Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 54 Continental Elite Competition (2)

In the carriage, Hu Liena was lying at the window. The scenery on both sides of the road flashed by, and her thoughts drifted into the distance along with the scenery along the way...

In the branch hall of Tiandou City's Spirit Hall, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo stood in the center of the hall with their hands behind their backs.

Kneeling on the off-white ceramic tiles were members of the Wuhun Palace branch, including Platinum Bishop Salas!

"I came here this time...for nothing else."

Ju Douluo turned around and walked towards the crowd, walked to the middle of the aisle with his hands behind his back and stopped.

He leaned down and looked at Salas, squinting his eyes and smiling.

"I heard that someone has been arrogant and domineering in Wuhun Hall recently, pretending to be powerful, making the branch hall full of smoke and smoke... Is it you? Salas... Sir?"

Ju Douluo raised her orchid fingers and put the back of her hand against her cheek, her words full of ridicule.

With his pupils shrinking in fear, Salas, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his body a little lower and pressed his forehead to the ground, and hurriedly denied it.

"No...no! These are all words used by the Tiandou royal family to sow discord. How can a villain slander the holy name of Wuhun Palace? Please be careful, sir!"

With a sneer, Ju Douluo raised his hand and patted Salas on the shoulder to taste it.

His Adam's apple rolled, and Salas swallowed in fear, his eyes swaying from side to side, as if he was thinking about something.

He raised the corners of his mouth with a sneer and glanced at Emperor Xue Ye who was sitting in the middle.

But this was the first time he saw the students from Wuhun Hall.

He is also the only titled Douluo with twin martial spirits in the entire continent!

No matter what force, even the most upright force, it will have this problem.

In the middle of the field, the host stood in his arms, holding a microphone, and announced the start of the game in high spirits!

"Please invite the notary of the competition, Lord Salas, to draw lots for the first qualifying match!"

And all the actions of the two of them were done deliberately by Zijun.

"The last team coming towards us~! They are the twenty-ninth team this time! Wuhundian Academy!"

"No other information was found through investigation. Those three...four people seemed to have disappeared from the world. Apart from the information about the Soul Fighting Arena, there is nothing else."

All this seems to be related to the mysterious young master six years ago.

"Wow! The leader is actually a beautiful woman! Look at their clothes, why have I never seen them before?"

Sighing, Niu Gao, the leader of the Yu clan, looked at the members of the Wuhun Academy with a complicated expression.

"The first team to enter! They are players from Tiandou Royal Academy!"

No matter how reluctant he was in his heart, Flender had to admit Bibi Dong's excellence!

Also disappearing with him was Ghost Douluo! The two of them walked around the martial arts branch halls in various places along the way and repeated what they had said before.

But the latter closed his eyes calmly and seemed not to care much about the game.

As Tiandou Royal Academy entered, the people of Tiandou City standing in the auditorium burst into deafening cheers!

After the twenty-eight teams entered the venue, the last team wearing platinum and gold school uniforms walked in.

"Hey~! Master Salas has worked so hard and accomplished so much, so how can he be such a person? The two of us are here just for investigation, so there is no need to panic, ah~"

"How did you investigate the origins of those three young men?"

But what he didn't know was that Bibi Dong was not only a level 99 titled Douluo.

Each person carries a flower with blue and white petals on their chest and hand.

On the stage, the host loudly introduced the approaching team.

In the crowd, except for the Po Yi clan, the other three affiliated clans of the Haotian Sect were all present.

It seems that the Wuhun Palace of today is no longer the Wuhun Palace of the past, and the young master must have something to do with it...

Opening Ceremony of Tiandou Division!

Only a proper yoke can be put on the mouse!

In this way...the cat can become a tiger! And the mouse can lie under the tiger's paws honestly...

"Don't raise others' ambitions. As long as you give Xiao San enough time, he will definitely surpass all soul masters! Stand at the top of the continent!"

"Ha! Awesome? More than awesome! It is rumored that three of them are disciples of the contemporary pope. You must know that they are the mentors of level 99 titled Douluo!"

They are very familiar with the older generation of soul masters.

If you leave it alone, when the mouse becomes a sperm, it will not be something that a cat can handle!

Zi Jun, who knew this well, would naturally not let Wuhun Palace develop freely like Bibi Dong did in the original work.

"I'll wait! I will obey the Pope's order!" Platinum Cult Leader Salas and others replied in fear!

Yellow light flashed, and Ju Douluo's figure disappeared into the branch of Tiandou City's Spirit Hall.

In the crowded auditorium, spectators sat down one after another.

——I didn’t expect that the Pope would one day pay attention to the situation of other branches.

Turning his head to glance at Flanders, Yu Xiaogang glared at him displeased.

That cultivation talent is only stronger than Tang Hao!

I saw that the seven of them were restrained, without a trace of smile on their faces, and they were not as calm as they should be in their youth.

"Dean, is this Wuhundian Academy very powerful?"

With a cold snort, he looked at the seven people from Wuhun Academy and said confidently.

Hearing Flanders' somewhat frustrated words, Ma Hongjun on the side asked curiously.

Lao Dang, a strong and muscular Taitan, interrupted the conversation between the two.

"What happened in the past... The Pope doesn't care, but from now on... if he does it again, the bishop's position will be replaced by someone else!"

After all, a mouse droppings ruins a pot of porridge, and that’s not just talk.

Hearing the words Wuhun Palace, Tang San looked sideways. Although the name of Wuhun Palace was known to everyone on the mainland.

He stood up, took out a white handkerchief embroidered with chrysanthemums from the soul guide, wiped his right palm, threw away the handkerchief and said solemnly.

Oscar stretched his neck and stood between Ma Hongjun and Tai Long, staring curiously at the last team entering the venue.

Contestants from major high-end colleges came in one after another.

In the organizer's stand, Emperor Xueye and Ning Fengzhi looked at Salas with uncertain expressions.

Salas, the platinum leader who was sitting in the organizer's seat, sat upright in his chair and opened his eyes to look at the center of the opening ceremony.

The heads of the branch elders and Salas hit the ground heavily!

I'm afraid that if I'm a second late, my life will be in danger!

Boom~!

Seeing the entry team, Salas, who was sitting in the organizer's seat,

In the audience, Yu Xiaogang and others' eyelids sank at the words Wuhun Palace.

After Ju Douluo's reminder, Salas now also lowered his posture a lot.

At the host table, the three Emperor Xueye, representing the three forces, each gave an opening speech.

The Pancontinental Elite Competition officially begins with the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the sky!

Heavenly Fighting Spirit Arena!

"I didn't expect that Wuhun Palace would also participate in the preliminaries. Now the mistress and the others are in danger!"

Opening scene.

Bai He, the leader of the Min clan, asked while holding the scepter.

Stand up and slowly walk to the ring with your hands behind your back.

"It doesn't matter if you find them or not! As long as the four of them are not members of Wuhun Palace, it is a good thing for us. Let's watch the game."

The previous arrogant, domineering and self-proclaimed mentality is gone forever.

After all... being too arrogant... can lead to death.

He released his soul power to control the lottery cards in the maid's wooden plate and threw them towards the ground.

The battle lists of major colleges have finally come to an end.

(End of chapter)