Check in to the Douluo Continent Chapter 433: I’m so ugly… (2)

After Bibi Dong walked out with the four of them, all the people present in the Spirit Hall knelt down on one knee to show their respect.

But Tang San and the others didn't kneel.

Wang Feng did not kneel, of course. In this kind of place, it is actually disrespectful in theory, but there is no rule that he must kneel.

It was like someone from the Star Luo Empire who met the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire and was not under the control of the Heaven Dou Empire, so naturally he didn't need to kneel.

Seeing this, the cardinal in the back was angry and was about to get angry.

But she was stopped by Bibi Dong waving her hand.

She first glanced at the seven Shrek people, then quickly landed on Tang San.

Tang San is Grandmaster's disciple. Bibi Dong knew it clearly, so she could immediately see who Tang San was.

Although it was just a scrutiny, there was a special majesty in her eyes, and the seven people didn't dare to look at her, and it was because of the purple light in Tang San's eyes that they reluctantly dared to look at Bibi Dong.

Wang Feng watched all of this quietly. Bibi Dong was almost fifty in terms of age. She had a lot of experience. She had been in charge of the Spirit Hall for so many years. Strength, let alone a soul sect of more than forty levels, even a soul emperor of more than sixty levels would not dare to look at her.

Wang Feng sometimes thinks that the identity of the master and Bibi Dong are simply different from cloud and mud. How did they fall in love back then?

But thinking about Bibi Dong's vision back then, he should not value a person's strength, but rather a person's abilities in all aspects.

Although the master was garbage back then, the upper limit was very low. But ingenuity is one-to-one, in contrast, it is natural to attract others.

Bibi Dong is like this, Liu Erlong is like this.

Furthermore, in the original novel, without the master's teaching, Tang San's early road would have been many times more difficult. The Shrek Seven Devils wouldn't exist either.

Bibi Dong looked at Tang San for a while, her eyes didn't see any change, she just nodded slightly, her calm voice couldn't hear any traces of the years, only round and dignified:

"You're better than blue, yes, compared with your teacher back then, you're not inferior to him."

Hearing this, many people were very surprised, even the people from the Spirit Hall.

After all, there were hardly any people who knew about Bibi Dong's relationship with the master.

Except for Wang Feng.

Tang San just answered neither humble nor arrogant: "His Majesty the Pope is wrong, there is still a big gap between me and the teacher."

Although it is a self-effacing statement, many people obviously don't think so.

Bibi Dong didn't say more. She patrolled among Shrek's group, as if she was looking for another person, but she didn't find it.

No more reading.

Tang San secretly said in his heart, it seems that His Majesty the Pope is very clear about their information. He should have been looking for Brother Feng just now, but unfortunately, Brother Feng didn't come today. Thinking of this, Tang San felt quite regretful.

Although the master said that Feng Ge can't play in the finals, they can only rely on themselves.

But it's good to watch the game anyway.

Only last night, Wang Feng came over to discuss tactics with them and the master. And told them that the golden generation is likely to have powerful martial arts fusion skills, so be careful, and you must pay attention to that Hu Liena.

No more was said for the rest.

At this moment, Bibi Dong looked at a figure in another location.

Wearing a black robe and a white mask, he looks like a loner walking in the shadows, mysterious and cold.

"Bold, see His Majesty the Pope, why don't you take off your mask?"

A cardinal scolded, "How holy is this place, how can you be so sneaky?"

In an instant, all eyes were focused on this figure.

September 1st!

The master at the periphery of the square frowned slightly, but did not speak.

The members of the Spirit Hall team, or the three members of the Golden Generation, were also staring at Jiuyikai.

In the hearts of the three of them, according to the analysis of many teachers and experts in the Spirit Hall in the past four days, Jiuyikai has been listed as the biggest enemy of the three of them. It is conceivable that the three of them are curious and attached to this Jiuyikai.

Bibi Dong also stared at Jiuyikai.

What the mask covers is only the appearance, but the eyes are not wrong. Compared with the purple light flashing in Tang San's eyes before, this Jiuyikai's eyes are unusually calm, like a secluded pool, staring at her without any fluctuation.

Bibi Dong was a little surprised.

At this time, Wang Feng's hoarse voice slowly opened his mouth and said:

"I'm so ugly, I'm afraid I'll scare His Majesty the Pope when I lift the mask. Although His Majesty the Pope has bright eyes and doesn't care about a person's appearance, but you let me open it abruptly, in case the Pope is frightened. Your Majesty, haven't you committed a heinous crime?"

Hearing this, the audience was silent for a moment.

The cardinal couldn't say a word when he was refuted, his face flushed and he pointed at Jiuyikai.

Pfft.

Hu Liena from the golden generation chuckled softly and blinked her eyes.

"This nine-year-old is very courageous."

Xieyue and Yan did not speak, but looked at Wang Feng seriously.

"Go back."

Bibi Dong glanced at the cardinal and said slowly, "This is his personal privacy, the competition does not stipulate that you can't wear a mask, and there are no rules in my Spirit Hall that force everyone to wear a mask. Frontal appearance ~IndoMTL.com~ Ghost Douluo is a good example, although the two are not comparable in identities and strengths.

After saying that, Bibi Dong stopped watching, but walked to the high platform in the square and gave a simple speech.

Wang Feng nodded slightly. Although Bibi Dong was a villain in the original book, as the Pope of the Spirit Hall, his words really made people feel like a spring breeze, without any pressure. However, in the eyes of the public, in order to maintain the majesty of the Pope, she naturally would not mess around.

After the speech, Bibi Dong waved the scepter lightly.

The four spirit bones floated directly into the air.

Wang Feng glanced at it. The tallest soul bones were only about 50,000 years old, not bad.

But Wang Feng really doesn't like it very much.

50,000 years old is a skull, in addition to a left and right hand, and a leg bone.

They are all soul bones that are more than ten thousand years old.

"Among these four soul bones, the skulls are the brains of wisdom that condense the spirit, the right arm that explodes and burns, the left arm that moves rocks and rocks, and the left leg that only follows the wind when it travels very fast. All of them are more than 10,000 years old. Soul bones, among which the wisdom skull is more than 50,000 years old."

The one who spoke was Chrysanthemum Douluo, who introduced in a low voice.

Although his voice gave everyone goosebumps, it was shocking.

Soul bones over fifty thousand years old!

It's still a skull!

Among the spirit bones, apart from the attached spirit bones, the most precious is the torso and head!

You can imagine!

"There is only one champion in the competition, and the reward belongs to the champion team only."

Bibi Dong glanced at the fifteen people, "This morning, you will have an individual match, the last team will directly get a place in the final, while the remaining two teams will have a team battle in the afternoon to compete for another final. quota.”

"Now, you can send your players to the field and get ready to start."

(End of this chapter)