People write diaries in Douluo, and Bibi Dong criticizes them like crazy

After Bibi Dong took out the unlucky guy to vent his anger, although the anger in his heart was still great, the subsequent treatment of his opponent was obviously much better than that of the unlucky guy before.

Zhao Ling, who knew he was going to get rich, was originally in a very good mood, but he always felt that Bibi Dong glared at him with ferocious eyes from time to time in the ring, which sent shivers down his spine.

He had a puzzled look on his face, and he still couldn't figure out what stimulated this girl. He felt that this girl now looked like a blackened version of Bibi Dong in the original novel.

After fighting all morning, Bibi Dong's small universe exploded in anger, playing fifteen games and winning all fifteen.

Perhaps it was the miserable encounter with her opponent in the eleventh game. Later, even if the opponents arranged in the Great Soul Fighting Arena were stronger than her, they would unconsciously become frightened when they saw her. It was not surprising that this would happen.

After the last fight, when she slowly walked down the ring, Zhao Ling's original 300 gold soul coins had turned into 4.2 gold soul coins. After getting the money, he was beaming with joy.

However, he felt a little regretful. If the 8:1 odds could be maintained forever, it might not be enough to compensate him for the entire Great Soul Fighting Arena...

However, after the first game, Bibi Dong's terrifying fighting power was displayed, and her odds dropped sharply from the second game on.

If it weren't for the fact that after the eleventh game, the opponent arranged for her in the Great Soul Fighting Arena was of a good level, which increased the odds a lot, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to earn 4.2 gold soul coins.

However, Zhao Ling knew what it meant to be content and happy, and congratulated Bibi Dong happily.

"Congratulations, Miss Dong'er, you have won all fifteen games, you are so powerful and domineering."

Bibi Dong snorted in dissatisfaction and glared at Ah Yin. Ah Yin did not show any weakness and glared back. They both snorted and turned away.

Zhao Ling noticed that she and Ah Yin were not dealing with each other, and frowned. What was going on? Could it be that the natural hatred between the two girls' camps made them instinctively hate each other.

Otherwise, why would these two girls be hostile to each other? This is not good news for Zhao Ling.

How could Zhao Ling, who was determined to keep them all by his side, allow the possibility of internal strife between them in the future? No, he had to find a way to help them ease their relationship, but it was really difficult.

After all, one party is a member of the Wuhun Palace, and the other is a person who will sacrifice his life under the pressure of the Wuhun Palace in the future. There is probably an innate hatred between the two parties, and it is natural for them to dislike each other.

Zhao Ling had no idea that the two girls were hostile to each other because they both had "Copies of Zhao Ling's Diary". He was always comparing them in the diary, and everything came from him.

Ju Douluo and a group of Spirit Hall leaders saw Bibi Dong walking down from the ring and hurriedly gathered around.

Ju Douluo looked at the three of them with strange eyes. For some reason, he always felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.

However, he didn't think that the young lady was jealous. The titled Douluo named Zhao Ling probably didn't have the qualifications to make the young lady jealous.

Bibi Dong saw Ju Douluo and the other leaders coming forward, and asked indifferently: "How are the others doing? They didn't lose badly, right?"

Ju Douluo nodded and replied without hesitation: "Miss, don't worry, the leaders who come to the Great Soul Fighting Arena this time are all carefully trained by the temple. They all played almost ten games in the morning, and lost one or two games on average. .”

"Have they lost one or two games? It seems that the careful training given to them by the temple is not strict enough, huh."

Bibi Dong snorted coldly. For her, in the Iron Fighting Soul Badge competition, losing one or two games out of ten is the time to reflect. These people dare to lose one or two games. It must be because they have too few training tasks.

The leaders of the Wuhun Palace immediately showed bitter expressions, it was over, they were going to be in trouble.

Obviously, only losing one or two games out of ten games is considered very good, but the young lady was actually dissatisfied and felt that their training tasks were less. They wanted to complain, but they did not dare to say it openly.

After hearing this, Zhao Ling twitched the corner of his mouth and said to Bi Dong in a tentative tone.

"Well, Miss Dong'er, actually it's pretty good to only lose one or two games out of ten. Not everyone is as talented as you, and can beat fifteen monsters like you... There aren't many geniuses. …”

Weird...genius? Bibi Dong rolled her eyes at Zhao Ling and cursed in her heart. If she wanted to say that this young lady was a freak, just say so. What kind of genius is that?

Compared to this lady, you are probably the freak, right? Although the diary says that this young lady will become a titled Douluo in her thirties, that is in the future. Whether she can reach that point in the future is still unknown.

But you look like you are only in your twenties or thirties, but you are already a powerful Titled Douluo. In your situation, do you have the nerve to accuse me of being a freak?

Although Bibi Dong thought so in her heart, she didn't say it directly, she just replied lightly.

"Even if they are indeed inferior to me, they are still talents carefully cultivated by my Wuhun Temple. They can't live up to the temple's cultivation. It seems okay for me to make their training more difficult, right?

Besides, you are not from our Wuhun Palace, and you have nothing to do with me. Do you live by the sea? Is it so lenient? "

"Uh..." Zhao Ling touched her nose a little depressed, not sure what had caused Bibi Dong to be stimulated. There was a hint of gunfire in her words.

Hey, forget it, it’s better not to talk too much, so as not to make her unhappy and increase the difficulty of conquering her in the future.

Seeing that Zhao Ling was depressed and silent, a look of pride flashed in Bibi Dongmei's eyes. Who made this bastard so affectionate with the woman named A Yin next to him?

It was clearly agreed that he was more covetous of him, but this guy was holding hands with the woman named A Yin, and the woman was still clinging to him like a little bird. Can't Zhao Ling be more reserved?

You are not reserved if you are not reserved, but you took the initiative to seduce me. Didn't you stay in that small village for four days to seduce the woman named A Yin?

Why don't you seduce this lady? Is this young lady not as good-looking as that woman, or is she not as fragrant? This duplicitous man is really shameful!

At this moment, Ah Yin also noticed the pride in Bibi Dong's eyes. She quickly held Zhao Ling's hand and asked him tentatively.

"Brother Ling, are you hungry? Let's go to dinner. Can you accompany me to buy some clothes and shoes in the afternoon? I see that the clothes worn by the people in Soto City are fashionable and the fabrics are also very exquisite."

Zhao Ling looked A Yin up and down and nodded slightly. This girl really lacked clothes.

Even after all the clothes she originally wore in the village were sorted out and put into the system space by Zhao Ling, only three or four sets were available.

For a girl who loves beauty, nice skirts, stockings, and high heels are indispensable. If you want to pursue her, isn't this a good opportunity?