Douluo Zhang San's counterattack life

"Oh? You want me to complete the Nine Rakshasa Examinations with him."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong frowned and placed her right hand on her smooth chin. After thinking for a moment, she said:

"This seems a bit difficult."

Bibi Dong knew that Zhang San's superficial ability was just that of a great soul master.

Although Zhang San has some special abilities that she doesn't know about, she is not sure whether Zhang San can survive the increasingly cruel and difficult Rakshasa test.

And even if he has the ability to survive.

Bibi Dong also understood that after experiencing a severe divine test, his condition was often not good, and he might even temporarily lose his combat power and consciousness.

She couldn't be sure that Zhang San wouldn't take advantage of others' danger to do something detrimental to her. If it happened, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to stop it at that time, and maybe she wouldn't even have the chance to settle old scores later.

The two old men obviously understood the complexity of this matter. The old man in purple robe said:

"It is indeed difficult, so you need to fully evaluate this person to make sure that he has such qualifications and abilities, and is also worthy of your trust."

"This... I'm afraid it won't happen overnight."

Bibi Dong felt a headache. She pressed her Qingming point and asked:

"Is there really no other way?"

The old man in blue robe said:

"Each Rakshasa Divine Test will allow you to fuse a piece of divine power crystal. The part he takes away is also necessary, otherwise the Divine Test will not be complete."

Bibi Dong frowned and thought for a while, then said:

"He has about three divine power crystals on his body, so I just need to let him take the divine examination three times, right?"

The old man in purple robe explained:

"But the problem is that this is the first time in the history of the sect that the power of Rakshasa inheritance will be divided. We can't tell what the crystallization of divine power required for each subsequent divine test is, and whether it is in him. If it is needed but he is not present, the divine test will not be able to proceed, and may even fail directly."

The old man in blue robe shook his head and sighed:

"Perhaps this is also one of the tests given to you by Lord Rakshasa God."

"Um……"

Bibi Dong closed her eyes and thought about something. Finally she opened her eyes and exhaled a breath and said:

"It's too late. I think I can answer all your doubts. Now I'm a little tired, so please step aside first!"

"Yes! Your Highness the Saint, we are leaving."

The two old men also knew that Bibi Dong needed time to make a decision, and since the purpose of their trip had been achieved, they naturally followed Bibi Dong's instructions and evacuated outside the house.

Among them, the purple-robed old man said to Bibi Dong in his seat before closing the door:

"You have a heavy responsibility, so please remember to take care of yourself."

"Ah."

At this time, Bibi Dong closed her eyes and nodded slightly. After the door closed and the breath of the two old men disappeared, Bibi Dong's eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes.

But at this time, Bibi Dong seemed calm, but her purple eyes were flashing with anger.

"Zhang...san..."

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and spit out the name, then slapped her palm on the stone table.

crackle!

The teacups and dishes on the table shattered.

At this time, Bibi Dong was very unwilling. She did not want to compromise and cooperate with Zhang San.

But for the sake of divine status, she had to make compromises.

Bibi Dong didn't expect that she would be so angry. It was her own power, but she had to go through twists and turns and face the divine test with the person who stole her power.

I'm afraid he will also get a lot of benefits during this period.

Of course Bibi Dong doesn't mind these details, what she cares about is the powerlessness she feels now.

Because of the existence of Zhang San, her road to becoming a god had countless twists and turns and variables.

But she could only accept the status quo and compromise with reality, and she was unable to punish the "culprit".

This sense of powerlessness made her proud and extremely angry, just like an eagle being shackled. She wished she could bite off her talons, gnaw off her feathers, and fly to the free sky.

However, Bibi Dong understands that now is not the time to act on impulse. For her ideals and goals, she has endured humiliation for ten years.

She had endured many humiliations, including this one.

But on the surface, she has always been as calm as a breeze, but she still has joys and sorrows, and she still gets angry because of things she doesn't like.

However, the anger welling up in her chest now could only be vented on these innocent utensils.

Boom!Boom!

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The angry Bibi Dong said angrily:

"Enter!!"

The waitresses who had just returned from the door felt Bibi Dong's anger and the terrifying power emanating from her as soon as they opened the door. They all knelt down tremblingly and said tremblingly:

"Her Royal Highness the Saint! You, you are..."

"Ah...it's okay."

Bibi Dong realized her gaffe, and she immediately returned to her normal appearance.

"I accidentally knocked over the dishes just now. I'm not in a good mood. Don't worry about it."

Although Bibi Dong was angry, she would not vent her anger on innocent people, and she also knew how to control her emotions.

Bibi Dong, who was indeed a little tired, took off her black robe and walked to the bedroom, turning her back to the maids and said:

"Clean up this place and then you all can rest."

"Yes……"

All the maids were so frightened by the terrifying power that Bibi Dong had just shown that their legs were weak. Originally, they were going to step forward to change Bibi Dong's clothes, but due to their physical weakness, no one could stand up. In the end, they could only watch Bibi Dong walk in. She then closed the door of her own bedroom, and no longer saw the figure of the noble and unpredictable Rakshasa saint.

"Come, come and work..."

After a while, an older waitress recovered, and she called on the other waitresses to complete the final work with her.

They quickly and quickly cleared away the debris on the table and on the floor. Suddenly, a waitress thought that the tablecloth was a little dirty, so she motioned to her companions to uncover the tablecloth with her. As soon as the tablecloth was lifted, the tabletop underneath was exposed. out.

"This is?"

The next scene stunned the maids present.

The smooth and flat desk is now full of cracks, and at the end of these cracks is a slender and clear palm print.

A waitress pushed the stone table curiously, and the rather solid stone table turned into a pile of rubble amid a roar.

It seems that if they want to rest tonight, they have to wait a little later...

"Well……"

Zhang San, who had slept contentedly, slowly opened his eyes. Because the lights in the medical room were unexpectedly bright, it took Zhang San some time to adjust to it without opening the purple magic pupils.

When Zhang San slowly opened his eyes and regained his vision and consciousness, the figure of a woman in front of him gradually became clear.

"Bibi Dong? Oh no! Master?!"

When Zhang San saw the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, he subconsciously called him by his name, then immediately covered his mouth and changed his words.

Yes, the woman in front of him was Bibi Dong. At this time, Bibi Dong was sitting beside his bed, looking at him with a smile.

"Are you awake? Zhang San."

Bibi Dong put her fingers on Zhang San's forehead, as if feeling his body temperature, and asked softly:

"How do you feel now?"

Zhang San never expected that he would see Bibi Dong as soon as he opened his eyes, and her behavior was so gentle, like an amiable sister. It was really hard to adapt to it. He said hesitantly:

"It's okay, the wound doesn't hurt anymore."

Bibi Dong retracted her hand, adjusted her sitting posture on the chair, and then nodded and said:

"I asked Old Walker, and he said that your physical condition has recovered very well, and it doesn't matter if you walk on the ground."

"Uh-huh, yes."

Seeing Zhang San admit that she was fine, Bibi Dong's smile seemed to be brighter, and she said:

"Okay, then wait a moment and get ready."

"Huh? Master, what should I prepare?"

Zhang San was confused. He had no idea what Bibi Dong was trying to do now.

"Prepare……"

At this time, Bibi Dongben's soft eyes suddenly became sharp. She paused and said:

"Go back to Wuhun Palace."