Late at night.

Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong sat on the throne of the Pope, staring at the golden generation of the Wuhun Hall below.

Most of the eyes are on his apprentice Hu Liena.

The Golden Generation.

Only his apprentice Hu Liena.

Others?

It's just a foil to the group.

"I believe you have seen the strength of Shrek Academy, I hope you won't let me down when the time comes."

Her eyes swept to the ten members of the Martial Spirit Hall team below, three of whom were substitutes.

With her gaze, the golden generation of the Martial Spirit Hall below all felt an incomparable pressure.

This gaze.

It was as if the king was looking at her people.

"Yes, I won't disappoint Your Majesty."

The crowd responded in unison.

"Anyone will say big things, if you fail tomorrow, don't blame my men for being ruthless."

The ghost clenched his fists, and the sharp fingernails rubbed against each other, and the sparks were rubbed, and the eerie words kept echoing in the hall.

Hear the ghost's words.

Everyone present, even Hu Liena, shuddered.

Even if she is an apprentice under the Pope's crown, what about the Holy Maiden of the Martial Spirit Palace?

The words of a Title Douluo, she can't ignore it.

"Old ghost, don't be serious, these are still a group of children."

Yueguan pinched the charming orchid fingers, and the fingertips seemed to have a Buddha lotus blooming, murderous, and there was a charming smile on the bewitching face.

"In tomorrow's battle, Tang San will not necessarily use the Haotian Hammer, and it is very likely that they will not use the Seven-in-One Fusion Technique, in case they disrupt your rhythm, let Yueguan and the Ghost Weier formulate tomorrow's tactics tonight, and defeat ......"

Bibi Dong's hand squeaked, and the scepter in his hand slammed into the floor, and there was no strong momentum to vent, but there was also a muffled sound.

But before she could speak, she was stunned.

She felt a familiar aura inadvertently, and the corners of her mouth raised a beautiful and good-looking arc.

Hu Liena saw the smile on the corner of her teacher's mouth, and after thinking about it carefully, she knew that it must be that man who came.

And the members of the Martial Spirit Hall team around her were all blindsided when they saw the smile on the corner of the Pope's mouth.

When.

The majestic crown of the Pope would show such a charming smile?

"Stand down."

Her gaze swept indifferently to the group of people below, and she said majestically.

"Yes."

In the face of the strong Pope's crown, the golden generation of the Martial Spirit Hall below withdrew gloomily.

The moon pass and the ghost stand respectfully.

They turned a blind eye to Bibi Dong's expression, which is also their way of life.

Something.

When nothing happens, nothing is seen, nothing is heard, you will find that you can survive in this dangerous world.

If you see it.

I'm so sorry.

You're afraid you won't see the sun tomorrow, or you'll see your brain.

"Tomorrow's Wuhun City, there should be a lot of turbulence, prepare for it."

Bibi Dong quickly returned to his daily state, and said cautiously.

Only by being cautious can she sit firmly in her position.

She will never let the place she is in charge of be trampled on by anyone.

Unless......

"Is it?"

Hear the words.

Yueguan and the ghost glanced at each other, and the bottom of their eyes did not reveal a solemn color.

Seeing Tang San's twin martial spirits, if they couldn't figure out whose son he was, they really should be waste.

Tang Hao's son.

Bibi Dong waved his hand, and the two understood each other's meaning, turned around and withdrew from the Pope's Palace.

And she sat in the papal palace and never left.

Reminiscing about the familiar atmosphere of that moment.

"If something big happens in Wuhun City tomorrow, the Worship Hall will go all out, I don't want to see uncontrollable waves in the Wuhun Palace."

Her majesty with an unmistakable voice that kept echoing in the hall, it was a command, a request.

"Okay."

In the main hall.

Another old voice echoed.

......

The next day.

The championship of the continent-wide high-level soul master competition is unfolding.

Night clouds hovered above the clouds of the sky, looking at the picture below, expressionless.

There were ripples under his feet.

It's obvious.

He didn't put himself in another dimension through arithmetic or space-time abilities.

At his feet is the Feiyun, which uses optical stealth.

"Aunt Lin and Aunt Yue are preparing for the advanced divine body, and they can't watch the students they teach win this honor."

Yeyun held a long sword in his hand, wearing the familiar dark silver armor, and beside him was a handsome white Pegasus, who stayed quietly beside him without making the slightest sound.

"How can such a small game give up becoming a god because of this?"

Xiaoyun said noncommittally.

The word of God.

They are equivalent to standing at the top of the world, although they can't reach the top of the pyramid, but they are also the group of people closest to the top of the pyramid.

In front of the Papal Palace.

Flender looked at the group of children in front of him and said: "Children, this is your last battle before graduation, frankly speaking, I am honored to be able to cultivate you geniuses, there is no feast in the world, Shrek Academy can't always help you grow, the future road depends on you to walk." ”

Time.

The atmosphere of the scene has a sense of joy and sorrow.

When Ma Hongjun saw this scene, he immediately stood up from the end of the team and said, "Don't worry, Dean, promise you the championship, we will definitely win." ”

"It doesn't matter if you win or something, the important thing is that you come back safely, that's what I want now, whether you win or lose, you are all my pride, and I will never allow any of you to be killed or injured."

Flender clenched his fist.

Yes.

He doesn't care about any championship now, he just hopes that this group of children can return safely.

"Dean, don't worry, we are still reluctant to die, not to mention, there are three mouth-watering soul bones."

Tang San saw that the more Dean Flender spoke, the more people had the idea of shedding tears, and hurriedly stood up to ease the atmosphere.

"Let's go!"

Master Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San's shoulder, his face full of pride and confidence in his apprentice.

Tang San.

is a miracle worker.

Every time he thought he was going to stop, he always brought unexpected miracles.

Around the Papal Palace.

A knight in golden armor armed with a spear can be described as a post with three steps and a sentry at five steps, standing straight like a javelin.

There was a sense of honor in his eyes.

All of them have quite powerful soul power fluctuations.

Ning Fengzhi and Chenxin stood on the rooftop next to the Pope, looking at the Shrek team that slowly entered the square.

"The situation is not good, a powerful aura is dormant around the Pope's Palace, if anyone makes trouble at this time, they will definitely be attacked very strongly."

As a level 96 Titled Douluo, Chenxin's perception ability is naturally terrifying, and he has already sensed the Pope's Palace, and he is full of murderous intentions, and he said to Ning Fengzhi next to him through the means of transmitting sound into the secret.

"Rest assured, they should prevent people from causing trouble."

Ning Fengzhi's vision of the overall situation was very terrifying, otherwise, it would be impossible for the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect to be pulled to the position of the upper three sects by him.

It was precisely because he invited Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo into the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, and the position of the upper three sects would have a place in the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect.

"It's really stormy."

Sword Douluo Chenxin shook his head and said, "The strength of the golden generation of the Martial Spirit Hall is very strong, and I am very worried about Rong Rong's ......"

"Uncle Jian, don't act rashly."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly.

Reckless words.

It will be a thunderous blow to you.

"Hmph, as long as they dare to hurt Rong Rong, don't blame me for the sword in my hand is not sharp, that old thing won't give up."

Chenxin snorted coldly, as long as Rong Rong died in the arena today, then don't blame him for killing in Wuhun City.

"Don't worry, the old poison is here."

Ning Fengzhi still shook his head and said: "He is now a guest of Shrek Academy, just like Tang San has an accident, I believe that the old guy will also make a move, don't forget, Tang Hao is very likely to be around." ”

"All the people in the temple of worship listened to Bibi Dong's call......

Dusty heart is very not optimistic.

After Tang Hao smashed the Pope's Palace, only the elders of the Worship Hall chose to obey Bibi Dong's call.

Now it's different.

Although Dugu Bo was the weakest Title Douluo, he could naturally feel the tension in the air, and said in a low voice: "Thing, it's okay if we don't win the championship, if we win the championship, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out of the Pope's Palace!" ”

"No way, no matter how strong this woman is, it is impossible to break her trust."

Liu Erlong put his arm around Master Yu Xiaogang, shook his head and said, "You must know that Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, is still watching." ”

"Don't worry."

Master Yu Xiaogang also shook his head, signaling Dugu Bo not to worry too much: "This is a fair and just battle, Bibi Dong will not do anything." ”

"Well, I hope I'm suspicious."

The top on which the Pope stands.

Pope Bibi Dong slowly walked from the Pope's palace surrounded by Yueguan and ghosts, and his eyes looked at Shrek Academy for the first time.

Feeling Bibi Dong's gaze, Liu Erlong naturally hugged Master Yu Xiaogang's arm, and the smugness on his face couldn't be concealed at all.

Looked at.

Her brow furrowed, are you demonstrating to me?

Followed by

Her eyes were on the arena below.

"Team Shrek, who entered the finals with the first place in the Tiandou Division, also defeated many strong opponents in the final schedule one after another, proving to us that they have the strength to stand on the decisive field."

The referee's voice, as if through the blessing of soul power, spread throughout the entire arena, and even the people of Wuhun City could hear it: "And Wuhun Hall Academy has always been the overlord of this decisive field, Evil Moon, Yan, and Hu Liena are the youngest Zilu Medal winners in history, and they can be called the golden generation of Wuhun Hall Academy......"