Bibi Dong signed in her belly, and she was named Douluo upon birth

In the underground concentration camp where he could not tell the difference between day and night, Qian Julei lived more comfortably.

Gradually, he has mastered his own soul power to a very perfect level. He can attack casually, but most people can't tell that he is a super Douluo.

Estimating the days, it would be pretty good to sign in happily in the underground concentration camp and get the first soul ring reward for one hundred days.

The third camp.

This is known as the strongest underground camp.

Qian Julei took root here and quietly began to build his own power.

With his abundant elixir resources, he plans to train a dozen members to form a powerful team first, so that he can feel more confident when using his own people in the future.

The girl he saved that day was just a humble orphan before she met Qianju Lei, but after that, she became the first person selected into this team.

Ruo received an unprecedented blessing. After taking Qian Ju Lei's elixir, she not only escaped unscathed, but also awakened the rose martial spirit in her body.

She knew how to cherish opportunities, so she followed Qian Julei's advice and admired him from the bottom of her heart.

However, although everything seemed to be developing as Qian Julei thought, the voices of doubt in the concentration camp never stopped from the beginning.

When about three days passed, Qian Julei started recruiting troops in the third battalion.

What followed was a swarm of followers behind him.

The concentration camp was not big, but Qianju Lei's reputation had spread throughout the camp, and in the third camp, there were countless voices eager to try.

Some people with great supernatural powers have received faint reports and confirmed that Qian Julei is the son of the Pope, which further confirmed the idea of ​​​​following him.

Although the third battalion is mostly composed of teenagers and girls, it already has its own combat system, and some even form cliques, forming a basic team.

What Qian Ju Lei wanted was the strongest among his party members, but those few were resistant to Qian Ju Lei.

In line with the idea that they would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix, they wanted to be their respective bosses in the concentration camp. They were not cold to Qian Julei's solicitation.

On this day, after hearing the news that Qian Ju Lei was coming, several teams directly gathered together to boycott Qian Ju Lei.

In the dark room of the gathering, even before Qianju Lei arrived, they were frantically building up a defensive barrier. However, these young men had no soul power and were completely shattered!

Qian Julei opened his mouth and took a breath, and the defensive barrier cracked every inch. How could a few rabble-rousing soul masters be able to stop the Title Douluo?

In the blink of an eye, Qianju Lei arrived. Without saying a word, he directly cleared the table and sat at the top in a high-profile manner.

Many young people witnessed the arrival of the Pope's son to such an extent that they could only bow their heads in worship and did not dare to be presumptuous.

It was also at this time that the young leaders of the teams were still dissatisfied.

"What can a person who looks younger than me bring to me? Isn't this a hindrance to everyone's spiritual practice?"

"He deceived us into giving up his life. In less than three years, I will start to attack Soul Master. If someone kills me along the way while following you, then I won't be too unlucky!"

At this time, a young man with dyed yellow hair said directly dissatisfied.

After hearing this, some people began to question the authenticity of Qian Julei, especially the rumors that his behavior was too mysterious, which deepened their suspicion of him.

As the voices of discussion rang out, more and more dissatisfied people followed.

At this time, another person began to complain, saying, "It's just that a person at such a young age, using his father's treasure and name to dominate here, is really too bullying."

"Hmph, a loser with a background who wants to lead us is really a shame to my third battalion!"

At this moment, a genius girl who was known as the strongest in the third battalion snorted and said disdainfully.

"Shh, Sister Leng Tong, look at his expression changing..."

Beside her, someone immediately whispered to persuade her.

After a few people tried it out, it made others bolder in their sarcasm.

But at this time, outside the dark room, the old instructor heard their ridicule, but shook his head and sighed.

These days, he was shocked to find that even he did not dare to touch this boy.

"So what if I heard it?"

At this moment, the girl named "Lengtong" raised her voice and shouted loudly towards Qian Julei, "I'm just a idiot who doesn't even know my identity. What's so great about it!"

"So what if he is the son of the Pope? He can't come here and delay us! What are we doing so hard for? Even though the people in the concentration camp are cheap, they can't pick it up if they want!"

"that's right!"

"That's right, this kid is so crazy. He has been all the limelight in the first and second battalions these days, and now he is blatantly planning to come to the third battalion to recruit people! How is that possible!"

For a time, many people were dissatisfied.

"Drive him away!"

"Give us the third battalion some space, don't try to influence you and me! Blow him out!"

Immediately, this group of people became more and more aggressive, and a group of people started to boo.

Hearing this, the old instructor frowned and wanted to stand up, but behind him, a clear voice rang: "Master does not need our help."

"You..." The old instructor suddenly turned around when he heard the voice, and was shocked to find that it was a little girl.

This little girl's soul power is actually equal to mine!when……

"Get out!"

"He is not qualified to lead us!"

"What a rubbish team, bah! Worthless!"

At this moment, someone actually said disdainfully, completely ignoring the status of the Pope's son.

At this moment, next to Leng Tong, a young man in white clothes stood tall, with a somewhat proud look in his eyes, and said: "Isn't it good for you to do this? Provoking the son of the Pope is not a light crime. Moreover, if the people of the [-]st and [-]nd Battalions provoke him, the outcome will be It’s not very good…”

"That's right, he is not qualified to be our leader. Talking about the team, sooner or later someone will challenge him!" Leng Tong said.

There is no doubt that Leng Tong's status among these people is quite high, almost like the eldest sister.

Seeing the crowd's excitement, Qian Julei slowly stood up.

He said calmly and slightly leisurely: "So, you are still very dissatisfied with me? You don't want to join, right?"

At this time, Qian Julei suddenly spoke, and the teenagers present suddenly fell silent.

At any rate, Qianju Lei also shocked some people, and it certainly has a frightening effect.

"Anyone who is dissatisfied with me can speak out directly. I am a very open-minded person."

Qian Julei didn't feel unhappy at all, but instead had a smile on his face.

But Qian Julei's smile made those who looked directly at him shudder.

The way Qian Julei smiled gave him the illusion that he was a huge beast from the wild, exposing its bloody mouth, licking its white fangs, and staring at a group of lambs.