Douluo's Encounter with the Demon Arrival

Salas was already very impatient, "Dean Flanders, you have to know that I am not here to see a show. You know the purpose of my coming here. Don't pretend to be stupid for me!"

Flanders was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Oh, it's unfair, this has nothing to do with us at all!"

"Of course I know, what I want are those students from Lanba Academy!" Salas' face became extremely ugly.

"Oh! You said those students are there!" Flanders suddenly realized.

Hu Yanzhen, the leader of the Elephant Armor Sect on the other side, looked at Flanders coldly. The hatred in his eyes seemed to have cut Flanders into pieces with a thousand swords.

"The students from Lanba Academy are really ruthless. At such a young age, it's incredible!"

"Flender, I'm informing you again that I have handed over several students from Lanba Academy without consulting you. Our time is very precious!"

"Old ghost, don't be so shameless!" Hu Yanzhen narrowed his eyes, took a step forward, and the eight soul rings behind him rose up, pressing down on Flanders.

"Ouch, are you going to do it again?" Not to be outdone, Flanders also showed his martial soul. A green owl spread its wings and flew, with the same eight soul rings, shining with strange brilliance.

Salas was shocked, good guy, this Flanders is hiding deep enough!

At the same time, he also took a step forward and shouted: "Flender, do you want to go against the organizing committee? If you refuse to accept the investigation, the competition organizing committee will remove Shrek from the competition. Do you want to alright!"

The eight soul rings behind him shone brightly, but their aura was not even a little stronger than that of Flanders and Hu Yanzhen.

Ning Fengzhi just watched silently without speaking. Finally, he said leisurely: "Bishop Salas, don't forget the purpose of our coming. We are here to investigate the intentional harming of people at Lanba Academy!"

Salas glanced at Ning Fengzhi coldly, but the Bone Douluo behind him forced him to lower his proud head.

"Hmph, I'll give you some face!" Salas said disdainfully, looking at him as if he was giving alms.

"Now, we need to investigate Lanba Academy and invite them out!" Salas ordered to the Templar Knights behind him.

"Yes!"

"Let's see who dares!" Flender's eyes widened and he pressed on the ten templar warriors.

"Flanders, what do you mean?"

At this time, a burst of applause came, and everyone heard it and turned away.

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I saw a team slowly approaching, handsome men and beautiful women, very attractive to everyone's eyes.

Zhang Wu stood at the front, clapped his hands, and said with a faint smile: "That's right, that's right, this is the Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Palace, and he has given Wuhun Palace a lot of face!"

Salas felt that something was not right. This person seemed like the boy in his mind, and asked hesitantly: "You, who are you?"

"Who am I? Salas, open your eyes wide and take a good look at who I am!" Zhang Wu stared straight at Salas without any color in his eyes.

"!!!"

Salas's eyes widened. Could it be him? No, no, no, this is impossible, how could the Pope release him, how could he, as the hope of Wuhun Palace, come out!

"Can you call Bishop Platinum by his first name?" a cardinal next to Salas shouted, staring at Zhang Wu dissatisfied.

As soon as Hu Yanzhen saw Zhang Wu and others, he stared at the blood-red eyes and rushed straight to the members of the Cavaliers, "Today, I will make you pay with blood!"

Zhang Wu didn't have any reaction, but said lightly: "Salas, I thought you would change in some way, but I didn't expect that you are still like this. Wuhun Palace has a rule not to raise useless people, so you won't be You don’t understand!”

The hair on Salas's forehead was almost dripping, as if, it was really that boy!

Just as Hu Yanzhen rushed towards Zhang Wu, a blue figure appeared in front of him, and then kicked Hu Yanzhen dozens of meters away.

Salas's face changed drastically when he saw this man. He no longer had any chance to take any chances. He immediately stepped forward and said with great respect: "I have met Elder Lei Fei, His Royal Highness the Holy Son!"

Elder Lei Ting didn't pay any attention. He just kicked out the guy Hu Yanzhen and stood behind Zhang Wu.

"Bishop Salas, you are very majestic!" Zhang Wu said lightly.

"Don't dare!" Salas was sweating profusely at this time, and his waist was almost bent to the ground.

"Is there anything that Archbishop Salas Platinum doesn't dare to do? You are 'well-known' in Tiandou City! There are no people in this city who don't know about you!"

Salas was speechless. He had seen His Highness the Holy Son's ability before. It was a completely misunderstood existence. This was the supreme existence of Wuhun Palace in the future. If he was dissatisfied, he would definitely be in the future. You can't survive in Wuhun Palace!

"This team was specially trained by me. Their talent is even stronger than that of the so-called golden generation. I hope Bishop Salas will give it a careful consideration!"

"You know, our team members here are basically fourteen years old, and their soul power is above level 40. I think, Bishop Salas, you know what this means!"

"I know, I know!" Salas said respectfully, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Zhang Wu glanced at Salas lightly, expressed his gratitude to the dean and others, and then left.

"Boss, I really relieved myself today!" Yao Chuhao said excitedly.

"The life or death of a platinum archbishop is not something I can kill on my own initiative. It is decided by the vote of the Elder Hall. Before I return to the Spirit Hall, I have no rights!" Zhang Wu curled his lips and said.

"Hey, look at that guy, he deserves to die!" Yao Chuhao was indignant. Salas's name was notorious in Tiandou City, and he could stop crying at night.

Never do bad things, do all bad things, this is Salas!

"Wait a minute, he won't have a good life for a long time!" Zhang Wu shook his head and led everyone away.

......

In a dark room, Salas was pacing back and forth. Suddenly, he grabbed the tea cup on the table and smashed it out, "Damn Zhang Wu, what are you looking like! Isn't it just a time martial spirit! There is one! What a big deal!”

Although Salas shouted angrily, he understood that the Time Martial Spirit was really amazing! That is an ability that only gods can control!

When he thought of Zhang Wu's abilities, he fell into deep fear.

If Zhang Wu returns to the Spirit Hall and submits a book to the Pope, he will definitely not survive. Even though he is an eighty-ninth level Soul Douluo now, in the eyes of the Pope, he is still not as good as Zhang Wu. .

"what do I do!"

At this moment, a purple figure suddenly appeared behind him.

"I think you need this!" The purple figure took out something, and it turned out to be the dial of the alien knight!