Douluo: What if Bibi Dong has a problem?

Chapter 58 Qian Daoliu, who lost his son, takes action in person
Seeing the coldness in the eyes of the Min clan, the faces of the Tainuo and other force clans back to them were not good-looking. Most of the expenses here were borne by their force clan. They also paid for Bai He's medical expenses before, just to show their face. To whom should I show it?

It was obvious that even without their force clan, the lord would not stay much longer. Their force clan just tried their best to meet the lord's needs and asked him to help him by the way.

Niu Gao and his son Niu Dali looked at each other and asked hesitantly, "Dali, do you feel that my master is different from before?"

"It seems like this." Niu Dali touched his head and lowered his voice, "It turns out that the lord just doesn't like to listen to your advice, it's not that he doesn't listen. Now the lord seems to have completely become a string, and he doesn't even care about us."

"That's it." Niu Gao looked towards the north, a hint of fear and fear appeared on his face. He also vaguely saw the bloody sword falling from the sky, "I wonder what the lord is going back to find? That area is."

"Dad, what happened in that place that day? Was it really divine punishment?" Niu Dali was very curious. They all noticed the aftermath during their escape, but what was it specifically?There are many versions of the rumor.

"I don't know either, but my lord was at the place where the incident happened. He should be aware of it."

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Wuhun City, Wuhun Hall, and the Hall of Enshrinement.

The three elders, Ghost Leopard, Demon Bear and Tianfeng, were half-kneeling on the ground, trembling. The only person who could frighten these three titled Douluo was the ordinary-faced black-haired young man Qian Daoliu above.

At this moment, he was facing the angel statue, clasping his hands, praying devoutly, and communicating. Then he opened his eyes, and two lines of clear tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes. They were evaporated by the golden light before they reached his chin.

"No response, Ji'er, the contemporary pope of Wuhun Palace has been confirmed dead."

Qian Daoliu's emotionless voice obviously did not carry any soul power, but the three elders sank and their heads lowered.

"You said that Tang Hao directly broke through to Titled Douluo after being transformed and sacrificed by a 10-year-old soul beast, and even broke through all the way to level 93, and then used the Haotian Sect's unique secret technique to explode the ring with the Great Sumeru Hammer."

Qiandaoliu turned his head and looked down at the three elders below. The other worshipers at the side were all solemn and solemn, and they did not dare to exceed the rules. Qiandaoliu was undoubtedly the most dangerous one now.

His only son died, it was a personal enmity, and the Pope of Wuhun Palace was killed, it was a public enmity. The two were combined, even the second enshrinement, the 98th level Golden Crocodile Douluo also wisely did not mean to interrupt.

"The Demon Bear was severely injured first, then the Ghost Leopard, and finally Tang Hao blew up the 10-year-old soul ring and used Lingtian to defeat Ji'er's Angel Glory with one strike."

"Later on, a mysterious person intervened, Tianfeng was attacked by surprise, and the three of you were tied up and poisoned and comatose for two days. Even the divine descendants don't know the process and reasons."

"God descended?"

The other worshipers looked solemn, and the big worshipper had already determined that it was a god descending from him, so the nature of the matter might be even more serious.

Their Wuhun Palace was originally built to bathe in the glory of angel gods. Now that there are traces of gods appearing, related to the death of the Pope of Wuhun Palace, it is difficult not to think of some extremely bad things.

There was a lot of discussion below, and Qian Daoliu had a panoramic view. The intelligence of Wuhun Palace was naturally not only the confessions of three people, but also the intelligence department of Wuhun Palace itself, and even the intelligence secret department dedicated to the Enshrinement Palace.

"That is to say, there were Tang Hao, Ji'er and a third-party force there at that time. According to your description of the time, about half an hour later, in a wilderness dozens of miles away, God Shura launched a divine descent. One blow, completely destroying it, this is the basic process of things."

"As for additional information, Tang Hao's men have completed the interrogation. They are three of the four single-attribute clans that have left the Haotian Sect, including the Force Clan, the Yu Clan and the Min Clan. The three Contras with the highest strength are. "

"In addition, the traces of the titled Douluo at that time are all registered in our Wuhun Palace. Lingyuan Douluo went out once and his whereabouts were unknown, but the time was after the Shura God descended. She did not have the time to cross the continent, nor did she This strength.”

"The Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect sealed the mountain. On the Haotian Sect's side, Bibi Dong and the four titled Douluo proved that the sect leader Tang Xiao was always there, but none of the elders showed up. The whereabouts of the two titled Douluo enshrined by the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Sect were unknown. , not to mention the two royal families.”

Qian Daoliu's eyes were like daggers, "There are only two points that need to be confirmed now. One is Tang Hao's life and death, and the other is the third party force."

"A lot of information is being sorted out and confirmed, and you three can't give us any useful information, so let's not talk about third-party forces for now."

"The main target of the current investigation is Tang Hao. It's hard to find others, but it's easy to find three single-attribute clans. You three each pick one. If you do well, you can atone for your sins."

"I will live up to my mission!" The three elders raised their heads and punched the armor on their chests with their fists. They knew that whether they could escape from this matter would depend on whether they could seize the opportunity given by Qian Daoliu.

"Brother, is it really God Shura?" Seeing everyone leaving, the second worshiper, Golden Crocodile Douluo, couldn't help but speak.

"This aura is exactly the same as Tang Chen's back then. Either God Shura came to the world or he took action." Qian Daoliu looked at the box of soil with a complicated expression.

"But according to the intelligence description, I have never seen Tang Chen use such exaggerated and terrifying methods. He should be the new inheritor of Shura God."

"The inheritors of God Shura are all owners of the God of Killing Domain. The City of Killing is the peripheral selection of God Shura. But now the only new owners of the God of Killing Domain are Tang Hao and Bibi Dong." Golden Crocodile Douluo analyzed calmly.

"Bibi Dong, although her talent is high, her death attributes are not suitable. In addition, there has never been a precedent for a female soul master to be selected by the Shura God, so it can only be Tang Hao." The third worshipper spoke up.

"But since Tang Hao has already won, why would he still use Shura God's Descent a hundred miles away?"

"Maybe he was trapped by a third-party force. Tang Hao's soul ring was completely shattered and he had no ability to resist, so God Shura came to the rescue?"

"This does make sense. The gods are trying to kill but not survive, so we only need to see which third-party force has reduced its personnel to know."

"But Tang Hao must be eradicated. If the successor of Shura God grows up and joins the Haotian Sect, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"That's right, this person actually got a 10-year-old soul beast to transform into a sacrifice. It shows that he has strong luck. If you don't pay attention, I'm afraid he will be on par with us in a few years."

Other worshipers also spoke up to join the discussion, but they obviously valued Tang Hao more.

"I will personally take action to capture Tang Hao and bring him back to the enshrinement hall for execution." Qian Daoliu spoke again, and the other enshrinements listened in tacit agreement, "Retaining the Haotian Sect is the only face I have left for Tang Chen."

"During my absence, Jin Crocodile will be in charge of the affairs of the Enshrinement Hall. As for the affairs of the Wuhun Hall, I will inform Bibi Dong to come back and temporarily take charge of the Pope's affairs."

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"Teacher, she is acting as an agent for the Pope's affairs, tsk tsk." Guang smiled after receiving the news. This reality was always so magical. In comparison, Qian Renxue's three days' leave was a trivial matter.

"What about the friendly match?"

"Proceed as usual, there are still a few days." Qingyuan sat comfortably on the chair and looked around the outermost laboratory of Guang's half-substitute class and half-experiment to see if there was anything new and good.

Now she also understands the core reason why Hu Liena and Xie Yue come to the laboratory frequently. Who would reject them if they benefit from good things?

"By the way, your three-person team is missing Qian Renxue, but there are only two left. I heard that the Huangji team has 6 soul masters, and they are double assistants."

"What's up, these two martial arts fusion skills are so charming, whether it's physical or mental, as long as they take a step further, they can kill each other." Guang dipped a little of the nutrient solution in front of him and tasted it, but it seemed that it didn't taste good.

"No matter how powerful the martial soul fusion skills are, there are only two soul masters. The soul power reserves are there. As long as the Huangji team can withstand the first wave, even if it is one to three in terms of consumption, they will still have the upper hand."

"Whatever, the teacher is going to be in charge anyway, and one person can ascend to heaven. Hehe, winning or losing in this friendly match doesn't matter."

Guang shook his head disdainfully, Bibi Dong almost killed Qianxunji with a single strike, and even the backstage of Wuhun Academy was gone.

"Yes, His Highness will be back after the friendly match, right?" Qing Yuan looked at the milky white liquid in front of Guang Guang with curiosity, "Is this something delicious?"

"Yes, do you want to try it?" Guang took the initiative to move his seat.

"Um, let's forget it." Qingyuan stopped immediately when she saw Guang's appearance, "Isn't this for drinking?"

"The nutrient solution is of course for drinking, but it is not for people to drink, but for the grass. I plan to raise a potted plant here recently."

"That's it." Qingyuan walked to Guang's side and looked carefully at the cream-like nutrient solution, "Why do I feel a little weird?"

"Of course it's weird. I added some ingredients to it, Holy Light brand nutrient solution. Anyone who dares to drink it says yes!"

"Do you have the guts to drink?" Qingyuan crossed her arms and rubbed her arms. She got goosebumps for some reason.

"Well, the ratio is almost the same this time." Guang took out a large and exquisite flowerpot from the storage soul guide. On the soil with a diameter of one meter, there was a pretty blue-gold grass growing, which was as big as this one. The flowerpot is too small compared to the grass.

"It's pretty good-looking." Qingyuan squatted down and looked at the grass. Such a small plant was indeed strange, but it would be fine if it was stimulated with nutrient solution.

"One beaker a day, no more." Guang poured the beaker around the grass, stood up and stretched.

"It's quite late. Let's go back. Nana and the others don't have to worry, they are students of the college." Guang thought about the little guy he was personally watching over at that time. It seemed that he had been left alone for a long time.

"I'll go back at this time. The tavern over there seems to have a new product." "You still like to drink." Guang turned his head. It turned out that he couldn't smell the alcohol on Qingyuan and thought she didn't drink. Now it seems Eighty percent of it was eliminated with soul power.

"I have a very picky taste, but don't think about it, sister, I won't take you there." Qingyuan stretched out her index finger and made a cross sign, "You are still young, so you can't drink."

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"Hey, ha, hey!"

Miga's legs hit the vertical wooden target in front of her rhythmically, and the tight hemp rope on it was wet. Her basic boxing skills were passed last month. Before the friendly match, she must master her basic kick skills. pass!
In this case, she would be the first to pass the stage mission and get the green badge without basic punching strength.

She feels that her soul power talent is average, and there is no mimetic practice environment for meditating in the dormitory, and she likes this feeling of throwing her fists and kicks.

Tear!

Miga's little white legs made a slight sound in the air like the swing of a tomahawk, and hit the wooden stake with a thud.

hiss!
It hurt so much. The girl's snow-white face wrinkled up. After taking two long breaths, her eyes were firm and she continued.

"It's already 8 o'clock in the evening, little fat man, you are very diligent." Just looked at the little fat man coming out of the teaching building and blinked. Isn't this Duolong, one of the only candidates for the ultimate body?

"Ah, senior, didn't you go back? My martial spirit is of the semi-sensitive attack type, so I should exercise more and lose weight."

"Strength Wolf is both strong and fast. Your current appearance is barely adequate." Guang looked up and down and saw that the little fat man was not lazy. He had mostly strong muscles and little fat.

"Well, come to me in the testing area after dinner after the friendly match, and I'll get you in shape."

"Really? Thank you, senior." Duolong's face was full of joy. His recent weight loss has hit a bottleneck. He exercised more and ate more, and couldn't lose weight at all.

"It's a small thing, I remember you are from Notting City, right."

"No, I'm from the countryside of Notting City, a place called Holy Soul Village."

"Saint Soul Village, the name is good." Guang nodded, the name of this village should be the best he has ever heard, "Would you like melon seeds?"

"Thank you, senior." The little fat man sniffed his nose when he saw the big melon seeds in his hand, and the fragrance of sunshine penetrated his nostrils.

The little fat man swallowed, gritted his teeth and put it in his pocket. No more snacks tonight.

"It's okay, those melon seeds won't make you fat."

"Really!" The little fat man's face was full of joy. This was delicious at first sight.

Nibbling!Nibbling!Nibbling!
"Our village chief is Grandpa Jack. He is very kind. He gave me snacks and told me stories. He said that the reason why our village is called Holy Soul Village is because there once was a Soul Saint in the village! I will I also want to become a Soul Saint!"

"Ah!" Doron covered his head.

"That's all." Guang retracted his finger, "Since there has already been a Soul Saint, why not think about a Titled Douluo?"

"Think about it, there are many Soul Saints in the whole continent, and they are all called Soul Saints. Title Douluo is different. You can choose the title yourself. When the time comes, you can call it Duolong Douluo, and your village can also do it. It’s called Duolong Village.”

"It seems like this. I can give myself a title and become famous in the mainland, and the village will change it to the name of my title. It's great. Those people in the village who scold me for being fat or useless will definitely walk around the corner when they see me. .”

Doron clenched his fists excitedly.

"Actually, you can do this when you go home to visit your relatives during the Chinese New Year. First-ring soul masters are not common in the village, right?"

"It seems so." The little fat man's eyes were shining, and he had already begun to dream about dominating the village.

"Okay, let's just go back to sleep and have a sweet dream." Guang looked at the bright light upstairs and was a little surprised, "Is there anyone else up there?"

"It's Sister Miga. She has to practice at least until 09:30 every night. She has practiced the fifth basic kicking technique in her physical training. She only has to learn the basic grappling."

"You mean, she has passed the basic breathing, basic pile skills, basic footwork and basic boxing skills?"

"Yes."

"Where's the punching power?"

"Today it is 88KG."

"That's fast. I expected that she would be at the top among your batch of freshmen, but I didn't expect that her training progress would be so fast." Guang shook his head. Basic training talent is the threshold, and necessary efforts are indispensable. .

Guang came to the gym, calmed down his breath and looked at Miga during training.

"Li Rulong, just wait for me. If I meet you, I will make you look good!"

Miga raised his eyebrows, his bare left foot ignited with fire, raised his leg high, and struck hard at the stake. The clear sound made Guang's eyes light up. It was better than he imagined. This basic kicking technique should be faster.

But who is Li Rulong?

Guang blinked, as if he smelled the scent of gossip.

Da da da!
The knocking sound of wooden boards attracted Miga's attention, "Senior?"

"Remember me."

"Miga will never forget the face of our senior in this life." Miga bowed deeply. Originally, she had no chance as a useless martial soul, so she had no choice but to be ridiculed.

"It sounds a little weird, but I understand what you mean." Guang looked at the little blond girl up and down. Her short blond hair was tied into a ponytail, revealing her cute little face, and her sharp eyebrows only added to her sassiness.

The figure is in golden proportion, with the abdominal muscles actually protruding from the lower abdomen. There are white protective bandages wrapped around his fists and forearms, and there are some scars and bruises on his legs and feet.

"You have improved a lot since the beginning of school, but it doesn't hurt to say more. Do you want to try it with me?"

"Sparring with senior?"

"That's right, let go, you attack and I defend." Guang stretched out his hand towards Miga, "There will be rewards for effective strikes."

"Then senior, be careful." Miga put down her mental burden. There was no way the senior could be hurt by her, so she just tried her best.

Stomping forward with his left foot, Miga rushed directly to Hikari like a newborn calf and delivered a standard straight punch.

Guang blocked her little fist with his palm, feeling the strength in it and nodding secretly. This little guy is really capable of violence. 88KG is just the basic punching strength.

Feeling the power in his fist as quietly as a mud cow entering the sea, Miga was not depressed but his eyes lit up and he let go completely.

The basic boxing skills are brought into full play by combining her fists with elbow strikes. The occasional kicks are also very powerful, and the emotions contained in them make her immersed in it.

Guang is not completely defensive. If he sees the obvious flaw of the little guy, Guang will point directly at it with his finger.

Numb and painful!
This is how Miga felt. After feeling the pain, she stopped attacking and became more and more satisfied with the sight.

"I can't do it anymore. I'm exhausted. A senior is a senior, and he doesn't even break a sweat."

Looking at the little guy lying on the floor with big letters, Guang stretched out his hand towards her and said, "Let's go, senior, I'll take you for a midnight snack."

"really?"

Guang grabbed Miga's little hand and pulled her up, "Barbecue and ice juice, do you like it?"

"Yeah, yeah! The barbecue is fragrant and delicious, but it's a pity that the cafeteria doesn't do much."

"Then let's have a good time tonight. I'll bake some slices of bread. This one is best when it's freshly toasted."

(End of this chapter)