Marrying Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong, why are you crying?

Chapter 22 The exposure of Qin Wushuang, a titled Douluo who has been practicing for seventeen years

"It's the Wuhun Palace!"

Bibi Dong's voice suddenly rose in pitch,

"It is the Spirit Hall that sends strong men to sweep away the Star Dou Forest year after year, so that the high-level spirit beasts inside dare not go out."

"But there are not only some of you who have hooked up with the soul beast."

"They even played the drama of human-animal love. Is this to sacrifice the sacrifices of countless powerful men in my Spirit Hall?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the venue was once again stagnant.

Many people dodge their eyes and lower their heads subconsciously.

Indeed, there are historical records on the Douluo Continent that there used to be constant wars between human soul masters and soul beasts on the continent.

Although there was victory and defeat, it was still tragic.

Incidents of human villages being massacred by spirit beasts happened from time to time.

Until one day, countless strong men were organized to fight against high-level soul beasts one after another, and finally drove them into desperate places like the Star Dou Forest.

Wuhun Palace was established based on this situation.

For countless years, Wuhun Palace has always adhered to its original intention and stood at the forefront of the battle between soul masters and soul beasts.

But now, there are even rumors in the soul master world calling for humans and soul beasts to live in peace.

This.

It's a betrayal!
  It is a betrayal of the dead martyrs!
  No wonder Pope Bibi Dong is so angry.

"There are still many people who don't know about the Killing City, right?"

Bibi Dong's voice slowed down and she continued to drop a bombshell.

as predicted,

Many people in the field looked confused.

Killing capital?
  What do you mean?
  Where is that again?
  Just hearing the name gives people a very violent and evil feeling.

"enough!"

The middle-aged man in python robe from Star Luo Empire interrupted coldly,
  "Pope, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to be miserable? Do you want to tell me how difficult it is for you to have a good time in the Spirit Hall?"

"But what does this have to do with you asking Titled Douluo to compete?"

If Bibi Dong continues to talk, I'm afraid mainland soul masters will feel that they owe the Spirit Hall.

It was detrimental to the rule of the two empires.

"Ha ha."

Bibi Dong regained her composure, she smiled softly,
  "What this Pope said means that Wuhun Palace has never broken the rules."

"It didn't happen before and it won't happen now."

"What about him?"

The middle-aged man in the python robe of the Star Luo Empire pointed at Qin Wushuang in front of the audience.

"Who told you that I'm not within the rules?"

Qin Wushuang responded calmly.

He had long been unable to bear being provoked again and again.

"What do you mean?"

Ge Long frowned and said quietly,

"Are you trying to say that you, a level 91 Spirit Hall elder, are not yet twenty-five years old?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ge Long laughed to himself.

Even many other contestants, including the middle-aged man in the python robe of the Star Luo Empire, burst out laughing.

A titled Douluo in his twenties?
  Are you kidding me?
  Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, as the idol legend of a generation, only broke through to the title Douluo in his forties.

How could someone become a titled Douluo in their twenties?

But smiling, smiling, Ge Long's laughter gradually weakened.

Because he found that no one in the Wuhun Hall was smiling, and no one in the Wuhun Hall, including Bibi Dong, was smiling.

Instead, she looked at him with an expression that looked like a fool.

Ge Long lowered his head in thought, then raised his head,

"What do you mean?"

"No, no, you don't really want to say that he is not twenty-five years old, right?"

His tone gradually became exaggerated, and he obviously thought about it for a long time but felt that it was absolutely impossible.

"Yes."

The smile on Ge Long's face suddenly froze.

There was a smile on Bibi Dong's face,
  “This pope has said that if you don’t break the rules, you won’t break the rules.”

"Since this Pope can send him to compete, it means that Elder Qin Wushuang is within the rules."

The voice was not loud, but it was so decisive that everyone changed their expressions in an instant.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." The expressions of Ge Long and the middle-aged man in python robes from the Star Luo Empire changed wildly.

Titled Douluo under the age of twenty-five.

Unheard of!

"Great Elder, tell them how many years you have been practicing."

Bibi Dong changed the topic.

He felt that countless pairs of eyes in the field were all falling on him.

Qin Wushuang frowned immediately,
  "Seventeen years."

Seventeen years ago, he joined the Wuhun Hall, awakened the three-life martial soul, and was accepted as a student by Bibi Dong, who had just become the Pope of the Wuhun Hall.

At that time, the former Pope Qian Xunji had just died of illness.

Wuhun Palace was undergoing a change of power and the situation was turbulent, so this news was suppressed by Bibi Dong.

Not widely circulated.

Many people in the outside world now believe that Pope Bibi Dong has only one close disciple, and that is Hu Liena.

"Seventeen years?"

"impossible."

Dai Mubai also laughed out loud,

"Do you think it's possible? After seventeen years of training to become a Titled Douluo, are you crushing our IQs or mocking us for being garbage practitioners?"

"You are indeed a piece of garbage."

Qin Wushuang said calmly.

It's okay if others question him. Even if the other person is not a titled Douluo, he is still a prince of a country, but who does Dai Mubai count?
  He is just a good-for-nothing who can abandon his unmarried wife and travel to a foreign country just to survive.

Who are you to question him!

"you…"

Dai Mubai was angry.

"wanna die?"

Qin Wu's eyes were cold.

The next moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and threw something out of the storage soul guide with a flip of his hand.

It was a round object.

After falling onto the high platform, there were still blood stains on the ground.

Dai Mubai's eyes widened instantly and his body trembled.

On the other side, Ning Rongrong, who had been silent since leaving Shrek's team, his eyes instantly turned red after seeing this scene.

"Thirty-three…"

she murmured.

Self-blame and anger were mixed, and the emotions surged directly into her heart, making Ning Rongrong almost collapse.

"Qin Wushuang, you are too presumptuous."

Gelong also roared.

It was not a round object, but a head still stained with blood.

And the owner of that head.

It was Tang San.

"Pope, I have completed the mission. This is the Tang San head you want."

Qin Wushuang spoke at this time.

Although I don’t know what Bibi Dong’s purpose is.

But before, she kept adding to the atmosphere and getting everyone to point the finger at herself, so he was just treating others the way they were treated.

Sure enough, he just finished speaking.

Ning Rongrong and others glared at Bibi Dong fiercely.

Bibi Dong didn't care at all.

She just glanced at Qin Wushuang meaningfully before continuing to speak,
  "How old Elder Qin Wushuang is, I think the people in charge of the two empires' trip should be able to confirm it easily."

"You might as well contact your people now."

"Let me see how many flies and rats there are hiding in the dark places in the Wuhun Mountain."

The python-robed middle-aged man from the Star Luo Empire shrank his pupils again when he heard this.

Pope Bibi Dong is so scheming.

……

PS: Let’s do the math.

How much of Bibi Dong's goals will he achieve by letting Qin Wushuang compete this time?

(End of this chapter)