Douluo's Emperor Dragon

Pope Palace!

High above the throne, a woman sat quietly.

She has a beautiful face, skin like snow, beautiful long wine red hair, a golden scepter tightly held in her snow-white palm, and a luxurious crown dress on her body. The supreme master of the Wuhun Temple, Pope Bibi Dong.

"His Majesty the Pope, there is news from the main hall of the Kingdom of Balak!" A cardinal knelt down in the hall, holding a letter in his hand!

"Send it up!" The pope's red lips parted slightly, but his cold voice was full of majesty!

As soon as the words were finished, a man dressed in chrysanthemum-style clothes took the letter from the cardinal, and handed it to Bibi Dong respectfully.

The plain hand took out the letter, and read it carefully with a pair of beautiful eyes!

"Boom!" This was the sound of the scepter falling to the ground. Bibi Dong's face was indifferent, with unspeakable anger in his eyes, "Fengming Village has been massacred!"

Bibi Dong's tone was light, but it was like an earth-shattering shock, shocking everyone in the hall!

"What!" Everyone looked unbelievable. You must know that Fengming Village is the hometown of the Pope. How dare someone slaughter Fengming Village?

"Your Majesty, what are the casualties?" asked the man in a chrysanthemum costume.

"All men, old and weak, died, and only a few women and children survived!" Bibi Dong's tone was filled with anger. It is true that although she has no concern for Fengming Village, it is still her hometown after all. This move is tantamount to fighting. her face.

"Who dares to do such a heartless thing?" The man then spoke with anger in his tone. This move was also a challenge to the majesty of Wuhun Palace.

"Who else could it be? Of course it's those evil soul masters. The letter also said that the evil soul master's goal is not only Fengming Village, this is a premeditated revenge!"

Bibi Dong's eyes were sharp, "Yueguan, I'll leave this matter to you, be sure to catch all these evil soul masters without leaving a single one!"

"Yue Guan takes the order!" The man in chrysanthemum clothes bent down. It turned out that he was Yue Guan, the famous Ju Douluo of Wuhun Palace.

"The letter mentioned that a deacon from the main hall of Fasnuo and a child named Lu Yuan killed those evil soul masters and saved those women and children. How should this matter be handled?" Bibi Dong's eyes moved sideways.

"I wonder how strong these two people are?" Yueguan asked.

"The deacon is a fifty-level soul king with a martial spirit of Raging Wind and Furious Lion, and is forty-eight years old; the little boy named Lu Yuan is a fifteenth-level soul master with a martial spirit of golden dragon and is six years old. It is said that he is born with full soul power." Bibi Dong said calmly.

"For the record, His Majesty the Pope, Yue Guan thinks that the deacon doesn't need to be taken care of and can just hand out some rewards at will. However, the child named Lu Yuan has amazing talent and we should vigorously cultivate him!"

"This makes sense. The Golden Dragon is a legendary martial spirit and is extremely powerful. We should take advantage of such a talent!" An old man in black on Bibi Dong's left also said.

"Then send this Lu Yuan to the genius training camp. If he can win the championship in the trials three months later, he will be my second disciple." Bibi Dong said calmly.

"Your Majesty's Order!" No one objected to Bibi Dong's words. The Genius Training Camp is a training camp set up by Wuhun Palace to recruit children under the age of ten. It specializes in selecting talents for Wuhun Palace every three years. There will be a tryout, and this year happens to be the year when the tryout starts.

There are no mediocre people in the genius training camp. Every member's innate soul power is above level six. In the current training camp, there are students at the level of great soul masters. If Lu Yuan can stand out from here and win the championship, what will happen? He is also qualified to be the disciple of the Pope.

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After several days of trekking, Lu Yuan and Xu Fei finally arrived at Wuhun City!

"Martial Spirit City is so prosperous!" Lu Yuan couldn't help but admire. Along the way, he saw many prosperous cities, but even the capital of the Tiandou Empire was slightly inferior to the Spirit City in front of him. One chip.

"This is the holy city in the minds of all our soul masters!" Xu Fei said with reverence.

Lu Yuan was noncommittal, but Xu Fei said it was indeed true. Putting aside those so-called sects, the civilian soul masters in the world still had extremely high respect for Wuhun City.

"Where are we going now? Heading directly to Wuhun Palace?" Lu Yuan asked.

"No, let's go to the post house first. There are Wuhun Palace deacons there who are responsible for receiving visitors. We have to wait for orders in the post house. This is the rule!" Xu Fei said.

"Oh!" Lu Yuan nodded. Isn't this just like ancient China, where foreign guests had to stay in foreign hotels and wait for the Holy Emperor's summons?

It seems that whether it is Douluo Continent or ancient China, these things are basically the same.

"Stop whoever comes!" Lu Yuan's carriage was stopped, and the person who stopped it was the Templar Knight responsible for guarding Wuhun City!

"Get off the car!" Xu Fei said.

Lu Yuan nodded, and they got out of the car together!

"We are from the Fasnuo Spirit Main Hall, and this is our document!" Xu Fei took out a document from his arms, with the seal of the Fasnuo Province Spirit Main Hall on it!

After checking the documents, the knight cupped his hands and said, "The posthouse is just ahead, please go there on foot!"

Cars and horses are not allowed near the post house. After all, this place is already close to the Pope's Palace. Unless the elders enshrine someone of that level, even the platinum bishop has to obediently get out of the carriage and walk.

The power of the Pope cannot be violated!

"Okay, excuse me!" Following Xu Fei, Lu Yuan entered the post house!

There are a lot of people in the post house, and there are more than a dozen children who are about the same age as Lu Yuan. These children are the young geniuses sent by the martial arts branches or sub-halls in various places. Generally speaking, they can be sent to The geniuses here have at least level seven innate soul power.

"Hey, there's a new guy here!" The speaker was a middle-aged man dressed in a girly manner. His voice was high-pitched, and he raised his orchid fingers when he spoke. His androgynous tone gave Lu Yuan goosebumps all over his body!

"Hmph, Yue Ling, you'd better speak up!" Xu Fei frowned and shouted angrily.

"Hey, Xiao Feifei, why did the main palace of Fasnuo send you out? It's really rare!" Na Yue Ling didn't care at all about Xu Fei's words. Instead, she pretended to be coquettish and her eyes were "lovely." He looked at Xu Fei.

"Uh!" Lu Yuan felt his stomach churn. Yue Ling's look really disgusted him.

Xu Fei's face darkened, he pulled Lu Yuan and walked towards the house!

"Hey, Xiao Feifei, why haven't you answered my question yet?" the high-pitched voice came again.

Xu Fei's body trembled and he sped up again...