In Douluo Dalu, I am six years older than Tang San

"Don't worry, they are not dead." Ye Lingling was the first to speak, "I have healed all the injuries in their bodies. The reason they are still awake is because they were knocked unconscious by Long Wei."

"Longwei" Qin Feng looked at Ye Lingling with a blank look on his face and said, "Where did the dragon come from?"

Qin Feng's eyes swept across Wu Siyi and others. When he saw the weak Liu Yi and Wei Xiao, he suddenly reacted.

"It turns out that the person you originally arranged to jump through the ring was not me." Qin Feng looked at Wu Siyi with absent-minded eyes and said, "You planned to trade with me from the beginning."

Wu Siyi nodded and said: "Senior Qin, I took a trick in the last battle. In the first six battles, I deliberately performed brilliantly so that you could focus all your attention on me. So when your martial soul fusion skill comes out, , the first thing that comes to mind is to contain and block me. But in fact, if I can replace your martial soul fusion skill by myself, I will have earned it."

"The higher the soul power of Liu Yi's target, the better. This is true, but you have forgotten that besides me, there is also a genuine soul sect in our team."

Qin Feng's lips moved slightly and his arms trembled violently. If it weren't for Qin Ya's support, he might have fallen to the ground.

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Qin Feng looked at the team members with a look of remorse. He pushed Qin Ya's hand away and walked towards them tremblingly, "The elite class didn't lose. The elite class didn't lose. It was me. I lost." I understand Wu Siyi.”

Before taking two steps, Qin Feng spurted a mouthful of blood on the ground and fainted together with the five people in the elite class.The shock caused by the two-level reversal was too strong. No matter how strong Qin Feng's willpower was, he still couldn't hold it back.

He thought that by stopping Wu Siyi, the elite class would win.He thought that in the final battle, he finally lived up to his trust.He thought he had only lost to Wu Siyi, but he didn't expect that he had lost to himself.

When Qin Feng looked at his fainted teammates, regret, despair, guilt, self-blame, and countless unknown emotions came to his heart. Fainting may be a kind of relief for him.

Qin Ya also glanced at Wu Siyi. She didn't hate the opponent in front of her at all.Seven defeats in seven games proves that there are indeed problems within the elite class.He is Qin Feng's respected opponent, and Qin Ya will not say anything.

Supporting Qin Feng, Qin Ya walked towards the next teammate.Wu Sijin stood up and said, "Liu Yi, Xieyue, let's go help."

"No need." Bibi Dong raised her hand gently, and a team of soul masters rushed in from behind and quickly cleaned up the mess.The seven people in the elite class should rest and receive treatment. After all, they are the rare elites of Wuhun Palace.

"Meet the Pope." The six people beside Wu Siyi all bowed.Wu Siyi subconsciously pushed away Dugu Yan who was supporting him, stood firm and looked at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong glanced at the girls next to Wu Siyi one by one, not knowing what she was thinking.After staring at them for a long time, Bibi Dong's light red eyes returned. She looked forward calmly and said: "From today on, you will replace the elite class and become the golden generation of my Spirit Hall. You will join the elite of the continent's advanced spirit master academy." Competition. From now until the official start of the competition, you cannot refuse the challenge of the seven members of the elite class. If you lose ten games in total, you will be disqualified."

"Thank you to the Pope," the seven members of the golden generation collectively bowed.

"No courtesy," Bibi Dong said, "You can't bow to the Pope after winning the elite championship."

As soon as Bibi Dong said these words, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo raised their eyebrows and refused to bow to the Pope. This was an honor that only a few elders of Wuhun Palace could enjoy.

But the two of them also understood Bibi Dong's intentions. As long as this golden generation does not die young, they will all be seated at the elders' table in the future.

Wu Siyi is the one who wants to become the Pope, and it will only be a matter of time before the six people of the golden generation who accompany him day and night reach the highest status.

"After you win the championship, your expected reward will be upgraded by half a level. Liwusi means Holy Son, do you have any objections?" Bibi Dong seemed to be asking a question, but in fact he was just going through the process.

"No objection." Seven people said again.

"Hu Liena, Ye Lingling, and Dugu Yan." Bibi Dong named the three women around Wu Siyi and said, "I'll go to the Pope's Palace after dinner." Biquge vp.vp268.

"Yes" the three women replied in unison.

After a whole day of seven consecutive battles, the faces of the seven members of the Golden Generation were full of fatigue. Everyone parted in the arena, and Wu Siyi and Bibi Dong returned to the Pope's Palace.

"Sister, did I go too far?"

"Do you mean Qin Feng?" Bibi Dong put his hand on Wu Siyi's shoulder, and walked toward the Pope's Palace like a brother and sister.

"Yes." Wu Siyi nodded and said, "He led seven people in the elite class and prepared for the elite competition for five years. But we suddenly robbed them of their qualifications and even the glory of winning the championship."

"Didn't you also lead your friends to prepare for five years?" Bibi Dong raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Siyi and said, "Why, are you planning to give up your qualifications?"

"Absolutely not," Wu Siyi said firmly. "It is the joint efforts and dedication of the seven members of the team to qualify for the competition. I have no right to control everyone's sweat and hardship. But sister, Qin Feng and the others are also rare geniuses. .”

Bibi Dong smiled and patted Wu Siyi's head lovingly. The 14-year-old Wu Siyi was in puberty and was almost as tall as Bibi Dong.

"Then let's arrange for them to join the Wuhun Hall as elite champions, and their benefits and benefits will not be reduced," Bibi Dong asked.

Wu Siyi was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect his sister to be so easy to talk to. He turned to look at Bibi Dong, who gave him a gentle smile. Only then did Wu Siyi react.

"Sister, you have already thought about how to arrange the elite class, right?"

"I haven't talked about you yet." Bibi Dong pinched Wu Siyi's face helplessly and said, "If I don't make a reasonable arrangement for the seven members of the elite class, how can you go to the game with peace of mind, and then take advantage of what you won when the time comes? Soul bones are given away from hand to hand, right?”

"Hey hey hey" Facing Bibi Dong's "bullying," Wu Siyi had to pretend to be stupid, but he was really happy. Bibi Dong finally no longer treated him as a child, which meant

"Sister, let's go quickly. I'm a little hungry. Is there anything delicious in the Pope's Palace today?"

“It’s all what you like to eat”

That night, Hu Liena and the others came to the Pope's Palace. Just a quarter of an hour ago, Bibi Dong deliberately sent Wu Siyi away to practice.

"See the Pope" the three women said in unison.

"Exemption."

"Thank you Pope"

"You are all the pillars of my golden generation. There are some things I will tell you directly." Bibi Dong sat high on the throne, leaning lightly on the armrest, leaning slightly on the back of the chair, resting one hand on the white-gold scepter, overlooking the three women .

"Those who don't like Wu Siyi should leave the Pope's Palace within three breaths."