Douluo started from being accepted by Bibi Dong as a disciple

"Let me go, let me go, I haven't finished speaking yet..."

"Your Highness the Holy Son, in this Douluo Continent, only I am qualified to be your master!"

"Your Highness the Holy Son, only I can teach you such a genius..."

"Let me go, this is how your Wuhun Temple treats its guests... uh uh uh~ I want... uh uh uh~~"

When several guards escorted Yu Xiaogang away, Yu Xiaogang was still shouting excitedly.

But before he finished speaking, the guard covered his mouth with his hand.

"Made, this man is crazy!"

Looking at the somewhat crazy Yu Xiaogang, Ling Feng couldn't help but shudder.

Fortunately, the guard came over just now, otherwise...he would definitely not be able to stop himself from shooting Yu Xiaogang.

…

After Yu Xiaogang's interference, Ling Feng felt that peeing was not smooth.

After more than ten minutes, Ling Feng didn't plan to go back to the living room and listen to those people bragging, so he simply took a nap on the bench in the small park.

Just when Ling Feng was in a daze, he suddenly felt a refreshing fragrance coming to his nose.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Feng felt two furry things sliding gently on his face.

After feeling this, Ling Feng suddenly woke up, and under conditioned reflex, his body flipped over the recliner at an extremely tricky angle toward the back.

Following the trend, the Desert Eagle has appeared in my hands.

Even when Ling Feng subconsciously wanted to shoot, he suddenly saw a picture of a girl holding her chin in her hands, looking at him with a smile on her face.

In addition, Ling Feng also found two long rabbit ears on this man's head.

"Hey, you must be His Royal Highness the Holy Son. You will catch a cold if you sleep here!"

The woman looked at Ling Feng, pursed her lips and said softly.

"Who are you?"

Ling Feng asked with a slight hum.

"I'm from the eighth house of Shrek Academy. I'm here to celebrate His Royal Highness the Son's birthday. Just call me Xiao Wu!"

Xiao Wu stood up straight, and then continued: "His Royal Highness the Holy Son, your martial spirit is so special!"

"oh!"

After hearing Xiao Wu's words, Ling Feng replied, put away the Desert Eagle, turned and left.

"Hey~! Why are you so rude? I told you my name, but you haven't said your name yet!"

Seeing Ling Feng turn around and leave, Xiao Wu puffed up her face and let out a hum.

She also didn't like the coming and going at the banquet, so she came out to get some fresh air.

Unexpectedly, he saw Ling Feng on the recliner.

With just one glance, Xiao Wu was attracted by Ling Feng's delicate face.

Under such circumstances, he couldn't help but lean forward and play with Ling Feng's cheek with his ears.

"My name is Ling Feng, do you have anything else to do?"

Ling Feng thought in his heart that as a host, he must be polite, so after hearing Xiao Wu's words, Ling Feng stood still and turned slightly sideways and said.

It was mid-afternoon, and the slightly slanting sun was shining brightly on Ling Feng.

From Xiao Wu's perspective, it was as if Ling Feng had stepped out of the sun.

For a moment, Xiao Wu looked a little obsessed. After hearing Ling Feng's words, she even forgot to answer. She just muttered: Ling Feng... Ling Feng... Ling Feng...

"Hey, hey, is there anything else? It's okay, I'm leaving!"

Looking at Xiao Wu who was in a daze, the corners of Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly and then he urged.

At the same time, Ling Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart: What kind of people do he meet every day? They are either crazy or idiots.

"Yeah! Well... this is my first time coming to Wuhun Palace. Can you show me around?"

Xiao Wu, who was awakened by Ling Feng's voice, shyly touched her two index fingers on her chest and slightly raised her head to look at Ling Feng and said.

"Oh, Guard Ma, take this girl named Xiao Wu to visit our Spirit Hall!"

After nodding to Xiao Wu, Ling Feng said hello to the escort who came in not far away.

When he finished speaking, Ling Feng glanced at Xiao Wu and left without looking back.

Just kidding, if you ask me to take you around, I will take you around. Don’t think that I don’t know what your plans are...

"Yes, Your Highness the Holy Son!"

Upon hearing Ling Feng's greeting, a strong man who was about two meters tall and weighed about 300 kilograms, headed by the escort team, roared.

Then it trotted towards Xiao Wu like an earthquake.

Seeing such a situation, Xiao Wu's face turned red and she stamped her feet: "Huh, Ling Feng, I will remember you, you hateful guy!"

…

After avoiding this guy named Xiao Wu, Ling Feng had no intention of wandering around the Spirit Hall anymore.

The most important thing is that wherever you go you can see tables with seats, and you have to say hello out of politeness.

Simply, Ling Feng went back to the living room.

Counting the time, the competition arena to be held in the afternoon is about to begin.

For Ling Feng now, as long as he is not allowed to eat, he can do anything.

…

In the afternoon, after all the dining tables were removed, a arena about a hundred meters square stood at the entrance of Wuhun Hall.

Surrounding the ring are the strengths of all parties.

Of course, the Wuhun Palace as the host is located in the stands due east of the arena.

Ling Feng also followed Hu Liena and sat next to Bibi Dong.

After Yue Guan presided over a series of tedious speeches and rules, the competition arena finally began.

Naturally, those competing in this competition arena are only the younger generation of soul masters.

The young generation is also the top priority for the long-term development of a force.

Ling Feng even felt that another reason why these people came to Wuhun Hall to celebrate was because of the competition arena.

The first time he saw a soul master competing in a battle, Ling Feng watched it with great interest and completely ignored Hu Liena's boring teasing.

In addition, Ling Feng also discovered that tens of thousands of spectators outside the various forces surrounding the arena had actually started betting on each other.

Ling Feng looked eager to try.

Just when Lingfeng was thinking about asking Hu Liena to borrow some money for a little gambling, he suddenly found that everyone was looking at him.

???

What are you looking at me for?

Glancing at the crowd, Ling Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and expressed doubt in his mind.

At this point, a voice came again to Ling Feng's ears.

"I am Tang San of Shrek Academy. I am asking His Highness the Holy Son for advice today. I wonder if His Highness the Holy Son will accept the challenge!"

As the words filled the audience, three spirit rings suddenly appeared on Tang San's body.

Under this, after a brief silence, bursts of uproar broke out.

"Damn it, isn't this Shrek's Tang San a little shameless? The three-ringed soul master, challenge His Highness the Holy Son?

If I remember correctly, His Highness the Holy Son just activated his martial spirit two months ago, right?"

"What? This... is so shameless. Isn't this obviously bullying!"

"What is this Tang San? You are so insidious..."

…

Faced with the abuse and ridicule of the crowd, Tang San stared at Ling Feng in the stands as if he was turning a deaf ear, his eyes flashing with undisguised contempt.