin's detailed information, Hu Liena couldn't help but be a little shocked.

She had heard from Bibi Dong that one of the contestants named Wang Bin needed special attention, but this was the first time she had seen this detailed information.

The trio of their golden generation were the most talented in the world, but they were nothing compared to Wang Bin.

Yan held the pieces of paper tightly, her palms trembling slightly from the exertion.

"Why is this guy so talented!"

Yan originally harbored hatred for Wang Bin, but seeing that his talent was so far ahead of his own made him even more jealous.

At the same time, he also knows one thing. Wang Bin is now in the same realm as himself as the Soul King, and he still has the ability to fight with him. If it takes a few years, his talent will definitely leave him far behind. He can no longer be his opponent.

In addition, Yan is also worried about one thing. If Bibi Dong takes a fancy to Wang Bin's talent and decides to take him into the Spirit Hall, how will he deal with it?

Could it be that this arm of mine was lost in vain?

Thinking like this, Yan firmly thought in his heart that if he wanted revenge, he could only do it in this competition. He could not miss this only opportunity no matter what!

(End of this chapter)