Douluo: Martial Soul Divine Seal Throne, seize the throne Bibi Dong

Chapter 32 Tang San’s determination caused Wuhun Palace to lose all face
  Wuhun City.

On the balcony of a restaurant.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai and the others were all gathered here.

Like many pedestrians who were very active on the street at this time, Tang San and his group looked towards the location of the Pope's Palace with extremely solemn expressions.

The martial soul of Sendaoliu was no longer in the sky, but the residual power left by the perfect Seraphim martial soul still shocked the entire martial soul city. Many people were still looking at the sky with lingering fear. top.

The vast fluctuations of soul power shocked even the common people who had not awakened their martial souls.

"Third brother, is the Wuhun Palace trying to scare us?"

Xiao Wu leaned against Tang San, looking at the sky in the distance with lingering fear, and asked with a very uneasy heart.

Tang San hugged Xiao Wu and frowned slightly: "Half yes, half no, I can feel that there was a battle just now in that direction."

"Before the seraph spirit appeared, there was an orange-red spiritual tornado over there. It should be the guy named Qian Renyu who took action there."

"In the end, the seraphim martial spirit suddenly appeared. On the one hand, it may be to calm the fighting over there, and on the other hand, it may also want to scare us!"

Tang San explained in a deep voice.

While explaining, he continued to look in the direction of the Pope's Palace.

In the slightly narrowed eyes, a cold luster flashed from time to time.

"The Seraphim Martial Spirit is a legendary god-level martial spirit, but its strength seems to be too terrifying!"

"You can actually have such power even though you are so far away. It seems to be stronger than many titled Douluo!"

Tang San analyzed silently in his heart.

The more I analyze this matter, the more I can't calm down.

At this time, Ning Fengzhi walked out of the room with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, and followed Tang San and his party to the balcony.

Like Tang San, he looked towards the direction of the Pope's Palace with his deep and solemn gaze.

After pondering for a moment, Ning Fengzhi asked in a deep voice: "Tang San, are you shocked by the spirit of the seraph?"

Tang San hummed and said, "Yes, that Seraphim spirit gives people a very powerful feeling. I suspect that the owner of that spirit is probably the best at the Titled Douluo level."

Ning Fengzhi listened calmly, and after hearing what Tang San said, he looked towards Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo understood Ning Fengzhi's meaning, put his hands behind his back, and the look in his eyes suddenly became very exquisite.

"Tang San, it is inevitable that the owner of this Seraphim spirit surpasses most titled Douluo."

Sword Douluo said in a deep voice: "If I feel correctly, the person who possesses this martial spirit is Qian Daoliu, the great contemporary worshiper of the Spirit Hall."

"As the great enshrinement of Wuhun Palace, Qian Daoliu has now stood at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent, and his strength has already reached level 99 titled Douluo!"

hiss--

The sound of gasping for cold air echoed on the balcony.

As soon as Sword Douluo finished speaking, pairs of horrified eyes focused on Sword Douluo.

Even Ning Fengzhi had a bit of shock in his eyes at this time.

Even if Ning Fengzhi was like this, Tang San, Dai Mubai and others were even more horrified.

Xiao Wu had the most obvious reaction among everyone. Her body pressed against Tang San's body became unnatural, and she wished she could rub herself into Tang San's body. Ning Fengzhi recalled some of the things that Sword Douluo had vaguely mentioned before, and quickly recovered.

Examining the reactions of Tang San and his team at this time, Ning Fengzhi spoke again: "Has your fighting spirit been dampened? Knowing that the owner of the martial spirit is a level 99 titled Douluo, you have lost the courage to compete with him? "

Tang San suddenly came to his senses, shook his head quickly and said: "Uncle Ning, you misunderstood, we are just a little surprised by the strength of the spirit owner."

"As for the fighting spirit, we will definitely not be hit. Besides, the Soul Master Competition is restricted by rules. The great priest of the Spirit Hall mentioned by Senior Sword Douluo is already over 25 years old, so it is impossible for him to do so. Go down to the game in person.”

"So there is no need to worry about these things, and there is no need to worry!"

"There is no need to worry about the appearance of such a level, then the overall championship of this Soul Master Competition will definitely be won by our Shrek Academy!"

Tang San's tone was very determined.

He said these words very firmly, with exquisite eyes surging.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Tang San's reaction with great pleasure, and laughed and said: "Not bad, it's you Tang San as expected!"

"With such unyielding fighting spirit at such a young age, I am very optimistic that you can win the final championship."

"Since your fighting spirit has not been affected, I won't delay your preparations for battle here!"

“If you have any questions or doubts, you can come to me at any time!”

Words fall.

Ning Fengzhi took Sword Douluo and left again without staying here too much.

As soon as Ning Fengzhi walked away, Dai Mubai and others followed and approached Tang San.

At the same time, Tang San's expression began to turn gloomy after Ning Fengzhi left, and everything that had happened before reappeared in his mind.

Every time he thought of such things, Tang San felt a bad feeling in his heart. The feeling of being bullied to the point of being bullied but unable to resist, made him almost unable to control his mood several times.

"Xiaosan, do you already have an idea about the next war preparations?" At this time, Dai Mubai asked.

Tang San came back to his senses: "Boss Dai, some arrangements and plans have been made. This time the teacher was arrested, Dean Erlong was also seriously injured, and Dean Flender also had to spend most of his energy taking care of Erlong Academy. On long matters.”

"Just listen to me for the next preparations and plans. That Qian Renyu doesn't think our Shrek Academy can win the championship, so we have to win it and show it to him!"

Dai Mubai didn't care that Tang San wanted to directly take over the command of the Shrek team. Although he was the nominal team captain, Tang San was actually taking the lead all the way.

Dai Mubai didn't object, and Xiao Wu and Ma Hongjun didn't object either. They already regarded Tang San as the absolute backbone.

As for the substitutes Jiangzhu, Tailong, Jingling and Huang Yuan, they had no objections or the ability to object.

Tang San saw that Dai Mubai and the others didn't respond, and then he swallowed all the words he wanted to say.

After confirming the final command authority, Tang San strode to the edge of the balcony, grabbing the guardrail with both hands.

While looking in the direction of the Pope's Palace, he also let out a heavy breath.

Deep in my heart, many thoughts emerged one after another.

"Article 4 of Xuantian Baolu said that all disciples of the Tang Sect should not easily cause trouble, but if there is an active intruder, I promise to retaliate with thunder!"

"That guy Qian Renyu has already taken the initiative to invade. Now he is not happy to see our Shrek Academy win the final championship. Then we must win the championship in a thunderous way to make all his plans fail!"

"Let him, Qian Renyu, and the entire Wuhun Palace lose all face!"

(End of this chapter)