Douluo's Little Mage

After a while, the strong arena competition officially began:

I saw Hua Xi coming up and giving Ling Qianyu a sweeping kick. Ling Qianyu ducked out of the way. When Ling Qianyu wasn't paying attention, he started to raise his sword again this time. When he was about to stab Ling Qianyu, Hua Xi twitched his hand. Use your sword to avoid hitting Ling Qianyu.

While Hua Xi was not paying attention, Ling Qianyu took the opportunity to squeeze the opponent's limb joints, causing them to rotate internally and externally. Suddenly, his hands wrapped around the distal end of the opponent's limb, and he threw Hua Xi out with an over-the-shoulder throw.

Hua Xi got up angrily and activated his martial spirit. He saw a huge flying leopard flying towards Ling Qianyu. Its claws were very sharp and seemed to tear Ling Qianyu into pieces.

Ling Qianyu started to shoot and continued to hide. Ling Qianyu made a beautiful drift and avoided the attack of the Flying Leopard. Ling Qianyu's attack speed became faster and faster, and Huaxi's skills continued to catch up with him.

Bibi Dong was trembling with fear below:

"Qianyu, you can use magic power now, don't hide it anymore."

Upon hearing this, Ling Qianyu quickly used water magic and set up a water vapor barrier in front of him, which bounced Hua Xi's skill back, only to see the skill fly directly to Yue Ban aside.

Everyone was dumbfounded on the spot. They saw Ling Qianyu and Hua Xi flying out from the strongman's arena, trying to block the skill. Hua Xi hugged Yue Ban and rolled to the side, while Ling Qianyu hurriedly set up a space barrier for the place where the two were. , hiding the skills that were intended to hit the two of them.

Half a month later, he patted his chest without realizing it:

"Oh, you scared me to death. Hua Xi, you want my life."

Hua Xi suddenly felt a little ashamed and said directly to everyone in Bibi Dong on the rostrum;

"I lost this game."

Elder Jerry and the others were relieved when they saw that there were no casualties. At least they had an explanation to the Pope.

Hua Xi turned to Ling Qianyu again and said with a guilty look:

"I'm sorry Qianyu, I just want to compete with a strong person like you before I leave. Qianyu, you are really powerful. You are one of the few people I can admire."

After speaking, he bowed to Ling Qianyu.

Ling Qianyu chuckled:

"I don't care about this at all! I all know that we are friends. Even if we go to the strong arena, you will not hurt me."

After saying this, everyone smiled heartily.

Bibi Dong stood up calmly in the crowd. Everyone immediately looked at Bibi Dong quietly, and Bibi Dong said silently:

"I declare this death training camp to be over. No. 1 is Ling Qianyu. Qianyu, you deserve it."

After saying that, everyone lifted Ling Qianyu up and raised him up:

"Qianyu, Qianyu, Qianyu."

Ling Qianyu was startled. The person he saw talking about was Hua Xi before, but now it was him, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

After a while, Bibi Dong spoke again:

"The strongman's arena has been around for a long time, and has been passed down batch by batch. Today you have shown me that even if you don't compare your fate, you can still distinguish between high and low. Therefore, I declare that the strongman's arena in the death training camp will no longer be used. No matter how much you compare your fate, it’s about reaching the end.”

After saying this, there was silence at first, as if everyone was questioning whether the rules of the strongman's arena had really been changed. Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd:

"Thank you Pope, the Pope is mighty!"

The rest of the people also began to lean in and shout in unison:

"Thank you Pope, the Pope is mighty!"

Bibi Dong signaled everyone to be quiet:

"Everyone should go back and have a good rest. You can leave the camp and go back tomorrow."

Everyone reluctantly hugged each other...

Suddenly Bibi Dong shouted to Ling Qianyu: "Qianyu, you come find me later."

"Okay, teacher." Ling Qianyu responded simply.

Only then did everyone realize that Ling Qianyu was actually a disciple of Pope Bibi Dong. Everyone who learned the truth couldn't help but look at each other and kept recalling in their minds whether they had ever provoked this master before...

……

In a palace at the Death Training Ground.

Ling Qianyu washed his face, even sprayed some perfume, and then ran over happily to see his teacher.

As for why she had to look so pretty, of course it was to leave a good impression on Bibi Dong.

In the palace, Bibi Dong sat upright on a high platform. Under him were the two Douluo Ju and Gui, and the rest were the leaders in charge of various matters.

Looking at Bibi Dong on the high platform, Ling Qianyu beamed with joy and said secretly: "Teacher is still so beautiful, so beautiful that it's breathtaking!"

"Meet the teacher!"

When he came up to him, Ling Qianyu calmed down and bowed with his fists in his hands. After all, there were outsiders here, so he had to have the proper etiquette.

"come over!"

Bibi Dong patted the stool next to her and motioned for Ling Qianyu to come and sit.

Except for Ju, Gui, and the two Douluo, everyone else's pupils shrank.

Who can sit next to the Pope but the Son?

The corner of Ling Qianyu's mouth curled up slightly. Of course he knew what the teacher meant. He immediately took a step forward and walked straight to Bibi Dong. At Bibi Dong's signal, he sat next to him.

"Why does this brat smell so good? But it seems to smell pretty good."

The moment Ling Qianyu sat down, a trace of confusion flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, but he didn't show it.

"Qianyu, you performed well in the death training camp this time, and you also helped to innovate here. The teacher is very pleased." Bibi Dong praised.

After Bibi Dong opened his mouth, the people below began to take sides and praised Ling Qianyu fiercely. Words like what a young genius he was, how talented he was, how charming he was, etc. kept coming out one after another.

Although Ling Qianyu was very happy, he could not express his emotions or anger.

He said: "This is all taught well by the teacher. As for innovation, I just started it. In the end, I still need the teacher's approval to complete it."

"Ok!"

Looking at this apprentice who was neither arrogant nor impetuous, but also smelled very nice, Bibi Dong became more and more satisfied.

All the church leaders below began to praise one after another, "The Pope is wise!"

Bibi Dong stretched out her hand to suppress her voice, and said loudly: "You performed very well this time. I am very satisfied. I have always made clear rewards and punishments, so I want to give you a reward."

"what do you want?"

Looking at Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes, Ling Qianyu felt in a trance.

Then he quickly turned away and thought to himself: "Teacher, can't you curb your charm that has nowhere to go? If I keep reading, I will fall!!!"

Seeing Ling Qianyu lower his head, Bibi Dong thought he was thinking about what he wanted, and couldn't help but smile in his heart. After all, he was still young and had the same temperament as a child.

But what Bibi Dong didn't know was that the little doll in front of him lived in the body of a Two-dimensional soul!

"Cough cough."

Seeing that Ling Qianyu didn't reply for a long time, Bibi Dong coughed lightly.

"Teacher, I..."

Ling Qianyu regained consciousness and was about to speak when he was interrupted by Bibi Dong.

I only heard Bibi Dong saying loudly:

"How about I make you the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace?"