Douluo's Elemental Realm

The audience left the stage with disappointed faces, and the people of Xingluo who were waiting to celebrate outside the Soul Fighting Arena also cried out in sorrow after hearing the news.

The planned celebration had to be cancelled, and people left frustrated.

After Jingxuan and others left the Soul Fighting Arena, they headed straight for the North City Gate, with no intention of staying in Xingluo City any longer.

Outside the north gate of Xingluo City, three carriages were already waiting here.

Qiu Hao and other six regular players, plus two substitutes, boarded the two carriages at the back.

Jingxuan boarded the carriage at the front, opened the curtain, and saw Zhu Zhuqing and two old men.

"You're here." Zhu Zhuqing felt a lot more relaxed when he saw Jingxuan getting into the car.

"Yeah" Jingxuan responded with a smile, nodded to the two old men, and then sat next to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Won?" One of the old men asked with a tone of verification.

"Well, I used the second and third soul skills to directly defeat the Xingluo team," Jingxuan explained simply.

It was not to show off his strength intentionally, but out of respect for the two old men.

It is much better than simply answering that one wins.

Hearing this, the two old men both smiled slightly and praised their performance, then closed their eyes and fell asleep, saying no more.

Obviously the two of them knew Jingxuan's strength very well, so they were not surprised at all by this result.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Jingxuan with a surprised expression. He won the game so easily?

I was very curious about what happened at that time, but I suppressed my curiosity and did not ask.

The two old men gave her an unfathomable feeling, which made her dare not speak casually for fear of disturbing them.

"Let's talk about it later," Jingxuan whispered to Zhu Zhuqing. After saying that, he began to meditate to restore his soul power.

It was definitely inappropriate to chat in front of these two people.

"Yeah" Zhu Zhuqing responded in a low voice.

The wheels rolled, and the three carriages headed north at the same time, their destination being Wuhun City.

At the north city gate, a plainclothes man stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes following the movement of the carriage until the carriage disappeared from sight.

"Go and inform Xu Ming that the assassination is cancelled," the man withdrew his gaze and ordered the old man beside him.

The old man was slightly surprised and said: "Your Majesty, why is this?"

They have already arranged for soul masters to assassinate students on the only path they must pass through in the Wuhun Hall, led by a titled Douluo.

The assassination team is not weak. Jingxuan is basically certain to die, but now he is saying that it will be cancelled?

This made him confused.

The man looked at the old man seriously, with anger hidden in his indifferent eyes. The old man quickly knelt down on one knee:

"My subordinate was just confused for a moment, so I asked the question rashly. I had no intention of offending Your Majesty. Please forgive me."

Emperor Xingluo stared at the old man for a while and said coldly: "Whatever I tell you to do, you do it. Don't ask for reasons."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely remember this." The old man nodded in fear, breaking into a cold sweat from nervousness.

"Go and notify Xu Ming quickly. Tell him that I felt the auras of several titled Douluo in the carriage. If you don't want to die, you should leave immediately."

After Emperor Xingluo said this, he walked around the old man and left. He was in a very bad mood at this time.

He never expected that Wuhun Palace would send four titled Douluo to protect Jingxuan. This was really a generous move.

While he was surprised at how strong the Wuhun Palace was in protecting Jingxuan, he was also surprised by the terrifying strength of the Wuhun Palace.

Being able to send four Titled Douluo as bodyguards means that the total number of Titled Douluo they have definitely exceeds four.

He couldn't tell exactly how many there were, but in his opinion, the number was probably close to ten.

Ten titled Douluo, when he thought of this number, his heart skipped a beat, and he became more and more afraid of the Spirit Hall.

"What!" Upon hearing the four titled Douluo, the old man's pupils narrowed and his mouth opened in surprise.

Before the old man could react from his surprise, Emperor Xingluo's voice came:

"By the way, after notifying Xu Ming, immediately let people spread the news about Jingxuan. I want everyone in the continent to know that there is such a monster like Jingxuan."

"Especially the Shangsan Sect and the Tiandou Imperial Family, we must let them know about Jingxuan's terrifying talent."

"Yes" the old man replied, understanding what the emperor meant, which was to make other forces fear Jingxuan's talent and use it to kill people.

...

Jingxuan and others went very smoothly along the way, and the expected attack did not appear.

When he arrived, Jingxuan was flown to Star Luo City by a titled Douluo, much faster than a carriage.

The carriage was already on its way as quickly as possible, but it still took more than six days to arrive at Wuhun City.

After returning to Wuhun City, Jingxuan temporarily placed Zhu Zhuqing in a hotel near Wuhun Academy while he went to see Bibi Dong.

In the Pope's Palace, Jingxuan briefly told Bibi Dong about this trip to Xingluo, and also mentioned Zhu Zhuqing.

"Since Zhu Zhuqing is a friend of you and Nana and has a very good talent, let her enter the Wuhun Academy to study."

"She doesn't have to join Wuhun Palace, but you have to guarantee that she can't be an enemy of Wuhun Palace in the future."

"Martial Spirit Academy will not cultivate enemies," Bibi Dong warned.

Jingxuan was overjoyed and said: "Teacher, don't worry, Zhuqing will definitely not be an enemy of Wuhun Palace."

"Yes." Bibi Dong nodded slightly and said, "You performed very well this time and won honor for Wuhun Palace."

"The ten-thousand-year-old Purple Cloud Tiger soul bone should logically be rewarded to you, but I don't think that soul bone is suitable for you."

"The age is a bit low, and Ziyunhu is not a powerful soul beast. If you let you absorb it, it will be a waste of your talent."

"In the future, the teacher will find a more suitable right arm bone for you as your reward for this competition."

"Let's give this soul bone to Qiu Hao. This child's talent is also good. He has the potential to be titled and deserves to be vigorously cultivated."

Bibi Dong said in a consultative tone, caring more about Jingxuan's emotions.

Jingxuan had no intention of absorbing the soul bone, so he simply nodded in agreement and said with a smile:

"Teacher, actually you don't need to discuss it with me. I'm not that stingy and won't make you angry or mentally unbalanced."

Bibi Dong stood up and wanted to rub Jingxuan's head out of habit. Only then did she realize that the child in front of her had grown taller than her.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. Time flies so fast. Four years have passed before I knew it.

He originally raised his hand to rub Jingxuan's head, patted Jingxuan's shoulder, and said with satisfaction: "You are worthy of being my disciple of Bibi Dong."

Jingxuan smiled brightly.

"After traveling for such a long time, I must be tired. Let's go back and rest first," Bibi Dong said.

"Yes." Jingxuan nodded and was about to leave. When he turned around, he glanced at the letter on the table. The words on it instantly caught his attention.