Douluo: The Way of Martial Arts

Domineering, domineering without any reason.

Without giving Wuhundian any face, he knelt down the platinum bishop on the street, who was just under the pope.

If I hadn't seen it on the spot, I really wouldn't believe that someone would dare to do such a thing.

"Sect Master Ning, if nothing happens, I would like to ask you to do me a favor.

After all, it is a bit indecent for a platinum bishop to kneel at the entrance of the college, delaying the normal entry and exit of my students. "

Gu Rong, who was standing behind Ning Fengzhi, twitched the corner of his mouth. This was simply murderous and heart-wrenching, and he did not take Salas seriously at all.

"Let's go, why are you still standing here?"

He turned around and walked into the college, not forgetting to call Wang Yanran who was still standing there blankly.

"Oh, wait for me, teacher."

Wang Yanran followed Gu Yi and turned to look at this domineering man, feeling full of pride in her heart.

This is her teacher, the only teacher in this life.

Ning Fengzhi walked up to Salas and said, "With these Templar warriors here, Bishop Salas must be able to return to the Spirit Hall on his own.

I will not accompany you. "

Ning Fengzhi didn't want to follow the truth.

The three sects above must be unanimous on this matter.

Wuhun Palace is too powerful, and no one can fight against it. Even if the Haotian Sect, which was at its peak at the beginning, was forced to close its gates, almost no disciples would be exposed.

If they still work on their own, it will be a matter of time before they are annexed by Wuhun Palace.

No matter what, he, the master of the Qibao Glazed Sect, cannot help this person.

After Ning Fengzhi left, Salas raised his head and looked at the four big characters with a unique charm.

"Gu Yi, for humiliating me like this, your death has come."

There was blood in his mouth and his eyes were bloodshot, completely losing the majesty and solemnity he had as a platinum bishop before.

Anyone who dares to challenge the majesty of Wuhun Palace will become the bones of Wuhun Palace who step onto the altar.

Gu Yi is no exception.

Salas believed that as long as this matter reached the ears of the Pope.

Death is already foreseeable.

Salas left with the support of the templar warriors and returned to his own Spirit Hall in Tiandou City.

He casually asked the auxiliary soul master to treat him for a while, then hurried to the study room and wrote a handwriting that could lead directly to the Pope's Palace.

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"Teacher, are you okay?"

Wang Yanran is still a little worried. After all, in her understanding, Wuhun Palace is superior and no one can resist Wuhun Palace.

If she made her teacher an enemy of Wuhundian just because of herself, she would not forgive herself even if she died.

"What are you thinking about, these things are not important.

The teacher is very satisfied with your performance today. You have done well. Keep up the good work. "

Gu Yi still wanted to rub Wang Yanran's head like before, but he also realized that she was no longer the thin and petite person she was in the past year or so.

The appearance is very graceful and graceful.

Wearing a light blue school uniform cannot hide her temperament.

In particular, her pair of light blue eyes that seemed to be free of any dirt were a major feature of hers.

Today's Tianwen College has shown signs of yin rising and yang declining.

Especially Dugu Yan and others who participated in the competition were highly sought after by students.

Although Wang Yanran's popularity is not as high as others, it is still quite good.

After all, I always liked older sisters at a young age, especially the likes of Dugu Yan and Zhu Zhuqing, who were completely boy killers.

You need to have a good figure and a good temperament.

It's a pity that no one can win her heart.

"Yanran...what are you doing?"

Gu Yi was stunned, watching as he actively bent down and put his head in his raised palm, moving like a kitten.

"Teacher, I will always be the little girl you first met."

Wang Yanran didn't leave until her hair was completely messed up.

The girl's words still linger in my ears.

Looking at Wang Yanran's back, Gu Yi smiled.

With such a disciple, what else can I ask for?

After all, who doesn't like an obedient disciple?

Original intention is the hardest to maintain.

After many people have power, they simply cannot suppress their inner desires.

Wang Yanran's personality is very good, it couldn't be better.

Of course, Salas would not let it go, and he had not yet received a reply from the Pope.

If you have anger in your heart, you must express it.

Since you can't move your mind for the time being, let's start with the soft persimmons.

Canghui Academy is just an excuse for him.

The extent of those students' injuries would be difficult for outsiders and weaklings to tell, but although Saras's cultivation level has not reached the level of a Titled Douluo, he can still be considered a strong man who is very close to a Titled Douluo.

If you can't see through this, you won't have to live anymore, and you won't be worthy of the title of Platinum Bishop.

If the pent-up energy in my heart is not released, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight.

Moreover, if things can be really settled.

It can be regarded as revenge for kneeling down.

Things always backfire.

Soon, rumors spread in Tiandou City that Canghui College maliciously lied about students' injuries in an attempt to frame Tianwen College.

Of course, these were not spread by Salas, but were secretly spread by Ning Fengzhi's intelligence agency.

Even if Ning Fengzhi does not protect this daughter in the current Qibao Glazed Sect, other elders and seniors will protect Ning Rongrong from causing problems.

This is the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda that they have been waiting for for a long time, which can bring their Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to a brighter future.

Dare to slander their pet peeves, it's just a shame.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi, you all deserve to die."

Salas beat things in the room frantically.

Until the study was in a mess, and there was no room for anyone to stand.

Papers and the remains of various objects were scattered everywhere.

Salas sat weakly on the chair, suddenly feeling that this platinum bishop only sounded nice.

In the face of truly powerful strength, everything is worth mentioning.

A platinum bishop, looking majestic.

But this situation of not being enough compared to those above and more than enough compared to those below is really uncomfortable.

This is especially true when facing the leaders of the top forces.

"Knock knock knock."

There was a knock on the door.

"Go away, don't bother me."

Salas was in an extremely unhappy mood and had not accomplished anything in the past two days.

Frustrated to the extreme.

"Sir... Your Majesty, the reply from His Majesty the Pope has arrived."

People outside were very nervous, but who put him in such a situation.

"Quick, bring it in."

When Salas heard this, he immediately became energetic.

Now I think you are not dead yet.

The subordinate opened the door and came in. He glanced at the messy ground and didn't dare to look around again.

Walking with his head down, he held the envelope in his hand high.

If you look carefully, you can see that his legs are shaking.

Seeing such a scandalous thing about my boss, my heartbeat reached 180, my blood surged, and my hands and feet became cold.

It's absolutely terrifying.

"Go back."

Salas waved.

The subordinate was relieved, lowered his head, turned around and walked quickly towards the door.

Just after closing the door and taking a few steps, a burst of shrill and desperate shouts came from the room.

"No, absolutely impossible!"