Douluo: My Father, Titled Douluo

Chapter 302 The leader of the Noumenon Sect is still a licking dog

Continental Hotel.

"Is there really nothing we can do?" the delicate woman's boyfriend asked cautiously.

What a strange combination, an honest boyfriend and a coquettish and willful girlfriend.

Yuan Linger continued to eat melon.

"There is no way. We have stated in advance that we will only accept contestants above level 50." The welcoming girl was completely unaccommodating, and she also had her own arrogance.

First, she is a three-ring soul master, and second, she has a household registration in Wuhun City. Shouldn't she be arrogant?

"Don't you just look down on me?" The delicate woman turned her head and left.

The boyfriend was so anxious that he quickly tried to persuade her to stay, "Yuanyuan, please stay, and I'll think of a solution."

"Now you have two choices, you stay or you don't stay in this hotel."

After Yuanyuan finished speaking, she walked out in a hurry, and then her boyfriend also hurriedly chased after her.

"Tsk, what kind of low-end green tea." Yuan Ling'er immediately lost interest after hearing Yuanyuan's words.

As the daughter of tea master Yuan Xunlu, she is very aware of the various levels of green tea, and this woman named 'Yuanyuan' is undoubtedly the lowest level.

"What would high-end green tea say?" Oscar suddenly asked, naturally interested in these gossips.

Shui Bing'er sighed: "High-end Green Tea won't say anything. She will say that I don't like this place. Think about it carefully. I won't force you, and I don't want you to give up staying in this hotel for me. We need a period of time."

Time is calm, let me go out and think about it, don't force me."

"."Everyone.

"So, you understand it very well?" Ajie raised his eyebrows and looked at Shui Bing'er. He didn't expect that Shui Bing'er, who had always appeared as a good wife and loving mother, understood this.

"Girls, a little tea is also a way to protect yourself." Shui Bing'er also smiled at Ajie.

"But I don't want iced tea?" Oscar clasped the back of his head and looked at Shui Bing'er, who was smiling so sweetly.

That's because she doesn't know how to tea you.

Yuan Ling'er sighed slightly, and she called the waiter to check the sect information and strength information of the man just now.

As the daughter of the owner of the Continental Hotel, Yuan Ling'er easily obtained the information and took a look:

Noumenon Sect, Wang Er, twenty-nine years old, fifty-level soul king.

There is only so much information.

For a twenty-nine-year-old soul king who was only fifty-first level, Yuan Ling'er could just glance at it and satisfy his curiosity, but the result was an unexpected surprise.

"Noumenon Sect"

Yuan Ling'er looked in the direction where the man was leaving, and her eyes became dark at the same time. Her spiritual eye martial soul was also her main body martial soul.

early morning,

When the first ray of sunshine lit up in the east, the streets of Wuhun City were filled with people.

The knights in silver armor lined up in two rows, extending outward from the street of the Continental Hotel, with no end in sight.

This passage has been completely guarded and controlled by the Templar Knights, and ordinary people are asked to retreat and not approach, but this does not affect the enthusiasm of the people at all.

For a time, there was a sharp contrast between the enthusiasm of the people and the solemnity of the Templar Knights.

The competition venue is located in the center of Wuhun City.

The huge arena is a hundred meters in diameter and is completely repaired from granite. In addition, a large number of soul guides are used to reinforce it to prevent damage.

Directly in front of this competition platform is the Papal Palace.

Soldiers maintained order, dividing the crowd into areas and isolating them from the playing field.

Yuan Ling'er was not here to participate in a competition between a group of Soul Emperors and Soul Saints. Instead, she followed Yuan Xunlu and sat at the VIP table. Only Ajie and the others were participating.

Outside the Papal Palace,

A total of twelve cardinals, whose status was second only to the Platinum Bishop, slowly walked out from the side door of the Pope's Palace. They walked all the way to the door of the Pope's Palace, standing on the left and right, with six people on each side.

One person shouted loudly: "His Majesty the Pope has arrived."

"Long live, long live, long live."

Three loud shouts echoed throughout Wuhun City like a landslide and tsunami.

The huge palace door slowly opened, and the six emblems on the two doors gradually deviated from the track.

Everyone's eyes unconsciously focused on the direction of the open door.

Wearing a bright golden dress from head to toe, wearing a purple gold crown on her head, and holding a scepter in her hand, Bibi Dong took the lead to walk out of the Pope's Palace with a solemn look on her face.

All participating sect leaders, elders and disciples from ordinary sects knelt down on one knee at this moment, "See Your Majesty the Pope."

Behind Bibi Dong, there were seven people.

Six of them were wearing bright red dresses. Their red dresses were studded with gold and silver patterns. Especially the shining golden gem on their chests, which was as big as a baby's fist, was full of luxury.

Only Titled Douluo are qualified to wear this red dress.

One person, with a simple appearance and sharp edge, is none other than Sword Dou Luo Chenxin;

One person, with a haggard face and shriveled skin, was none other than Bone Douluo Gu Rong;

One person, whose whole body is illusory and whose appearance is unknown, is none other than Ghost Douluo Ghost;

One, charming, delicate and indistinguishable between male and female, is none other than Ju Douluo Yue Guan;

One person, who is not angry but has power in his eyes but has lightning in his eyes, is none other than Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen;

There is also a red-robed Titled Douluo, naturally it is Dragon King Douluo Yuan Xunlu, and his dress is a little different, as it is embroidered with the spirit of his Bright Holy Dragon.

You are so sexy~

Then the last person. When Yuan Ling'er saw Tuoba Xi, the leader of the Holy Dragon Sect, and Hu Yanzhen, the leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, looking at the last person, their eyes glowed red.

There are only three types of people who can walk out of the main entrance of the Papal Palace.

First, you are the Pope,

The second type is the titled Douluo who proves himself with his strength.

The third type is the elder of Wuhun Palace.

Apart from these three, even the Platinum Bishop and the emperors of the two empires are not qualified to enter or exit this door.

Therefore, the person who is not wearing a bright red dress with gold and silver patterns is the elder of Wuhun Palace and the leader of Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi.

That is to say,

Ning Fengzhi was originally like Tuoba Xi and Hu Yanzhen. He was not a titled Douluo, so he was not qualified to take the main entrance.

But unfortunately, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect has a titled Douluo, so Ning Fengzhi is considered an honorary elder and can follow him once.

Yuan Ling'er can also follow Yuan Xunlu (without the ninth soul ring, he is not counted as a titled Douluo), but Yuan Ling'er doesn't want to.

"quiet."

A deep voice suddenly sounded, and strong pressure spread throughout the entire venue instantly.

The moment this voice appeared, everyone felt their eyes go dark, as if there was a dark cloud pressing down on them, and all the discussions disappeared in an instant amid this deep voice.

The entire competition venue and viewing area actually became quiet, and you could hear the needle drop.

Yuan Xunlu saw that the effect was very good, so he stopped talking and signaled Bibi Dong to announce the opening speech.

Bibi Dong took a deep look at Yuan Xunlu. This voice revealed too much information, such as improved strength.

"Dear citizens of Wuhun City and guests from afar.

here,

On behalf of Wuhun Palace, I welcome you.

at the same time,

In the name of the Pope of Wuhun Palace, I declare:

Seven major sect election contests,

Start now."

A very simple opening statement, without unnecessary nonsense or high-sounding official articles, but it changed Bibi Dong's previous style.

After all, what these Wuhundian bureaucrats like most is to flexibly use the arrangement and combination of words, seemingly saying something, but seemingly not saying it at the same time.

Yuan Xunlu glanced at Bibi Dong and felt a little strange.

"The rules of the competition will be announced below."

A delicate voice sounded, and it turned out to be Ju Douluo, one of the two generals of Heng Ha. He read out the rules of this competition, even though the rule book had been distributed long ago.

After the rules were read out and all the titled Douluo were fine, the cardinal walked to the loudspeaker in front of the VIP table and said loudly:

"The first game of the preliminaries.

Shenglong Sect versus Yuanmen.

Both sides select a team member and enter the waiting area."

Damn it, Bibi Dong, fuck me!

Yuan Xunlu kept an eye on Bibi Dong. As the arms supplier of Hanhai City, the Holy Dragon Sect had a good relationship with the Holy Dragon Sect.

Yuan Xunlu’s mother is from the Shenglong Sect.

He has a relationship with Tuoba Xi.

Bibi Dong looked at Yuan Xunlu and narrowed her eyes and smiled. She knew that Yuanmen and Shenglong Sect were getting close, so she did it on purpose.

After all, the Holy Dragon Sect, which had already turned to itself, was once again wavering due to Yuan Xun's Yuanmen, and there was even a risk of falling to the Yuanmen.

When the Holy Dragon Sect turned to Yuan Xunlu, it was equivalent to turning to Qian Renxue, which added another risk to Bibi Dong's already unstable position as pope.

The Wuhun Palace is like this, it seems to be a whole, but there are also factions in it, and there are a lot of trivial things that do evil things to each other.

Wuhun Palace is actually not much better than the two great empires. It is not the ideal type of people with good political connections and people.

Thanks to the British stupid king for a monthly ticket~

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