Douluo's Gourd

Soon, Wang Xiaofeng and Ma Hongjun found Shrek's location.

Facing the master's reproachful gaze, Wang Xiaofeng and Oscar shrank their heads at the same time.

The master wanted to say something, but the music played suddenly interrupted his train of thought.

The master gave the two of them a hard look, "Go back and double the training."

As the music progressed, twelve cardinals walked out from the side door of the auditorium one by one, and then stood on both sides of the aisle like guards.

Strange, just a platinum bishop, so grand?After all, today is just the opening ceremony plus the lottery ceremony.

This doubt had just appeared in the minds of all the colleges when it was interrupted by the leading cardinal.

He said loudly: "His Majesty the Pope is here!"

"Long live, long live, long live." The soldiers on the outer layer knelt down neatly, and then the guards on the second layer... The sound waves were layered on top of each other, making people startled.

Until the end, only the teachers and students of the thirty academies of Tiandou and Xingluo were left standing.

The Pope's figure slowly appeared at the door of the auditorium.

She was not tall, but she was dressed in a luxurious robe with a purple gold crown on her head, which made her look extremely expensive.

Especially the intangible noble temperament inadvertently revealed on the body, it is even more unbearable to give birth to the emotion of worship.

"Snapped."

As a student bent down first and half-kneeled on the ground, it seemed as if Pandora's box had been opened, and everyone knelt down like dominoes.

Oscar's face was dull, and his legs were slightly bent, as if he wanted to kneel down.

But Ning Rongrong at the side suddenly pinched the soft flesh of Oscar's waist, and then turned around vigorously.

Oscar's lifeless eyes suddenly regained light, he snorted, and then tightly grasped Ning Rongrong's dishonest little hand, "It doesn't hurt, Rongrong, what are you doing."

Ning Rongrong smiled and said, "Isn't His Holiness the Pope very beautiful?"

Although there was no memory of the brain short circuit just now, but a strong desire to survive surged in his heart, Oscar denied without thinking: "I am not, I don't, I just saw the Pope for the first time, and was shocked by her powerful strength. "

The heartless Ma Hongjun asked suspiciously: "Didn't it mean that the Pope only appeared in the finals?"

Dai Mubai nodded, he also thought that a powerful person like the Pope should only appear at the end of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition.

The strong always come out last, because there is no early preparation, and the style is low.

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the Pope thoughtfully.

None of them noticed it, but Wang Xiaofeng studied the bankrupt version of the Power of Faith for three days and three nights without sleep, and the aura of the Pope faintly exuded a power similar to it.

It's just that the power in the pope is more pure.

If the golden ball of light refined by Wang Xiaofeng is a small drop of water, then the pope is a bottomless ocean.

"It's really interesting." A gleam flashed in Wang Xiaofeng's eyes.

The cardinals felt a little dissatisfied with Shrek Academy's behavior of not kneeling, but there was no rule to kneel, so they didn't say anything in the end.

"Tap tap..."

The slight sound of footsteps echoed over the empty auditorium. The red carpet was not long, and the Pope quickly walked to the throne at the end and sat on it.

All the light condensed at this moment, only on her.

At this moment, she is the center of the world.

The scepter inlaid with gems in his hand fell to the ground with a light ding.

"Young soul masters, on behalf of the Spirit Hall, I welcome you." Bibi Dong's red lips parted slightly, and her round and jade-like voice clearly reached everyone's minds.

Bibi Dong's eyes fell on Grandmaster, and Liu Erlong beside him held Grandmaster's arm like a demonstration.

Facing Liu Erlong's provocation, Bibi Dong's expression was very calm. She turned her eyes to Tang San, as if she had confirmed something, and then continued to say: "The reward for this final is three ten thousand year spirit bones. As the most elite Soul master, go to fight, then stand in front of me and enjoy the fruits of victory."

Bibi Dong didn't give a long speech, but just mentioned the reward a little bit, showed his face in front of everyone, and then left directly.

But just like this, everyone felt as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, wishing to brazenly die for Bibi Dong.

It's like a scene of being brainwashed by religion.

Of course, it's not clear how many of them are really brainwashed, or those who covet Bibi Dong's beauty and soul bones.

After Bibi Dong left, a cardinal walked up with a sealed box and said, "The heads of each academy are invited to draw lots here."

Flender smiled and walked over confidently.

For Shrek, no matter what is drawn, it is the top lottery. After all, where the strength lies, the opponent should be the one who should be most afraid.

But 2 minutes later, Flender walked back with a sad face.

Ma Hongjun said with a smile: "Teacher, your speed of changing your face is too fast, you won't really draw us a very powerful team."

"That's right, your opponent in the first round is the Shadow Academy of the Star Luo Empire."

"Shadow Academy?!" Dai Mubai was a little surprised and said, "It seems that the headmaster is still lucky, in the first round he was drawn to Xingluo's top three academies."

The master glanced around, "Go back and analyze it in detail."

As soon as Wang Xiaofeng walked out of the auditorium, he saw Nidia squatting on the side, teasing the ants with a grass.

Facing everyone's mocking gazes, Wang Xiaofeng waved his hands helplessly: "Go first, I'll go back later."

The master nodded faintly: "There's no need to rush back, after all, it's Rongrong's turn to play."

This is simply implying that Wang Xiaofeng doesn't have to go back tonight.

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and smiled softly: "That's right, Brother Feng, just enjoy the date."

"Wait, it's not what you think..."

Everyone didn't listen to Wang Xiaofeng's explanation at all, and left with a smile.

"Sigh." Wang Xiaofeng sighed, Oscar and the others can forget about it, why the master's painting style has become so unscrupulous.

"Xiao Fengzi, you finally came out." Nidia threw away the grass root in her hand, stood up happily, ran forward a few steps, then seemed to remember something, and her expression became gloomy visible to the naked eye.

She pouted, walked over with an unhappy expression, and said, "Tell me, the Pope is more beautiful or I am more beautiful."

Come, come, the world has unsolved problems.

But, hum, how could this stump him.

Wang Xiaofeng glanced at her in surprise, and said slowly: "Who gave you the confidence to dare to compare yourself with the Pope? What about your face?"



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