Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

"It's already the second day~" Having said that, Qianshui's hands are not honest.

"No matter~ You're leaving soon, and I don't know how long it will take to see you again! Xiaoxue is going to do something bad!" Tilting her head, the little angel pointed to the white transparent stockings on her legs and said, "Xiaoshui can punish the bad woman~ The bad woman has everything~ um~"

(Who can stand this! - Qianshui Douluo)

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The members of the second team who woke up early were all upset.

In the hotel restaurant, six people sat together with different expressions and ate breakfast. Although the conflict was huge, the people of the Spirit Hall seemed to treat it as if nothing had happened. They did what they should do, and there was no suppression at all.

"To be honest, I still don't understand why the woman from the Spirit Hall did that!" Oscar was extremely indignant about Ning Huahua.

"Heh! She's probably too arrogant. She usually asks us to be low-key, but she herself is very high-profile! Today's incident is probably like this!"

"Boss Dai, Sister Huaer..."

"Oscar, ignore him." Ning Rongrong calmly drank a sip of hot soup and said lightly, "Small-minded people are like this, deliberately obscuring some things to gain the upper hand."

"Hmph!" Dai Mubai naturally didn't look happy. Jian Douluo was nearby, but he couldn't say anything.

Seeing Ning Rongrong looking calm, Oscar hurriedly asked: "Rongrong, are you not anxious?"

"It's not that I'm not anxious, but it's useless to be anxious." Putting down the tableware, Ning Rongrong continued to explain, "Things are bad, but not that bad. On the contrary, although the woman in the Spirit Hall is strong, she made the entire Spirit Hall pay for her because of her nonsense.

Hong'er seems to be taken hostage, but the price paid by the Spirit Hall is reputation."

Ma Hongjun on the side complained while eating, "Can reputation be eaten? In this Douluo Continent, whoever has the bigger fist is right?"

"That's right, but the strong are a minority after all. They can control the Spirit City, but they may not be able to control the entire Douluo Continent. The continent is in hand. The more remote the place, the more out of reach.

Although the soul masters yearn for Wuhun City and respect the strong, they are indeed living people one by one. No matter how it looks on the surface, the act of snatching a child in public is shameful after all! "

Oscar asked again: "The little prince..."

"There is no need to worry about the safety of life. The woman named Qian Renxue is crazy, but it is obvious that she likes Brother Shui and even treats Hong'er very well. If she dares to do anything to Hong'er, she will definitely face the furious Brother Shui, which is definitely not what she wants to see. "

"Then let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince call His Majesty the Exiled Immortal back to Wuhun City, isn't it over?"

"If things are really that simple..."

Chapter 261 The finals begin, Qian Renxue's pride, taking on three colleges alone [6000 words]

"Things are not that simple. If it was just that woman who held Hong'er hostage, Brother Shui would have gone back to Wuhun City and the matter would have been resolved. But the appearance of that great priest complicated things. That woman induced Hong'er to call her mother, and everything is hard to salvage."

"Heh! It would be more direct to say that the grandson lost the right of inheritance, right?" Dai Mubai replied with sarcasm at this time.

Ning Rongrong ignored Dai Mubai's words. The morning sun was particularly peaceful, as gentle as the breeze. Ning Rongrong understood the grandson's opportunity.

Although he lost the right of inheritance, in Ning Rongrong's opinion, Qianshui would definitely compensate him in other ways. After all, he was the child of a disciple and a good friend, but he suffered for no reason because of him.

Once, Qian Daoliu and Qianshui went to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect to visit Ning Huahua, who was about to get married. This matter could not be told to others.

At least from this point of view, Qian Daoliu and Qianshui have a very good relationship. The Elder Hall was originally regarded as a branch of Qianshui. Qian Renxue is just a brainless young lady. Not only has she ruined the reputation of the Spirit Hall, but she may have ruined some of Qianshui's own plans.

As a grandson, she is not good enough, but as a spirit master, she is very beneficial.

"Rongrong, what's going on?" Oscar continued to ask questions about Ning Huahua.

"How can a king of a country recognize someone else as his mother? Once this happens, let alone the artificial resistance, will the royal family still have face? The most feared are Brother Xue and Ning Huahua. They can't fail to see this, but..."

At this time, Ning Huahua walked out with a pale face and staggered with the support of Xue Qinghe. She staggered in front of everyone.

Ning Fengzhi, who was accompanying her, was full of worry, but didn't know what to do.

"Qinghe, why don't you give up the competition? In this situation, it's meaningless to continue."

"Teacher Qinghe, please forgive me, but this matter is not that simple." Xue Qinghe's expression was extremely serious, and he was completely different from the usual calmness. "We must not only play this game, but also make it to the finals!"

"Qinghe, I know what you mean, but Ruo Qianshui..."

"He owes me this! As long as Hong'er is safe, there are some things that should be done more!" Xue Qinghe's face was serious but a little ferocious.

"Qinghe, I know you are a qualified emperor, but the teacher still said that when giant beasts fight, you and I will be doomed if we participate!"

If it were usual, facing Ning Fengzhi's earnest teachings, Xue Qinghe would definitely bend down to teach him, but this time he was abnormally unresponsive, but stared at the harp as a decorative ornament in the hotel lobby.

"Teacher, if art is about exploring the boundaries of human imagination, then politics often touches the boundaries of human practical ability, because power enables me to mobilize resources and forces that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

We can use it to seek benefits for the people, or to protect my own desires and put the entire Douluo Continent in the flames of war.

Perhaps after many years, these people in the Spirit Hall will look back on history and find that everything they are familiar with no longer exists!"

The familiar Xue Qinghe is far away, and at this moment, Ning Fengzhi seems to be a true emperor in front of him, "Qinghe, what are you going to do?"

"Nothing Well, it's just that everyone in the Spirit Hall told me that strength determines everything. "Turning his head, Xue Qinghe smiled at Ning Fengzhi, "This idea has never left Qinghe's mind, and now I just want it more! Teacher, will you help me? ! "

"Are you..."

"Qianshui once said to me: All under heaven, all is the king's land. All the people in the world are the king's subjects!"

At this moment, Xue Qinghe's expression was very complicated, "Teacher, Qinghe has never wanted this world more than any moment! For Huahua! For Honger!"

'As a king, as a husband, as a father, it turns out to be like this...' Ning Fengzhi understood that he was a king, a father, and a husband.

Even if he was gentle as jade, good at dancing, and forbearing, Xue Qinghe was still a person. People have desires, ambitions, and love.

From Xue Qinghe's perspective, the fate of the grandson was not only a shame for a father and a husband, but also a shame for the king of a country and the entire Tiandou Empire.

Since the matter is irreversible, then from the standpoint of a monarch, Xue Qinghe will maximize the benefits as the monarch of a country.

"Only in this way can this debt be recovered!"

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The finals are just around the corner, and the final champion is only one step away.

The bright sunshine falls on the earth. Under the sunlight, the Pope's Palace looks more magnificent, like a fairy's residence. In front of the Pope's Palace, two rows of palace knights line up from the front of the Pope's Palace to the foot of the mountain. The bright silver armor and heavy knight swords make the entire Pope Mountain more majestic.

The eliminated teams have left, and they are not even allowed to watch the last day of the battle. Only the real young strong are qualified to step onto the square in front of the Pope's Palace.

After the riots after the third round of the game, they rested for a day and started the fourth round of the game.

Ning Huahua still participated in the fourth round of the game. It seems that she was mentally shocked. She just went on stage and opened her martial soul, and there was no action. The game was naturally completed by her teammates.

With a young disciple guarding the gate, it is basically no different from Qianshui of the same level going out in person. But people always have their limits. Facing Qian Renxue, it is impossible for one person to win, let alone the three people of the golden generation. This is a consensus.

Until this last, early in the morning, the three teams that entered the final three finals had already appeared in front of the Pope's Palace and waited quietly.

The teachers of the three major colleges were not allowed to stand in the square and could only wait outside. A total of 21 players participating in the finals stood quietly on the square, waiting for the arrival of this final moment.

Unlike the first appearance, this time, Qian Renxue stood at the forefront of the team, and her momentum overwhelmed the whole audience. But this time, she was no longer the peerless angel descendant in people's minds, but the aggressive young master of the Wuhun Hall!

The three teams standing in the front and side by side were Qian Renxue, Shui Binger, and Ning Huahua. Except for Shui Binger who was a little younger, not counting Qianshui, they were the strongest of their generation.

Three Soul Emperors, one Soul Saint, one Quasi-Title Douluo, and Qianshui, who was thousands of miles away in everyone's eyes, were the young soul masters who stood at the top of their generation.

The square in front of the Pope's Palace was no smaller than the competition platform used in the previous competition. The square square was paved with special stones. If you look carefully, you can find that the stones were covered with a layer of faint and lustrous light.

Not long after, a team of people came out from the side door of the Pope's Palace. A total of twelve cardinals, whose status was second only to the Platinum Bishop, walked slowly over. They walked all the way to the door of the Pope's Palace and stood on the left and right.

The leading cardinal shouted loudly: "His Majesty the Pope is here."

"Long live, long live, long live." Three shouts rang out throughout the Wuhun City like a landslide and tsunami.

It was not only the voices of the neatly arranged palace guards on the Pope's Mountain, but also the shouts of all the soul masters in the entire Wuhun City who were not allowed to approach the Pope's Mountain. The influence of Pope Bibi Dong can be seen.

The huge palace door slowly opened, and the six emblems on the two doors gradually deviated from the track. Everyone's eyes unconsciously gathered in the direction of the door. Even the seven members of the Spirit Hall Academy team were beating faster and faster at this time.

Bibi Dong, who was wearing a golden long dress from head to toe, a purple gold crown on her head, and a scepter in her hand, walked out of the Pope's Palace with a solemn face. She had an illusory feeling and seemed infinitely tall.

All the Spirit Hall members, except Qian Renxue, knelt on one knee at this moment, "See His Holiness the Pope."

Behind Bibi Dong, there were two people. Both of them were wearing red jewel-decorated dresses that only Titled Douluo were qualified to wear. They were the familiar Titled Douluo, Jue Gui.

Originally, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin should also be in this team, because although all titled Douluo belong to various factions, they can be regarded as elders of Wuhun Palace. Ning Fengzhi was also awarded the honorary elder because of his status.

It's just that the previous matter was too tense, and Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin also needed to take a stand.

Among Tiandou's subordinates present, including Qian Renxue, these were the only ones who did not kneel down.

Bibi Dong was not annoyed, as if she had completely ignored Xiexiu, and just said calmly: "Go flat."

A shallow smile appeared on Bibi Dong's beautiful face, and her eyes swept from left to right across all the twenty-one young soul masters participating in the top three finals.

"I see hope from you. In front of the Pope's Palace, I hope to see all your talents and strength. The final winner will receive the biggest reward from the Spirit Palace." As she spoke, she lightly held the scepter in her hand. wave.

Three points of light instantly magnified in front of Bibi Dong and floated in the air. They were three different things, both small in size and shaped like bones. They were a right arm bone, a skull and a left leg bone. There are also three colors of fiery red, light blue and dark green light shining on it. Anyone who is interested can immediately understand that they are three ten thousand year soul bones.

The fluctuations in the soul power of the ten-thousand-year-old soul bones were already strong. Even under the Pope Mountain, the light of the three soul bones could be clearly seen. For a time, the entire Wuhun City was completely boiling. Even the people in the Wuhun Palace, a One also has a greedy light in his eyes.

The only ones present who didn't have any inner fluctuations were Qian Shui, his old friends, and Qian Renxue. Due to the impact of six thousand-year-old soul bones and one hundred-thousand-year-old soul bone in the past few days, and Qian Shui's nonchalant attitude towards the soul bones, they seemed to have eaten their fill at a banquet, and no longer had any interest in ordinary delicacies. .

Ghost Douluo Ghost, who was standing behind the Pope, said in his deep voice: "The three soul bones are the skull of wisdom that condenses the spirit, the right arm that bursts with burning flames, and the left leg that rushes forward to chase the wind."

If he hadn't finished the play, Qian Shui would have yawned again, thinking: These three soul bones are prepared for the Golden Three Idiots, it's so obvious.

"There is always only one winner, and the same is true for the champion. Therefore, these three soul bones will all belong to the final champion team. I hope that the three colleges you entered into the top three can go all out and win this honor!"

As Bibi Dong's melodious voice fell, except for a few people, such as Ning Rongrong, they immediately looked at Qian Renxue, whose face was filled with boredom. However, this expression seemed familiar, but it did not look like he was determined to win.

If she could see Ning Huahua's expression, Ning Rongrong would probably understand that it was the indifferent expression that Ning Huahua often made.

It was said that they were the couple, but Bibi Dong could see them clearly on the stage.

It's just that his students are more or less upset. After all, it's the soul bone, and the existence of Qian Renxue has been subconsciously ignored.

Looking around, Bibi Dong also introduced the rules of the finals, "This morning, there will be an individual elimination match for each of your three teams with seven players. The remaining teams will take the lead and directly enter the championship competition tomorrow. The two losing teams will compete in the finals. Compete for another finals spot this afternoon. Now you can send out the first player.”

To put it bluntly, it means that an individual competition has been added to determine the top two, but it is different from previous elite competitions.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present knew the result. Who could defeat the quasi-titled Douluo Qian Renxue in a personal battle? In a battle that must be won, Wuhun Palace still resorts to such methods?

"No need, if you have to fight individually, all of you, come together!"

The crisp and moving voice sounded again, still full of absolute confidence. Qian Renxue was not referring to Team Tianshui or Team 2 Huangdou, but to her teammates!

No different than before, at this moment, the entire Wuhun City's eyes were focused on the Pope Mountain. If it hadn't been suppressed by the authority of the Pope, the whole place would have been in an uproar. Bibi Dong remained calm on the surface, seemingly not even frowning, just smiling. But most people who looked at his face felt that her expression had changed, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I mean, don't bother, let's just have a melee in the final." Qian Renxue said as she looked towards the field. While looking around, she looked directly at the twenty people in front of her, including her teammates, "Don't say My level is so high that I bully you and give you a chance!”

"My idea is very simple. Whether twenty of you join forces or kill each other, including me, the one standing at the end will be the winner. There is no need to bother fighting for a few more days. Such a proposal is perfect. I think His Majesty the Pope will agree?"

"Are you so confident?" At this time, Bibi Dong's words were obviously filled with anger, and anyone could hear it.

"Ha!" Looking back at Bibi Dong on the high platform, Qian Renxue sneered, but said with great confidence: "I alone can dominate the world!"