Douluo: Sword God of Seven Kills

Chapter 288 Bibidong and Yu Xiaogang

in the carriage.

Ning Fengzhi was trying to persuade Tang San to give up participating in the competition and go back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School with him.

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Tang San lowered his head and thought about it. Suddenly, he raised his head, looked at Ning Fengzhi, and said, "Uncle Ning, thank you for your kindness, but I can't just give up on this."

Tang San's eyes fell on the Shrek people outside the carriage through the window of the carriage, "Shrek Academy has come to this point in this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, it is not the result of my own efforts."

"If I give up my teammates because of personal safety, then I will never forgive myself. Once I have a knot in my heart, then my future cultivation will definitely not go smoothly."

"So, I have to participate in this finals. Didn't you just say that before the end of the competition, the Hall of Spirits should not attack me blatantly again."

Ning Fengzhi showed a hint of admiration in his eyes, but he said: "But after the competition is over, being hunted down by the Spirit Hall will definitely be more terrifying than today. At that time, even I may not be able to protect you."

"I can reveal a secret to you. Among our seven major sects, only the upper three sects do not belong to the sphere of influence of the Spirit Hall. The Spirit Hall can make the two empires full of fear, why?"

"It's because of absolute strength. I dare say that the number of soul masters in the hands of the two great empires combined is less than half of the Spirit Hall."

After a pause, Ning Fengzhi continued: "The Pope himself is even more unfathomable. He is known as the most powerful leader in the history of Spirit Hall."

"Based on your current situation, it is absolutely not suitable to confront them head-on. Avoiding is not evading, you are still young, even if you want to confront Wuhundian, there is still plenty of time in the future. Why are you obsessed with this match? .”

Tang San frowned, after thinking for a while, he still shook his head, "No, I must participate in this competition."

"Uncle Ning, I understand what you mean. But I think this should also be an important test in my life. If I can break through, then it will be very difficult for Spirit Hall to deal with me in the future. They can't always cover the sky with one hand."

Looking at the look in Tang San's eyes, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but think of his father's appearance when he was young, how similar their expressions were.

Although Ning Fengzhi and Tang Hao were not familiar with each other back then, and they were about the same age, Tang Hao always gave him the feeling that he was looking up from a high mountain.

In his generation, no one can compare to Tang Hao.

At this moment, Tang Hao's son seemed to be replicating this miracle, even better than his father back then.

Haotianzong, are your genes really that good?
He said so much, on the one hand, he really cherished his talent, and on the other hand, he wanted to strengthen the strength of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

However, when another figure in white appeared in his mind, Ning Fengzhi was not so thirsty for Tang San.

Because their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has better ones.

In front of that young man, even the twin spirits seemed to be overshadowed.

After thinking about it, Tang San said: "Uncle Ning, maybe I can't join the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, but as long as I'm still alive, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School will always be my friend."

Regarding this, Ning Fengzhi just nodded and didn't express much.

……

Wuhun City.

The master in common clothes walked into the city after being tested by a soul master. At his age, with strength only in the thirties, he naturally wouldn't attract anyone's attention.

Without stopping for half a minute, or even taking a breather to rest, Yu Xiaogang directly came to the highest governing body of the Wuhun Palace, the Pope's Palace.

In front of the Pope's Palace.

"Stop." Two palace knights in silver armor blocked Yu Xiaogang's way.

A total of [-] Knights of the Palace around them raised their long swords in their hands at the same time. "This is a forbidden area, if you take a step closer, you will be killed."

Facing hundreds of palace knights whose strength was obviously higher than his own, Yu Xiaogang's expression was still as indifferent as usual, he raised his hand and showed his token.

The leading knight guard stepped forward quickly, and when he saw the six patterns on the token, he shivered shiveringly.

With a plop, he knelt down on one knee, "See the elder."

Hundreds of temple guards made the same movements in unison. Against their backdrop, the original ordinary master no longer looked so ordinary.

"Take me to see the Pope." The master told the other party his purpose in the simplest words.

Half an hour later, in the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace, the master quietly drank the high-quality tea and waited quietly.

In the thousand-square-meter Nuo Da Conference Hall, he was the only one at this time.

The master's gaze was always focused on the tea in his hand, and he never took a second look at the magnificent surroundings, he just waited quietly.

The three-meter-high arch opened, and a soft voice sounded outside the door, "You are waiting outside, and no one is allowed to disturb you without my order."

"Yes!"

Yu Xiaogang finally moved his eyes away from the tea, and looked towards the door of the meeting hall.

The door opened, and a woman came in from outside.

He is not tall, dressed in a luxurious black robe inlaid with gold patterns, wearing a nine-curved purple gold crown, and holding a two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless precious stones.

Her fair skin and almost perfect face made her look so different.

In particular, the invisible nobility and holiness exuded from the body makes people unable to help but feel the emotion of worship.

It was Bibi Dong, the current teacher of Wuhundian.

She is the youngest pope in the history of Wuhundian, and she took over the position of pope when she was less than 40 years old.

At first, many people raised doubts.

But as time went by, under her hard work, Wuhundian developed more rapidly and became more united.Many people already believed that she would be the most outstanding Pope of the Wuhun Temple.

Yu Xiaogang was sitting, Bibi Dong also stopped after entering the door.

The eyes of the two collided in the air like that.Nothing sparked.

There is something more in the master's indifferent eyes, there are apologies, memories, but more regret.

Bibi Dong's gaze underwent complex changes in an instant, and then became calm.

Although she looks only about 30 years old, in fact, she is one year older than the master, and she is already over fifty.

The scepter in his hand fell to the ground with a light ding.

"You are here." The soft and pleasant voice can easily make people feel like a spring breeze.

There was a faint smile on Bibi Dong's face, "There is nothing wrong with ten thousand people. As the ruler of the Spirit Hall, even the emperors of the two great empires should be courteous when they see me. Do you think I will Is there anything wrong?"

Yu Xiaogang sighed, "Bibi Dong, I know the pain in your heart."

"Bibi Dong? You didn't say that, I almost forgot this name. Please call me Pope, or Your Majesty."

"I'm no longer that silly Bibi Dong."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope." Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank a little, and a trace of pain flowed out of them.

He turned around, walked to the place where he was sitting before and stood still, holding a cup of tea, his whole body seemed to be immersed in the memories of the past.

(End of this chapter)