Douluo: My Heart Of Steel, Give You Three Seconds!

The Martial Soul Temple, as the only existence in the whole continent, the golden and majestic buildings make people have a feeling of worship from afar.

In addition to the Pope Palace, the status of the Martial Soul Temple is actually the highest institution in the Martial Soul Temple.

Xu Qingfeng’s carriage was heading towards the Martial Soul Temple at this time.

“Stop!” As soon as the carriage approached, several Templar Knights wearing silver armor rode tall horses to stop in front of the carriage, and the guards of the Martial Soul Hall around raised their palace protection spears almost at the same time, “Who is coming!”

Gu Mo indifferently took out a token of the Pope’s Palace from his arms. One of the

Templars at the head, when he saw it, quickly dismounted, and the rest of the Templars also dismounted, “Meet your lord.”

“Take us to Bishop Salas and tell the bishop that His Highness has arrived.”

“Yes, my lord. Over here please. The

Templar Knight, who was the leader, personally led Gu Mo’s carriage towards the Martial Soul Temple.

“Brother Feng, are you from the Martial Soul Hall?” Inside the carriage, Tsunade covered his small mouth and asked softly.

“Hmm.”

Xu Qingfeng did not specifically explain his identity and purpose for coming to Tiandou City before.

Xu Qingfeng didn’t say, Tsunade didn’t ask, she just knew that Xu Qingfeng’s origin was not simple. Under the leadership of the

Templar Protector, Xu Qingfeng and the three came to the deliberation hall of the Martial Soul Temple, and tea and meals had been prepared on the table.

In the council hall of nearly a kilometer, only the three of them were at this time.

Xu Qingfeng sat quietly tasting tea, and Gu Mo stood quietly behind Xu Qingfeng, only Tsunade’s big smart eyes constantly looked at the golden splendor around him.

A quarter of an hour, half an hour… A

full hour later, the three-meter-high arch of the council hall made a movement, slowly opened, and before there was a figure, a breathy voice sounded from outside the door.

“Your Highness, I’m sorry to keep you waiting.”

The door opened, and a slender figure walked in, dressed in a big red robe, his eyes looked cloudy, and there was no brilliance, and he had inadvertently swept over the figures of the three people, and finally fixed his eyes on Xu Qingfeng’s body.

This person was none other than one of the four platinum bishops of the Martial Soul Hall, the hall master of the Martial Soul Temple, Salas.

“It’s been a long time coming.” Xu Qingfeng put down the fragrant tea in his hand and looked towards Salas.

Salas’s cloudy eyes flashed, and he said with a chuckle: “Sorry, sorry, it’s that I didn’t entertain well, His Highness worked hard along the way, and I have already asked people to arrange a reception banquet.” Your Highness has worked hard along the way, you can take a good rest.

“Bishop Salas, you should know what I came to the Martial Soul Temple for, I don’t have time to rest.” Xu Qingfeng leaned on the seat and tapped his fingers lightly on the table in front of him.

Salas smiled and said, “Your Highness, you are not familiar with the situation in Tiandou City, don’t you need to be familiar with it?”

“Aren’t you there?” “Your Highness,

you don’t know, my bishop is not an idle position, the affairs in this palace, I, as a bishop, have to do it myself, I have to take time now, and I have to go to other things later, but Your Highness, rest assured, I will have arranged everything, and Your Highness does not need to worry.” Salas looked helpless.

Xu Qingfeng looked at the old traitor Salas in front of him, smiled gently, and understood that Salas did not want to hand over power, and he was too lazy to play these words with him, his fingers paused slightly, and there was already an extra token in his hand.

Dingding. The

token gently knocked on the table, and Xu Qingfeng’s voice sounded again, “The bishop does everything personally, since the bishop does everything himself, presumably the others must not know as well as the bishop, Qingfeng doesn’t want to know much, or Lao asks the bishop to take some time to teach Qingfeng, otherwise Qingfeng is not good to explain to the teacher, right?”

Salas looked at the token in Xu Qingfeng’s hand and laughed dryly, clasping his hands into fists and saluting slightly, “What His Highness said is extremely true, subordinates will arrange it, wait a bit.”

After that, Salas quickly left the council hall.

Xu Qingfeng’s wrist moved, the token disappeared, and the token just now was the papal order won from the master.

“Brother Feng, what kind of bishop is that, does he want to embarrass you?” Tsunade looked at Salas who was leaving, and only then spoke again.

“Almost.” Xu Qingfeng stretched out a lazy waist and continued: “After a long time in a high position, suddenly a young man not only rushed to grab things, but also may take his place, do you think his attitude can be good?” He wanted to knock me, and naturally I had to knock him.

Tsunade nodded thoughtfully. “See more, think more,

ask more, learn more.” Xu Qingfeng nodded Tsunade’s little head.

“Got it.” Tsunade nodded quickly.

Not long after, Salas walked in with three people.

“Your Highness.”

The three people behind Salas also respectfully saluted Xu Qingfeng.

Xu Qingfeng nodded, and Salas began to introduce again, “Your Highness, this is Babulin, he is mainly responsible for the affairs of the Martial Soul Daily, such as typesetting and finalization, these matters are all decided by him.

Babulin is a rich middle-aged man, the standard height is four feet, the waist is also four feet, there has always been a faint smile on his face, a pair of squinted eyes, hearing Salas introduce himself, the smile on his face is a little richer, the fat on his face is shaking with laughter, and he enthusiastically salutes Xu Qingfeng again.

“This is Mead, he is mainly responsible for the relevant matters of the Wuhun Lottery, the lottery, the flow, the sales records, etc., he knows very well.”

Mead is as thin as Salas, like a bamboo pole, with the same smile, but with a sense of being calculating.

“This is Walder, who is mainly responsible for things on the academy side.”

Salas pointed to the last person, who was the most normal person in appearance, with a medium figure, angular cheeks, and a middle-aged mature charm.

Xu Qingfeng’s gaze also fell on this Walde, “Walde, you first talk about the progress of the academy.”

“Yes, Your Highness.” Wald’s voice sounds a little magnetic, but it’s not hard to hear.

“The academy is still under construction, it may take another two months to complete, the recruitment of teachers…”

“Stop.”

Wald had just started to speak when he was directly interrupted by Xu Qingfeng.

Xu Qingfeng stared at Wald with a frown, his gaze finally moved to Salas, and asked in a deep voice: “Two months, doesn’t it mean that other colleges have already opened, and our academy has not yet been built?!” Bishop Salas, do you know about this?

Salas coughed lightly and said: “Your Highness, I know about this, I have specially sent more people over, but I have been too busy recently, and I forgot to inform Wald, at most a month, the academy should be able to complete it, and it will not affect the opening of the academy.”

“It better be so!” Xu Qingfeng looked at Wald and said, “Continue!” ”