Douluo's first poisonous milk

In fact, in Fan Tong's heart, he has always had an indifferent attitude towards coming to the Pope's Palace this time.

In his opinion, like all large "enterprises", this time is just a formality, and the main purpose is just to mobilize before the game!

Gather everyone together, say a few words of encouragement, arouse everyone's emotions, describe a bright future, and finally draw a pie and promise some benefits...

Anyway, after talking about it, they are all empty promises, but in fact, what you can get is nothing!

Of course, Fan Tong may be the only one who thinks this way.

For most people, being lucky enough to be summoned by the great Pope is already the greatest compliment!

Precisely because he was completely uninterested in this, Fan Tongtong did not feel any excitement at all after learning that he was coming to meet the Pope.

This is the way to control your subordinates!

The facts were indeed similar to what Fan Tong had guessed. After some stimulation, the eyes on his left and right, whether they were his original teammates or the three members of the golden generation, were all full of desire for victory.

If conditions permit, they can't wait to see their opponents right away, and then crush them one by one with overwhelming force...

Yes, it's just that impatient and hungry.

Apparently he had too much chicken soup!

"Did you all understand what I just said?"

Looking at the little guys with shining eyes below, Bibi Dong nodded with satisfaction, and then asked lightly.

"Understood, Your Majesty the Pope!"

Although everyone was in a state of excitement at this time, when facing Bibi Dong, they still maintained the respect and awe they should have, and did not dare to show even the slightest disrespect.

"Okay, you go down first! Then you just follow Bishop Fang Xinrou's arrangements!"

Having pretty much explained everything that needed to be explained, Bibi Dong waved his hand...

An expulsion order was issued.

Under the leadership of Fan Tong and Xie Yue, several people also turned around quickly and followed the middle-aged beautiful woman, Bishop Fang Xinrou, towards the side door of the hall, preparing to leave.

But before they could take a few steps out, Bibi Dong's soft voice came from behind again.

"Fan Tong, you stay!"

"?"

What's going on, sister, is this deliberately targeting me?The fun of chatting just now is not over yet, it’s not over yet!

If you push me hard, I'll...

so I...

I'll find a small bench!

After all, standing and talking for a long time is not good for your waist.

Under the gaze of everyone who was either surprised or confused, Fan Tong, who was directly named, could only reluctantly stop, lowered his head and returned to his original position obediently.

Why do you feel like you are being detained by the class teacher after class?

After all the "miscellaneous staff" left, Bibi Dong looked at Fan Tong's mischievous expression, and a half-smile appeared on his face.

In the eyes of outsiders, Fan Tong's behavior at this time was obviously too frivolous, and if he went online, he could even be charged with disrespect.

But maybe it was because she had been facing those subordinates who were respectful to her all year round, and she was a little tired of it. Now she suddenly met someone who was not so afraid of her. Not only did Bibi Dong not feel dissatisfied at all, but she also found it very interesting.

Maybe this has something to do with Fan Tong's age!

As a child, you are a little more innocent and can understand everything on your face.

If the person who did the same behavior at this time was an adult of a certain age, it would feel completely different!

To use an inappropriate metaphor.

A stick and a hole. If the stick is smaller, you can get more space for movement in the hole. No matter how you stir it left, right, up and down, there will be a certain amount of space.

But if the stick is as big as the hole, the result can be imagined!

This is similar to the fact that a person has different tolerance levels for different things and different people...

Fan Tong felt uncomfortable all the time being looked at by the other party's interested eyes, and it even made him feel like he was a monkey in the zoo, being watched and explored to his heart's content.

Really unable to bear it, he quickly spoke up to break the weird atmosphere in the hall.

"Your Majesty the Pope, what's the matter with keeping me here? Just ask me!"

Under the interference of Fan Tong's voice, Bibi Dong quickly came to her senses, but her expression was still so intriguing, and then she just spoke slowly.

"Ju Douluo Yueguan mentioned you to me before. I heard that your talent is very good. It is rare to have full innate soul power!"

Hearing this, Fan Tong was obviously stunned for a moment!

I didn't expect that my identity as a peerless genius would be exposed like this?

But to be honest, it's okay not to mention the words "innate soul power". When Fan Tong is mentioned, he can't help but feel discouraged.

When he learned that he had such a great talent, he was very happy. He thought that he would soon become another wall-hanging figure on Douluo Continent...

Who ever thought

Reality slapped him hard!

So what if he was born with full soul power? It didn't affect the speed of his soul power cultivation at all!

After breaking through level [-], coupled with the subsequent distraction by a series of things, and the joy of finally winning the team championship, all these made him temporarily forget about those unhappiness.

Unexpectedly, I was lured back by Bibi Dong now...

Thinking of this, Fan Tong couldn't help but feel miserable as he said in a leisurely tone.

"So what if I was born with full soul power? Now I can only break through the threshold of level [-]!"

Rationally, Fan Tong knew very well that the more talented he was at this time, the better. Maybe when Bibi Dong was happy, he would arrange a gift package for him to assist with learning.

Win over and train this future hero!

But Fan Tong is not that kind of person. In his dictionary, the phrase "please others" has never been mentioned.

Even if he joined Wuhun Palace in the first place, it was just to make a living temporarily and repay Wang Meng for taking care of him.

Sensing that Fan Tong's expression was wrong, Bibi Dong shook her head noncommittally, expressing that she did not agree with Fan Tong's current negative state, and then listened to her words in a very serious tone.

"I have a general understanding of your situation. You are born with full soul power. This alone is enough to prove your excellent talent. There is no need to belittle yourself.

The reason why it is not reflected now must be because there is a problem in some link, which requires you to explore and discover by yourself.

One day, when you have completely solved all those problems, all the difficulties in the past will be solved.

Besides

As an auxiliary soul master, it is more difficult to cultivate than a battle soul master, so it is inevitable that the soul power will grow slower! "

Since meeting this distinguished pope, this is the first time that Fan Tong has seen him speak so many words at once, and it was specifically to comfort him and enlighten him!

This somewhat moved Fan Tong.

In his impression, Wuhun Palace has always given people the impression that it is strict, fiercely competitive, has many rules, and lacks human touch.

It looks like a cruel workplace!

But who would have thought that the top leader of this organization actually has such a side...

It feels like you are working hard at Alibaba to move bricks, and every day suddenly Dad Ma comes and cares about you.

For a moment, you will have an indescribable feeling.

"As the first auxiliary soul master on the mainland with the rare talent of full innate soul power, as long as you persist, you will eventually find a bright road that belongs to you.

After you go down, think carefully. That's it for today. Your teammates are still waiting for you, so go! "

Fan Tong was still in deep thought because of what the other party said, but Bibi Dong didn't give him much time. After briefly summarizing, he issued an eviction order again.

"Thank you, Lord Pope, I will go down first!"

Fan Tong, who was in an inexplicably complicated mood at this time, was obviously not very interested, so he thanked him with an unprecedented sincerity and left in a hurry.

After everyone left, the empty hall fell into desertion again.

"It's a good seedling. I hope you can grow up quickly!"