Nine a.m.,

All the teams on the Wuhun Square in Wuhun City were assembled, quietly waiting for the end of this award ceremony.

For most of the participants this time, this award ceremony is a very embarrassing thing.

For example, the Star Luo Royal Academy, which only has a few reserve members, or several other academies that are difficult to do with the Star Luo Royal Academy.

They originally had some expectations, but with the impact of yesterday, the rest of the award ceremony was really boring.

"The first place winner, Haotian Soul Master Academy, has 18 nameplates."

The second place winner, the Wuhun Hall team, has 8 nameplates. ”

"3rd place winner,............

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After reading a series of lists, the master of ceremonies, as the presiding officer, stepped back a few words, folded his hands with a reverent face, and bowed to the empty rostrum.

"Next, I respectfully invite the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall to Lord Qiandaoliu to present awards to you!"

The sound of neutrality continued to spread around.

Wuhun City, which was originally very quiet, became agitated at this moment.

"Pope!"

"Pope!"

The people living in Wuhun City were basically fanatical believers in Wuhun Palace, and when they heard the name of Qiandaoliu, many people at the scene shouted loudly.

The sound was like a continuous wave, wave after wave, until more than ten minutes passed, and these hoarse voices finally stopped.

The reason for the stop was not because they couldn't shout anymore, but because the Pope Thousand Streams had already fallen from the sky.

The holy light poured from the sky to the earth, like a golden rain.

The six white wings were quietly gathered behind Qiandaoliu, and the moment they landed on the ground, the eyes of everyone around them were focused on him.

The gods descended to earth.

"Please, the first place in the elite competition of the continent's advanced soul master academy, the participating members of the Haotian Soul Master Academy, come forward and accept the gift of His Royal Highness the Pope."

The master of ceremonies has been kneeling on the ground for some time, his eyes are still reverent, and his voice is still loud.

After waiting for so long, it was finally time for the award, not to mention the rest, even Yang Dong was a little impatient in his heart.

The rewards for the first place were very rich, with 700,000 gold soul coins, seven soul bones, and seven people each received the title of earl jointly recognized by the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire.

This title of count is valid in both empires. Unlike the previous viscount titles of the Heaven Dou Empire, it can only be valid for the Heaven Dou Empire.

"Receive the blessing of the Pope."

After getting the reward, Yang Dong and the others were about to retreat, and the master of ceremonies on the side cheered again.

Receiving blessings?

This is no longer part of the previous award process!

Tang Xiao hesitated, and under the crazy hint of the master of ceremonies, he still chose to take a few steps forward and walked in front of the Pope.

The people of the Martial Spirit Hall blessed Hao Tianzong?

When this is rumored, don't others think that Haotian Sect is at the end of the Dwarf Martial Spirit Palace?

"Honorable Pope, Your Majesty Angel Douluo, forgive me for not being able to accept your blessings, please forgive me."

Tang Xiao walked in front of Qiandaoliu, and even his breathing became short, but he still insisted on saying the words in his heart.

"Hehe, yes, it's really not a loss to Haotian's grandson. Say hello to your ancestor for me. ”

Qiandaoliu's heart was unwavering, and he even showed a smile at Tang Xiao.

Tang Chen.

Thinking of this person, Qiandaoliu's heart was a little complicated.

How many years have we not seen each other at sea? I'm afraid that infatuated woman is still waiting for you to go back, and your grandson is so old.

Looking at Tang Xiao, Qiandaoliu felt a little emotion in his heart, and he felt both admiration and disdain for Tang Chen.

"Definitely."

Tang Xiao's face was as usual, and after a junior salute to Qiandao, he walked down from the other side.

Tang Hao did not attend the award ceremony because of his serious injury.

The second one to appear is Ah Yin.

She bowed to Qiandaoliu, and did not choose his blessing.

The third Tyson, who hesitated for a moment, also did not choose the blessing of a thousand streams. Is your own ancestor still here, offending this or offending your own ancestor? Tyson made the decision naturally.

The same is true for the fourth Bai Yu.

At this moment, the smile on Qiandaoliu's face froze, and not far away, the people of Wuhun City were already noisy and dusty.

"Damn, these people don't want anything, the Pope's blessing!"

"Yes, yes, this is too much to ignore our Martial Spirit Palace."

"These are the people of Haotian Sect."

I don't know, who said such a sentence in the end, and the people who were originally noisy and dusty suddenly quieted down.

oh

The people of Haotian Sect, that's fine.

How is it possible to hide the movement in the distance from the ears of a thousand streams?

And feeling that the originally noisy and extraordinary person was quiet, he had a sense of shame in his heart.

Why?

Why can Haotian Sect have such a great charm, this is Wuhun City!

"I'm sorry, Your Highness the Pope, Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect has seen His Majesty the Angel."

Although he was only fourteen years old, Ning Fengzhi already had the style of a general.

Qiandaoliu smiled gently.

"Take me to say hello to your father."

There is a raging storm in Qiandaoliu's heart, but on the surface it is still calm, and there is no trace of waves.

As Ning Fengzhi stepped down, only Yang Dong was left on the entire rostrum.

Well?

Yang Dong took a step forward, and there was endless pressure pouring down on him around the space.

After all, it was shot.

Yang Dong sighed secretly in his heart, simply stopped moving, raised his head and looked directly at Angel Douluo Qiandaoliu who was at the top of the continent.

"Your talent is very good, are you interested in joining our Martial Spirit Palace?"

A voice sounded directly in Yang Dong's heart, this was the personal invitation of Angel Douluo, who had seen Yang Dong's killing in the Pingshan Forest.

Yang Dong's self-created soul technique, he was very interested.

"Don't worry, join the Martial Spirit Palace, I promise that Xun Ji will not find you trouble, and when Xun Ji takes over as the Pope, you can become the Hidden Emperor and be on an equal footing with him."

Seeing that Yang Dong didn't speak, Qiandaoliu's voice sounded again.

Hidden Emperor!

Equal!

These two words came out of the mouth of a thousand streams, and it can be said that they are extremely promised.

A person who has cultivated to the level of cultivation of the Thousand Daoliu will not make any promises to others, but the promises to be made are all true.

This can also be seen from the side that Qiandaoliu attaches great importance to Yang Dong.

In order to keep Yang Dong, he did not hesitate to set up a new position: the Hidden Emperor.

In addition to not being as radiant as the Pope, the Hidden Emperor has the same rights as the Pope.

ps: The third watch is over, and there are two more shifts later. Ask for recommendation votes, bosses