The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

After Jin Crocodile left with the two worshippers, Guibao and Nihuang also left one after another, and in the end only the group of people who brought them were left.

No, there is one more person, Hu Liena, who calls herself the Saint of the Pope’s Palace.

Holding the disciple's hand, Bibi Dong came to Liu Erlong. Now the two of them were evenly matched. There was nothing to compare with except the people around them. She put Hu Liena next to her and said, "This is my disciple. Hu Liena is also the vice-captain of my martial arts team in this competition, the main controlling soul master of the team, and is now the level 51 soul king. I met the person next to you during the last competition. I don’t know what your current cultivation level is. Geometry, don’t make any mistakes again.”

"Oh, it turns out that this person is the leader of the golden generation of Wuhun Palace. It is a great honor to be accepted by the Pope as a disciple. My brother is not very talented. He is only at level 63 now. He is still a little far away from our realm. , the difference is more than 30 levels." Liu Erlong stretched out his hand, leaving a little distance between his thumb and index finger, and pinched it modestly.

When Hu Liena heard the sound in her ears, her eyes widened and she stared at Mo Wen like a searchlight. She glanced back and forth, showing suspicion. She held the tray and said, "That year I saw classmate Mo Wen in the competition field." Liena is yearning for the heroic figure on the page, and I wonder if I can teach her something today."

"Nonsense. Dragon King Douluo and Elder Mo Wen of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect have come all the way and haven't had a good rest yet. If you can't choose today for a sparring match, wouldn't you be taking advantage of others' danger." Bibi Dong scolded Hu Liena with a straight face, His eyes showed admiration.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Wen also understood what the master and apprentice wanted to do. He moved his wrists, looked at Hu Liena with a smile, and said, "Of course it's okay to compete, but I am good at fighting one against many, so why not use your two Call out all the teammates at the Soul King level and let’s discuss it together.”

"Okay, it's a deal." Hu Liena hurriedly ran away holding the tray with a look of anger.

Among the remaining five people, Bibi Dong chuckled and said in a seemingly comforting voice, "Liena is a little impatient, but I still want to advise Elder Mo Wen, don't underestimate the golden generation of my Wuhun Palace. They are better than The one from the previous term was much stronger.”

"It's just a discussion. The Pope can just let them go. Besides, nothing can happen to us four titled Douluo watching. What we are best at is defeating the strong with the weak. I think I was defeated when I was still at level 89. Tang Hao, Mo Wen is now level 63, it is relatively easy to defeat the three soul kings." Liu Erlong, wearing rose red armor, said to Bi Dong with a smile.

Suddenly hearing Tang Hao's name, Ghost Douluo's body trembled, and everyone present felt it. This made Bibi Dong feel embarrassed. The last thing she wanted to do in the world was to lose face in front of Liu Erlong. Thinking about those words before, there was a rage burning in my head.

He snorted coldly, and didn't know whether he was dissatisfied with Ghost Douluo's performance or disdainful of Liu Erlong's words. He took the lead and walked down, looking back and saying, "In that case, let's see the real seal on the Soul Fighting Stage, Pope Palace." The ones at the door are only for competitions, so let’s go to the martial arts arena. Dragon King Douluo, please."

"The Pope is welcome, please." Liu Erlong deliberately walked side by side with Bibi Dong, and also pretended to be polite in his reply.

Later, Mo Wen lamented that women are really complicated and hurriedly followed.Ju Douluo held Ghost Douluo's hand and continued to comfort him, hanging behind him.

When a group of people arrived at the Soul Fighting Stage in the martial arts arena, there were already many people sitting in twos and threes under the stage. On the stage, Hu Lilie, who had changed into a smart outfit, was whispering something to two young men in fine clothes.

Seeing Bibi Dong coming, the whole audience stood up. Hu Liena and the two teenagers hurried over and made different sounds.

"Hello teacher."

"Long live His Majesty the Pope!"

At this moment, Bibi Dong was so noble and elegant. She held the scepter in her left hand, raised her right hand slightly, and said solemnly, "Excuse me, today the captain of the runner-up team in the last Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is going to compete with me. Let the three elites of the Wuhun team compete with each other, watch the game carefully and understand it with your heart."

For some reason, Mo Wen felt a little harsh when hearing these words. Moreover, Bibi Dong seemed to have glanced at Liu Erlong specifically just now. He didn't know if it was his imagination.

The next second, a voice that seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth sounded in his ears, "If you lose, just wait until you go back and I will train you well. It has been a long time since I let you feel my sister's love, so I will let you appreciate it carefully." one time."

"Gudong." Mo Wen swallowed, and smiled slightly at Liu Erlong, who was looking straight ahead with no expression, saying that he would work hard.

At this time, Bibi Dong suddenly looked at Mo Wen and smiled meaningfully, looking very malicious, and said, "Elder Mo Wen, please behave well and let the geniuses of my Wuhun Academy see the style of the number one genius in the mainland. "

"The pope is too polite. Genius is just a name. I can only go all out and hope that we can all have good results." Although Bibi Dong's expression was not right, Mo Wen was not afraid. He was joking. Compared with Liu Erlong, he was worse. It's just too far.

Then several titled Douluo left the Soul Fighting Stage, leaving only four young people standing ten meters apart from each other. One of them, the red-haired one, looked very eager to try.

Hu Liena, who was standing in the middle of the trio, took a step forward, cupped her hands and said, "Hu Liena of the Wuhun Team, Level 51 Control Soul King."

The relatively friendly young man on the right took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Martial Soul Team Xie Yue, Level 52 Attack System Soul King."

The red-haired man on the left who looked dissatisfied took a step forward, raised his hand casually, and said, "Martial Soul Team Yan, Level 51 Attack System Soul King."

Finally, Mo Wen took a step forward, with a gentle smile on his face, and said, "Mo Wen of the Holy Path Team, Level 63 Attack System Soul Emperor."

Ju Douluo Yueguan was a temporary guest referee. He stood on the edge of the ring and said seriously, "Today's competition is based on the chivalrous spirit of using martial arts to make friends. It will end when the time comes. Please pay more attention and prepare to begin!"

"Buzz!" Four people on the field had their soul rings at the same time. The three members of the Wuhun team all had two yellow, two purple and one black, while Mo Wen's had two yellow, one purple and three black, an unconventional configuration of six soul rings. Based on the depth of the color, it is obvious that the third ten thousand year soul ring is at least 4 years old.

Hu Liena was also shocked when she saw the six soul rings. From that year when she watched the finals, she regarded Mo Wen as her biggest opponent in life. When she heard that he was the soul emperor, she was prepared in her heart. , I didn’t expect it to be true.

A charming red color flashed in her eyes, and her second soul ring lit up. Hu Liena's martial spirit was that of a demon fox. Her strongest ability was the ability to enchant, which was also what she was best at. The existence of the first level rarely misses the mark.

Next to them, one on the left and the other on the right, Xie Yue was holding two waning-moon scimitars with an evil aura. Yan, who was wearing lava armor and smelling of sulfur, crossed forward and rushed towards Mo Wen.

As an all-round developed soul master, Mo Wen has never been afraid of those mental attacks. The golden gems on Liu Erlong's headband were condensed by his own mental power, combined with some rare metals and spells. Wen can withstand the highest level of mental shock at the Title Douluo level.

After being forced to accept Hu Liena's charm, Mo Wen was not affected at all. In order not to expose too much, he deliberately did not fight back. He drew out the Black Eyebrow Sword. The Black Eyebrow and the scabbard moved to the left and right, welcoming Xie Yue and Yan Kuangfeng. A rain of attacks.

Hu Liena in the rear cast several charms in succession, but they all failed and she could not get any feedback. Most of her abilities were useless. She could only show her sharp claws and wander around constantly, looking for favorable opportunities to carry out that moment. s attack.

The three people fighting together were all added to the status, and their weapons or bodies all lit up. For a while, they could only see the collision of light and shadow, but could not see the weapons and lava arm armor at all. The sound of ding-ding-ding kept coming to mind.

Off the field, Bibi Dong had a panoramic view of everything. Seeing the three most talented people under her command being teased back and forth by Mo Wen alone, a murderous intention arose in her heart. She opened her red lips lightly and used her soul power to force her voice into a line. .