Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

Chapter 367 1 group 2 fools

The battle between Lanba Academy and Tianshui Academy ended.

The top three spots are officially determined!

However, just when everyone was about to leave, the accident happened again!

Eton College directly announced that it would forfeit the remaining games.

The reason is very good. They can't defeat the monster Yang Pojun, let alone the three soul kings of Wuhun Palace.

between--

Well, looking at the representative of Eton College who showed no trace of shame and looked like a matter of course, everyone silently said in their hearts: You guys are such dogs...

Obviously, the people at Eton College also understand that even if they have seven soul sects, they have no chance of winning whether they face Wuhun Palace or Lanba Academy.

Rather than being pushed to the ground and being rubbed, they might as well give it up and be content with advancing to the top three. After all, the seed teams of Star Luo Royal Academy and Tiandou Royal Academy didn't even survive the second round. .

They were able to secure a seed spot for the Star Luo Empire, which was considered a complete achievement.

The next game is not something mortals like them can participate in!

Didn’t you see that Canghui Academy, which possesses the seven-in-one martial soul fusion skill, was beaten into an idiot?

Don’t you see, the golden generation of Wuhun Palace are now jealous?

Therefore, even though they appear to be as stable as old dogs during this period, in fact, they are quite panicked in their hearts.

Fortunately, they were lucky and did not encounter those two evil stars before the finals started!

Speaking of which, this Eton College is not easy. I originally thought of relying on all soul sects to show off in the soul master competition.

result!

Let me go... Why does Lanba Academy still have a Soul King? Where did such a tough monster come from?

Damn it... Wuhun Palace is even more outrageous. Can you please give me a little face, three soul kings?

Well, after a frightening journey, they finally advanced to the top three with the care of the goddess of luck.

So, next, a simple multiple choice question comes.

The next game is the individual elimination round. Do you think we should choose the gleaming golden pervert Yang Pojun from Lanba Academy, or the silver golden generation of Wuhun Palace who can blind his eyes?

Pooh……

We don’t choose anyone, we won’t play anymore, you can play by yourselves!

Well, everyone feels that Eton College's decision is unexpected. It is reasonable that the cardinal also expresses considerable understanding and sympathy. After all, not everyone is so stubborn and willing to be the backdrop.

This kind of behavior that is willing to go up and get beaten even though you know you are outmatched is a smart person who knows how to choose.

As for Yang Pojun, he was still deducing tomorrow's game in his mind. Unexpectedly, Eton College gave in and ran away. However, it was okay, because being messed with by them accelerated the progress of the game.

Looking at the Wuhundian team, the three soul kings breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

To be honest, at this moment, they were grateful to Eton College from the bottom of their hearts.

If Eton College does not abstain, then as the golden generation that the Pope relies on and who have high hopes from everyone, they will have to bite the bullet tomorrow even if their heads are hammered by Yang Pojun.

Don't ask, if you ask, you just can't give in. They can't afford to lose that person!

Therefore, Eton College's abstention helped them. After all, although they are both soul kings, there are differences between people. Can normal people and monsters be the same?

Three against one is okay, but one against one?

Hit a hammer?

just forget it……

All kidding aside, Eton College has withdrawn from the competition, but the finals will still go on as scheduled.

The individual elimination link has been omitted. In the next game, Lanba Academy will start the final battle with the Wuhundian team!

The time has come for a bayonet fight. The three soul kings face off against the final big devil. Whoever wins will win or lose in one battle!

As usual, after a day's rest, the finals officially begins!

In front of the splendid Pope's Palace, flags were fluttering, and an endless line of knights guarding the palace lined up from the front of the Pope's Palace to the foot of the mountain.

Bright silver armor, thick knight sword, regardless of whether it is practical or not, as long as it looks good!

The introduction is...the honor guard of the three armed forces?

Brother, is the sword in your hand heavy? Is it sharpened?

Looking all the way, to be honest, Yang Pojun was a little doubtful. The reason why they stood so straight was because their armor was supporting their bodies.

Well, facing Yang Pojun's confused look, the knights chose to ignore it!

On this solemn occasion, there was silence in the square. The knights protecting the palace, completely wrapped in a suit of armor, only showed a pair of unsquinting pupils, which made the entire area around the Papal Palace even more majestic.

I don't know if he was too excited. Last night, Yang Pojun tossed and turned until midnight before falling asleep. Therefore, he was woken up early in the morning without even waking up.

Under the leadership of Liu Erlong, a group of people stood side by side at the door of the Pope's Palace, like two idiots, waiting for the Pope's Palace to open.

Fortunately, they are not the only two fools like this, the seven members of the Wuhundian team are also treated in this way.

It's just that they came earlier, and they didn't have any impatient expressions. They were even more excited than the other, as if they had been buffed, and their eyes were shining with the light of fanatical faith, which was the faith in Wuhun Temple. , faith in the pope.

Seeing this scene, Yang Pojun breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help curling his lips. As a time traveler, he believed in materialism.

The core socialist values ​​of prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendliness are his beliefs!

He is not interested in this set of Wuhundian at all.

Of course, although Yang Pojun was not very interested in this set of things, he didn't act like a fool and directly showed his disdain.

After all, this is the territory of Wuhun Palace. Although the boss may be observing him secretly, it does not mean that he will indulge himself.

Especially in public, if he screwed up his mind, the consequences would probably arouse public outrage, which would not be fun. He was not Tang Ritian, so he could use a hammer to show off his power.

Hiss...Tang Ritian, I don’t know where Tang San’s boss is now?

He must be receiving special training from his father, right?

I don’t know if it’s over yet, but I’m still thinking of going to the Killing City to trick him...

His thoughts converged, and Yang Pojun looked around boredly. Suddenly, he discovered a problem...

Where has my cheap father-in-law gone?

And Qian Renxue, the sect leaders of the four lower sects?

It's understandable that Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi are not here. After all, they will come out with Bibi Dong later, but why aren't the others here?

They are not qualified to walk out from the main entrance of the Papal Palace...

Hiss...well, with their status, although they are not qualified to go through the main entrance, they are not like idiots like me, blowing the cold wind...

After cursing in his heart, Yang Pojun started to feel pain in his balls again, Jie Nima, why doesn't Bibi Dong come out?

How long does it take to stand tall?

It seems that he heard Yang Pojun's inner roar, and maybe Wuhun Palace didn't intend to leave them alone like this.

About half an hour later, the side door of the Pope's Palace opened, and twelve cardinals slowly walked out with solemn expressions. They walked all the way to the door of the Pope's Palace, standing on the left and right, six on each side.

After glancing at everyone below, the leader shouted: "His Majesty the Pope has arrived."

"Long live, long live, long live." Three shouts resounded throughout Wuhun City like a landslide and tsunami.

That was not only the voice of the orderly guardian knights on the Pope's Palace, but also the cry of all the soul masters in the entire Wuhun City who were not allowed to approach the Pope's Palace. For them, the Pope is the highest belief!

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