Ronin from Douluo

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The competition schedule for the elite masters of the continent's advanced soul master academies is already halfway through.

Zeng Yi played as a representative of the second team of Tiandou Royal Academy and already achieved a brilliant record of fourteen wins and one loss.

In the games they won, Tiandou Team 2 won very easily. Either they were instantly killed by Zeng Yi, or they didn't even dare to fight and simply gave in.

The only game he lost was the first game where he was brutally beaten by the Shrek team. Of course, Zeng Yi was just a spectator at that time.

During this period of time, Tiandou Team 2 did not encounter other teams from the Five Elements Academy. However, the audience knew very well that even if they did, those teams would not be able to compete with Zeng Yizai.

Tiandou Team 2.

The tragic end of Blazing Academy is still deeply imprinted in the memory of the audience.

Everyone has already acquiesced in their hearts that the next Tiandou Team 2 will win the qualifying spot with an undefeated attitude, enter the knockout rounds with a strong attitude, and become a strong contender for the championship of this competition.

Tiandou City, the Wuhun Temple, is second only to the Pope's Palace in the Wuhun Temple.

There are two Wuhun Temples in the Wuhun Temple, which are located in the imperial capitals of the two great empires, the Tiandou Empire and the Star Luo Empire.

As for the Wuhun Temple branch in Tiandou City, Salas, as the master of the Wuhun Temple, had a happy smile on his face. He personally brewed a cup of tea and delivered it to the expressionless middle-aged man at the opposite table.

Years old man.

"Hahaha~, I didn't expect that Zeng Yi, the genius of Guizong, was actually the fiancé of my Highness the Saint of Wuhun Palace. Sect Master Ning should have explained this to me earlier. A flood almost washed away the Dragon King Temple.

Hahaha~"

Salas sat back in his seat, the corners of his mouth raised, and he smiled from ear to ear.

Ning Fengzhi gave Salas a cold look and said calmly.

"In that case, if Zeng Yi is not your saint's fiancé, do you mean to kill the genius of our sect?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Salas coldly. Even though he was an auxiliary soul master, he still exuded a coercive force that made Salas' heart tremble.

Even though Salas was a veteran Contra, he was still intimidated by Ning Fengzhi's momentum. This was the king's momentum that Ning Fengzhi had cultivated and nurtured after being in the position for a long time.

Not long ago, Ning Fengzhi learned from Bone Douluo that Zeng Yi was attacked and killed, and he almost died because of it.

Ning Fengzhi was not only suspicious of the leader of the Spirit Temple in front of him, Platinum Bishop Salas, who dared to attack Zeng Yi like this.

Unfortunately, without evidence, Ning Fengzhi could only endure it.

However, this matter was really instructed by Salas. Even if the Qibao Glazed Sect and Wuhun Palace are now in a marriage relationship, Ning Fengzhi will make this platinum bishop pay a heavy price.

After receiving Ning Fengzhi's cold gaze, Salas also realized that he had said the wrong thing and said quickly.

"I am saying that Guizong, this genius, is extremely talented. Not only is he powerful, but he is also graceful, handsome and extraordinary in appearance. The first time I saw him, I couldn't help but marvel in my heart, how could there be such a person in this world.

At that time, I was thinking about how to introduce such a hero to the Pope, and even planned to connect with our Holy Lady.

If such a heroic hero could marry the saint of my Wuhun Palace, it would be a match made in heaven!

But what I didn't expect was that the Pope was even more discerning and had already made the saint get married to him and made a marriage contract.

After getting the news, I was really surprised and happy, and cried with joy. The idea in my heart came true."

As he said that, Salas looked really affectionate, and couldn't help but reach out and gently wipe the red eyes, where the almost non-existent old tears were.

Then he let out a long sigh.

"Being able to see such a perfect match, I have no regrets in my life!"

After hearing what Salas said, Ning Fengzhi not only lamented that this old guy was so thick-skinned that no one could match him.

Although your expression is very good now, and your expression and tone of voice are comparable to those of an actor. However, when you were on the rostrum of the competition before, looking at Zeng Yi's outstanding performance below, you were gnashing your teeth, and your face was sometimes gloomy and sometimes depressed.

The clenched fists, with countless thoughts but nowhere to vent them, are really funny.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Saras's expression silently, complaining in her heart.

"A few days ago, Zeng Yi was attacked and killed by a soul saint, and he almost died. I don't know, Bishop Salas, have you heard about it?" Ning Fengzhi said leisurely, looking at him with a half-smiling look.

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Upon hearing this, the teacup in Salas' hand immediately shattered into powder, and his expression changed from surprise to anger.

"Is this happening? Who dares to attack my brother-in-law from Wuhun Palace! If I find out, I will definitely report it to the Pope and eradicate his influence!"

Salas's every move and every change in his expression were all in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

His reaction made Ning Fengzhi a little confused. Could it be that Wuhun Palace didn't do this?

At this time, Salas also noticed Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

"Could it be that Sect Master Ning is suspecting that our Wuhun Palace did this? How is that possible? Zeng Yi is the future husband of the saint of our palace, how could he do something to one of his own?

I didn’t know about it before, but now, our two families are in-laws, and I won’t lie to Sect Leader Ning. I did have this idea before, but never took any action. But I reported the matter to the Pope first, and then I found out.

It turns out that Zeng Yi is the future husband of the saint of our palace!"

Salas patted his chest and vowed.

Ning Fengzhi chuckled and said, "Why would my sect doubt you? I just said it casually. After all, Zeng Yi is not only a disciple of my Qibao Glazed Sect, but also the fiancé of the saint of your palace. You should know some of the things that happened to him.

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At this time, Saras's expression also became solemn, and he said seriously: "Sect Master Ning, I am aware of this matter. Since it happened in the place under my jurisdiction, I naturally cannot sit idly by and ignore it. I, the Wuhun Temple, will

If we investigate this matter clearly and find out the mastermind behind it, we will definitely make him pay the price he deserves."

After knowing that Zeng Yi was the fiancé of the Saint, Salas also subconsciously regarded Zeng Yi as a member of the Wuhun Palace. If he dared to offend them, he would let those people know and wake up the tiger.

What's the cost?

"Then I'll bother Bishop Salas." Ning Fengzhi said with a smile.

"What the hell, what's the point of being so polite as a family?"

After chatting for a while, Salas put down his tea cup, squinted his eyes, looked at Ning Fengzhi beside him, and said with a smile.

"Sect Master Ning, although your sect's Zeng Yi has made a marriage contract with the saint of our palace, the two have never met. Moreover, His Holiness the Pope has always wanted to witness her stunning grace with his own eyes."

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

"How to say?"

Salas smiled and said, "The Pope would like to invite your sect's Zeng Yi to be a guest in Wuhun City for a while last night. I wonder what Ning Zong's idea is?"

"What did you say?"

Ning Fengzhi was shocked, and immediately put down the tea cup and stood up. Looking at Salas beside him, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

Now that he was making this request, Ning Fengzhi thought about it and knew what kind of agenda Pope Bibi Dong was planning.

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In an elegant house, Xue Qinghe looked at the letter in his hand, his expression stiffened, and then he became angry.

In an instant, the leather paper in his hand turned into powder all over the sky.

Bang!

Xue Qinghe couldn't control his emotions and slapped his palm on the table. His soul was shaken and the exquisite sandalwood table collapsed.

"This damn old woman! She actually resorted to such despicable methods!"

"Then the golden generation isn't something you're proud of? Why are you so afraid now?"

Xue Qinghe's eyes flashed with sarcasm, the corners of his mouth raised, and he kept sneering.

Xue Qinghe knew that Bibi Dong wanted to bring Zeng Yi back to Wuhun Palace because she was afraid that her Wuhun team would be defeated by Zeng Yi and lose face in front of the world.

Although she is also from Wuhun Palace, Xue Qinghe doesn't care about the championship glory of this competition. Whether Wuhun Team can win the championship is none of her business. In other words, she is more looking forward to seeing Wuhun Team be defeated.

If other teams are defeated, I look forward to seeing that woman defeated.

But I didn't expect that the old woman would overturn the chessboard.

How ridiculous!

Xue Qinghe's clenched fists, struggle and hesitation flashed in his eyes.

No, we can't let Zeng Yi go to Wuhun Hall, otherwise, it will be like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, with more misfortune than good.

What to do? How to change this situation!

Xue Qinghe's mind was rapidly thinking about how to solve this problem.

Suddenly, Xue Qinghe’s eyes lit up!

"shadow!"

As Xue Qinghe's voice fell, a few seconds later, a black figure quietly appeared behind Xue Qinghe and saluted on one knee.

"The rest of the matter will be handled by you." Xue Qinghe turned around and looked at the shadow and said calmly.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Shadow responded respectfully and stood up. Immediately afterwards, his body changed. In the blink of an eye, his body shape and appearance became exactly the same as Xue Qinghe's. Not only his appearance, but also his demeanor.

Very similar, just like the same person.

And when the shadow turned into Xueqinghe, the shape of Xueqinghe also began to change.

The long silver hair turned into pale gold, and the strong body shrank visibly to the naked eye, becoming graceful, graceful, and graceful.

She was originally a handsome young man, but in the blink of an eye, she turned into an elegant, noble, and unparalleled beauty.

After changing back to her original appearance, Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel a little confused when she thought that she would see him with his true appearance later.

I never thought that we would meet again in this way.

Sorry, Zeng Yi.

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