Douluo: Martial Soul Divine Seal Throne, seize the throne Bibi Dong

Isn’t the mere inheritance of a divine position not something to be afraid of?

Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renyu with some surprise.

The prepared words were serious and thoughtful, but suddenly they couldn't express themselves.

After staring at Qian Renyu for a while, Qian Daoliu's eyes showed a hint of suspicion.

Qian Daoliu was very puzzled. He was sure that he had not told Qian Renyu and Qian Renxue about what happened back then.

Including the inheritance of Bibi Dong Rakshasa God, he could know about it because he was in the worship hall and was the guardian of the angel god's successor.

Qian Renyu and Qian Daoliu failed to understand the channels through which Qian Renyu learned these secrets.

Realizing that Qian Renyu knew everything about Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu had no intention of continuing to talk about Bibi Dong.

Qian Renyu has grown up and should have his own style of doing things.

"Well, since you know everything, grandpa won't talk more about these things."

Qian Daoliu sighed softly.

After feeling a little emotional, Qian Daoliu's gaze did not move away from Qian Renyu.

"Grandpa, is there anything else you plan to tell me?" Qian Renyu asked.

Qian Daoliu pondered for a moment and said, "Is that what you just said to Bibi Dong and Hu Liena? Do you really want to go out and participate in the Soul Master Competition in person?"

"If it had been before, grandpa would not have stopped you, but now you are the contemporary pope!"

Qian Renyu smiled faintly: "Grandpa, it's just the finals of the Soul Master Competition. It's not enough for me to finish in person."

"If I leave the game, they won't be able to win the championship, but I still think too highly of them!"

Speaking of this, Qian Renyu paused.

A more confident look flashed frequently on his face than before.

"Although I will not personally compete, the overall champion of this Soul Master Competition will definitely belong to our Spirit Hall."

"Even if Hu Liena refuses to change despite repeated admonitions, the championship will definitely belong to our Spirit Hall and no one else can take it away!"

"Besides, grandpa, you just activated the martial spirit. People from many forces in the martial spirit city must have seen it, as well as what happened in front of the city gate before."

"If we can't win the championship like this, then our Wuhun Palace should be really disgraced."

"Just like what you said, grandpa, I am the contemporary pope, and I will not let anything like this that disgrace Wuhun Palace happen!"

Qian Daoliu nodded thoughtfully.

Feeling the absolute confidence exuded by Qian Renyu, he stopped worrying about such things.

"It's enough for you to have such confidence. As for me activating the martial spirit, just think that I am standing up for you!"

"Otherwise, others would not recognize you as a pope who sat on the throne at such a young age!"

Qian Renyu had a slight smile on his lips. He could pretty much guess a lot of Qian Daoliu's actions and thoughts.

While talking, Qian Renyu and Qian Daoliu walked towards the worship hall.

Not long after, the two grandfathers and grandsons had already arrived in front of the worship hall.

Qian Daoliu stood in front of the enshrinement hall, and when he was about to go in, he added again: "Xiaoyu, you are now the contemporary pope, you can do whatever you want."

"As long as grandpa is still alive, he will be your most solid supporter. Anyone who doesn't approve of you, grandpa can help you deal with it!"

Qian Renyu did not speak immediately, looking at Qian Daoliu saying such words with a serious face.

Deep in my heart, a warm current flowed silently.

Suppressing the warmth deep in his heart, Qian Renyu's aura began to change.

In an instant, Qian Renyu's body was sharp and sharp, standing like a pillar holding the sky in front of the worship hall.

"Grandpa, I understand what you're saying, but since I'm sitting in this position, I don't need other people's approval!"

"Status and recognition are obtained by killing!"

Qian Daoliu remained silent.

Quietly looking at Qian Renyu at this time.

Seeing that Qian Renyu, a child who had grown up under his protection in the past, has become a man of indomitable power.

A pleased smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, grandpa is waiting for you to create a bright future!"

"If there is nothing else to do in the future, grandpa will never leave the worship hall again!"

"Although you have your own thoughts, remember what grandpa just said. Grandpa is your most solid supporter!"

"And a soul master competition is nothing more than a trivial matter. That Tang San from Shrek Academy is only over level 40 now, so there is no need to suppress him too much. He is not a threat to you!"

"Your eyes should be on the three upper sects and the two empires. They are your real threats!"

Qian Renyu smiled faintly: "Grandpa, all this is just to prevent problems before they happen."

"Well, you can take care of it!" Qian Daoliu nodded: "I will go back first!"

The words fall.

Qian Daoliu walked into the worship hall.

Qian Renyu watched Qian Daoliu enter the worship hall.

The smile on his face that was not too cold at first began to turn towards indifference.

Selectively, Qian Renyu passed some of Qian Daoliu's instructions into one ear and out the other.

Normally, a pope should put all his thoughts on the three sects and the two empires.

Only these forces are the stumbling blocks for Wuhun Palace to unify the continent.

Only after these forces are eliminated can Wuhun Palace truly aspire to the top of Douluo Continent.

However, there are yin and yang in the world, and naturally there are light and dark.

Qian Daoliu didn't know Tang San's true situation, and Qian Renyu wouldn't be so arrogant that he would turn a blind eye to Tang San now that he was sitting in the position of Pope.

If we only focus on the Three Sects and the Two Great Empires, and eventually let Tang San grow obscenely, it will cause more trouble than the obstacles the Three Sects and the Two Great Empires can create.

Seeing Qian Daoliu's back completely disappearing, Qian Renyu added silently in his heart: Old man, you really don't know anything about cheating. Tang San is destined to not be able to let him develop here.

Whispering these words from the bottom of his heart, Qian Renyu turned his back to the worship hall.

The ease and naturalness of talking to his old man were gone, replaced by the appearance and manners required to sit in the Pope's seat again.

The terrain of the enshrinement hall is relatively high. Standing on this high ground in Wuhun City, you can look towards the streets and alleys of Wuhun City.

On the dome, although there is no complete form of the Seraph Martial Spirit.

However, there were obviously many people active on the streets in the city at this time, and they were still affected by Qian Daoliu's activation of martial arts.

Qian Renyu gathered all this in his eyes, his expression was like ice that had been frozen for thousands of years, motionless as a mountain, and his momentum was overwhelming.

"The old man's movements have been made known to all the major forces in Wuhun City."

"The next thing is to arrange the specific details of the finals and make arrangements for the final championship!"

"As for Tang San, there is still a surprise waiting for him on the Sealed Throne of the God of Doom and Killing!"

"The championship has no chance with Tang San!!"