I'm playing cards in Douluo

competition is over.

On the teaching platform in the center of the square, Vice-President Shan Yue Douluo and several other distinguished elders of Wuhun Palace also looked astonished.

After a long while, Dragon Tiger Douluo Dai Longmie looked at his grandson Dai Tian who was lying unconscious in the audience with a pale face and blood on the corner of his mouth. Although his heart ached a little, he could only sigh helplessly in the end.

His Majesty the Pope is here, and he has no way to interfere in the affairs among young people. He can only watch his own grandson being beaten like this in public, but he can't do anything.

Since he didn't say a word before Dai Tianjiang knocked Youcheng away twice, and now that Youcheng defeated him head-on in front of countless people after his strength greatly increased, he has no reason to rebuke Youcheng. City's actions.

Dai Tian's encounter was entirely his own fault, so he had no choice but to sigh and shake his head.

"Haha, this little guy is ruthless. You are so lucky to have accepted such a student, you stinky chrysanthemum."

On the side, Ghost Douluo stared at the young man in the field who was slowly retracting his huge dragon wings. However, he ignored Ju Douluo's helpless expression and nodded. An ugly smile appeared on his stiff face for the first time.

On the field, several teachers walked up to Dai Tian in time, checked for breath, and nodded in the direction of the teaching platform.

Then, he pulled him up and helped him away quickly.

The person is fine, he just fainted.

Afterwards, Xiao Poyun, as the referee, quickly came on stage. After confirming the situation in Youcheng at this moment, he scanned the audience and his voice, blessed by soul power, resounded throughout the square!

"The game is over! The winner goes to the city!"

Whoa-!

As soon as his voice fell, an overwhelming cheer suddenly sounded from the square.

Amidst such a torrent of sound, the entire square was trembling. Countless people stood up from the stands and looked at the standing figure in the field, their eyes filled with envy and awe.

You Cheng used his true strength to defeat the great soul masters of level [-] and above as a thirteenth-level soul master, and announced to them the fact who was the strongest in this class of Wuhundian Junior Academy.

At the same time, he also let them know that he was the one qualified to become the core disciple of the Pope!

All of this is based on strength and fists. In this world where strength is respected, only this is the most convincing truth!

At this time, Youcheng naturally ignored the different moods in the hearts of those who admired Yu Daitian.

He only knew that now that he was ranked first in the academy, he was much closer to fulfilling his long-cherished wish.

He has even begun to look forward to what earth-shaking changes will happen if he obtains more martial soul cards containing souls.

Although Blue Eyes is a powerful high-attack card and has the attribute of dragon transformation, it is not an effective martial spirit after all. I am afraid that when he can use the fused martial spirit card, or the Abyss Eye White Dragon, it will make people feel like they are reborn. The change!

You Cheng is looking forward to that feeling, because he vaguely knows that this transformation will probably make him truly strong!

A strong man who has the strength to take revenge and protect what he cherishes.

Instead of like now, when you encounter problems, you need to rely on the strength of your elders.

"The position of disciple of the Pope belongs to me."

Slowly clenching his fists, Yu Cheng felt a little excited. As soon as he got that thing, he would truly have the qualifications to become a strong man in the mainland!

On the teaching desk.

Pope Bibi Dong stood up slowly, and his original emotional fluctuations calmed down.

She looked at You Cheng on the stage, her eyes flashing with satisfaction. This little guy had proven everything with his talent and strength.

"Congratulations on your final victory. I still remember that when I was adopted by the last pope, I was also born with full soul power. But if I can say that I won the first place in the student ranking competition, it was only after I was ten years old. You have surpassed The person I once was.”

Pope Bibi Dong's voice came, awakening You Cheng who was immersed in joy.

The Pope and all the titled Douluo all stood up, and Bibi Dong announced with a calm face, "Wulhundian Academy Junior College Student Ranking Tournament, this year's final champion is the first grade class monitor: Yu Cheng. Congratulations, young genius Soul Master."

You Cheng stood on the competition stage with some embarrassment. For a moment, he didn't know where to go next?

Whether to continue standing, return to the class, or step off the stage.

As the referee, Xiao Poyun noticed the uneasiness on You Cheng's face and said loudly: "Please champion players, come forward and receive the championship reward."

Turning to look at Teacher Xiao, and then at the eager eyes of his friends in the competition, You Cheng took a deep breath, took firm steps, and walked towards Pope Bibi Dong step by step.

When he actually walked up to Bibi Dong, he realized that the pope in front of him was so stunningly beautiful.

Noble, elegant, tranquil, all kinds of beautiful words seem to be applicable to this woman.

Although she is already over thirty, the traces of time seem to have not left on her body.

The Pope stared at Yu Cheng in front of him, with a strange light shining in his eyes, "You are outstanding, even better than I expected. Xiao Yu Cheng, kneel down."

"Your Majesty the Pope?"

You Cheng was a little puzzled.

"Silly boy, are you still calling yourself His Majesty the Pope?"

Ju Douluo said with a smile.

Hearing this, how could You Cheng not understand what was going on, and his face suddenly became serious.

Suddenly, he took a step back, widening the distance between himself and Pope Bibi Dong. Then, he fell to his knees and grabbed the ground with his head!

At this moment, at this moment when he fell to his knees, You Cheng's mind was clear.

"This kneeling, this kneeling is for my future. I am not a very arrogant person, but it does not mean that my knees are weak, nor does it mean that I have no ability to resist beautiful women."

In You Cheng's mind, strong thoughts took root deeply.

He must make everyone feel his sincerity and feel that he is the most loyal person in Wuhun Palace. At the same time, he must also use this power to climb to the top.

Call him utilitarian or call him ulterior motives, but the meaning of his existence now is revenge, revenge, revenge.

Only after revenge did he have the mood and qualifications to see the world.

bang——

Then, You Cheng faced Pope Bibi Dong and kowtowed three times to her respectfully.

This time, it was Bibi Dong's turn to be stunned, "You kid."

"master."

You Cheng shouted respectfully, "Please accept me as your disciple."

Bibi Dong smiled with satisfaction, bent down, held on to the scepter, and pulled You Cheng up from the ground.

"Silly boy, why do you have to kowtow to become a disciple? Don't you know that this is the etiquette of only worshiping the king and parents? You only need to bow."

You Cheng was helped to straighten up and said very seriously: "Master, master, like master and father, you are the only relative to me! You should be bowed down by me!"

Hearing this, Pope Bibi Dong couldn't help but be moved!