Xiao Yan travels to Douluo

In the afternoon of that day, Tianxincao was titled Douluo and Xinxuan's residence.

Bibi Dong came here in palace clothes and walked straight in without knocking. Along the way, she saw Xinxuan lying on the rocking chair as usual, and Xinqianqian was holding a petal in her hand and sitting next to her. Grandparents and grandson are contented.

"The Pope is here, please forgive me for not getting up to greet him."

The tone was very flat, and the rocking chair didn't even move. She had been alive for a few years, so what if the Pope could treat her as an old guy, and what if she didn't attend the meeting this morning.

Bibi Dong came to the side, a purple-black light appeared in her eyes, a cold and slightly evil aura exuded, and she said,

"In the next continent-wide senior soul master competition, I plan to give out a 10-year-old soul bone as a reward. I heard that there are some immortal herbs in Dugu Bo's medicinal garden, which can improve his talent and strength. I have promised to provide a gift for his granddaughter Dugu Yan I unconditionally provide the first five soul bones in exchange for the ownership of part of the fairy grass and the right to use the medicinal garden. Now you are the only one in the entire Wuhun Palace who can study these fairy grass in the shortest time."

After saying that, Xin Qianqian stood up directly, glared at Bibi Dong, and crushed the flower in her hand to pieces.

Xinxuan opened her eyes and slowly sat up. The meaning of Bibi Dong's words was very clear.

The Wuhun Palace wants to give Dugu Bo's granddaughter the soul bone, and it also has to take out the treasured 10-year-old soul bone to take risks in the Soul Master Competition. If he is unwilling to go to Dugu Bo's medicine garden, firstly, he will not be able to study and use these immortals in time. Secondly, the seven contestants in the soul master competition who did not receive the enhancement of the medicinal herbs may lose their 10-year soul bones; thirdly, the seven contestants who forcibly took the medicinal herbs may have accidents.In this situation, what does my life mean?

If you want to survive, what difference does it make between five years, three years, or one year?If the Pope doesn't care, will anyone else?Who really cares about a tough, bad old woman who only has one granddaughter left after her death?Today the Pope comes alone. If he refuses, the threshold will be broken down in the future.

"His Majesty the Pope has a good trick."

Bibi Dong took out three soul-tending jade slips, handed them over, and said, "Qianqian will be one of the participants in the soul master competition. Here are the other three. You pick one."

"It doesn't matter." Xin Qianqian casually took a jade slip and stuffed it directly into the storage soul guide.

"When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow!"

The next day, Xiao Yan cooked some breakfast by himself. In three months, he didn't learn how to fry, stir-fry, steam and fry well, but he still learned how to cook very well.

Holding a bowl and sitting on the grass, the sun slowly rises and spreads warmth.

"Sister, you're here so early."

Hu Liena came to the side and said, "How are you, are you in a bad mood?"

Xiao Yan took the last bite, put away the bowl, stretched his body, and said, "Yes, I want to hit someone now."

"Then let's go. The admission procedures for the Advanced Soul Master Academy have been completed. I'll go with you."

"We won this year's continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition. Have you started selecting the next contestants?"

Hu Liena expressed that she was not sure and said, "Master is well aware of this matter. Why, you want to participate!"

"Of course, as a disciple of the Pope, this is a must."

"Hehe, then you have to work hard. You are only level 33 now. Can you become a level [-] soul king in five years?"

"As long as I can defeat the Soul King, it doesn't matter whether I am level [-] or not."

"Hey, by the way," Hu Liena said after thinking of something, "to officially announce your identity to the whole continent, we have to wait until the results of the Soul Master Competition are announced in five years. If you lose, you will be embarrassed. .”

"Sister, I'm here, don't worry."

The two chatted all the way, left Youcheng District, passed through the business district north of the Pope's Palace, and entered the Advanced Soul Master Academy.Because a large number of mimicry training sites need to be built, the academy is huge and is located near the north city gate. The moat flows into the academy, forming a lake.

Xiao Yan didn't want to go to the office area to meet the person in charge of the college for the time being, so Hu Liena took him directly to the playground.

After releasing her mental power and finding her target in the crowd, Hu Liena walked over, bowed and said, "Teacher Chen, I'm here with Xiao Yan."

This is a middle-aged man, a level [-] soul emperor, wearing gray attire, with a strong build, a broad face, and a rumbling voice, "Oh, you two are here, so fast, didn't you go find the dean? "

Hu Liena smiled playfully, "We wanted to see the teacher and classmates quickly, so we came here first."

Xiao Yan also bowed at this time and said, "Hello, Teacher Chen."

Chen Mingyue looked up and down and said, "Xiao Yan, right? He has level 33 soul power, martial soul blue silver grass, unknown training direction, and unknown combat effectiveness."

Xiao Yan's voice became a little deeper and he said, "Teacher, I have fighting ability."

"Oh, mental power, right? You can't use mental power to fight here, otherwise I won't be able to teach you anything."

Closing his eyes, Xiao Yan tortured himself in his heart, how should the Pope's apprentice behave? Should he have a good relationship with everyone, or should he be extremely strong?

Opening his eyes, Xiao Yan looked directly at Chen Mingyue, "Teacher, find a few classmates to try with me. Then you can see my strength."

"Okay, I'll find a team of people."

At this time, Hu Liena whispered, "Very good, I was worried that you would back down. For the first time, be stronger."

Soon, Chen Mingyue brought six men and women over and said to Xiao Yan, "These are the six teammates I originally selected for you. I want you to form a standard seven-man soul master team, so that you can compete against each other."

He raised his head, looked around, and shouted to the crowd, "Everyone gather, sit on the ground, and watch the competition."

With an order, more than thirty people sat down one after another. Only Chen Mingyue, Hu Liena, Xiao Yan and six others stood.

Xiao Yan's mental power swept over. The six people's soul power was between level 31 and 35. Judging from their aura, they should have attack, control, and assistance. They were indeed a complete team.

After everyone took their positions, Chen Mingyue shouted, "The battle begins."

Seven people released their martial souls at the same time, all with three soul rings: two yellow and one purple. Xiao Yan stood still while the six people on the opposite side adjusted their formation. Four people lined up in a row, and two people rushed out from the flanks.

"Third Soul Skill, Spread", everyone saw patches of blue light, and knee-high blue silver grass began to grow, occupying a 20-meter radius, completely surrounding Xiao Yan.

The speed of the six people who stepped into it immediately slowed down, the perfectly advancing formation became scattered, and the distance between them was forced to constantly change.

As soon as the leader in the middle raised his hand, the six people stopped one after another and confronted Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan didn't care. One against six, the only one who couldn't bear it would be the opponent. They would definitely charge, and all he had to do was wait.

Sure enough, after waiting for ten breaths, many students watching the battle began to whisper. One person on the opposite side felt that he had lost face and shouted anxiously, "Boss."