Douluo: My Martial Spirit is a Heavenly Beast

Chapter 170 Force the King to Appear (Add more)
ps: Thank you, Black and White Wufeng, for your great reward, adding more updates for the boss, this chapter is 3000 words.

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Pope on stage.

Bibi Dong and the others had already stood up, all eyes were on the competition stage.

"What a strong fluctuation of soul power." Dai Tianfeng said in disbelief.

In comparison, his Star Luo Royal team was tortured to pieces, it was really miserable.

"Uncle Jian?" Ning Fengzhi asked Chen Xin with his eyes, because his own soul power was limited and he couldn't tell who would win and who would lose.

Chen Xin took a deep breath, then looked at Bibi Dong and said, "The Pope's disciple really lives up to his reputation."

Following Chen Xin's words, Ning Fengzhi's inquiry was also answered.

Bibi Dong smiled and said modestly, "It's just a fluke."

......

The dust settled and the flying sand dissipated.

Tang San and the others were hit in pieces, falling to the ground one after another.

Dongfang Yu fell slowly from the air, and his feet touched the ground without stirring up a trace of dust.

Immediately, Xu Bu walked in front of the Shrek people.

Then his bright eyes turned a little bit, and he walked straight to one of the women.

"Are you okay?" Dongfang Yu looked at her and asked with a smile.

Ning Rongrong was stunned for a second, but his face immediately turned down again, "There is no need for you to cry like a cat and pretend to be merciful."

"You can't say that. Although you are standing at the end of the line, if I hadn't pulled back just now, do you think you would still be awake? Look at the others."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong looked at several teammates lying on the ground, except for Tang San, all of them passed out without exception.

Only she was the least injured, which also proved what Dongfang Yu said was true, he did stop at the end.

"Hmph, why?" Ning Rongrong stopped looking at him, but turned his face away.

"I've said it before, for Sect Master Ning's sake, I'll let you go, but after today, you can no longer stay in Shrek." Dongfang Yu helped her up and replied.

In the eyes of outsiders, his behavior was abnormal.

How can anyone hurt someone first and then save them? The audience was puzzled and even booed.

But Ning Fengzhi on the pope's platform felt a stone in his heart, and then nodded slightly to Bibi Dong, expressing that he accepted the kindness.

Bibidong was very satisfied, she thought that Dongfang Yu was right, because in the future, with the help of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it would be even more powerful, so there should be some kindness.

In the stands, Tang San weakly wanted to stand up, but his body could no longer support him to complete this move.

Not caring about Ning Rongrong's strange eyes, Dongfang Yu quickly walked in front of Tang San, knelt down and looked at him with a half-smile.

"Tang San, you lost."

"Ahem...I...give Xiaowu...back to me." Tang San pleaded very weakly with a pale face.

"I also want to help you, but you lost." Dongfang Yu smiled, his tone sounded like an old friend reminiscing about the old days.

"I...beg...you..." Tang San tried his best not to faint, he didn't think about anything, he just wanted to find Xiao Wu now.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Dongfang Yu said suddenly, then his expression became cautious, and he slowly approached Tang San's ear:

"Your Xiao Wu...she died. I killed her with my own hands. I forgot to tell you. You won't blame me, will you? Jie Jie..."

"Cough cough...cough cough!" Tang San suddenly coughed violently, his pupils widened.

"You... what did you say?!" Then he suddenly grabbed Dongfang Yu's collar with strength from nowhere, and asked in a trembling voice.

Dongfang Yu let him hold her to question, just looked at Tang San with a smile.

The human mind is really fragile.

"Look, what is this?" Dongfang Yu took out something from the soul tool, and waved it in front of Tang San's eyes.

With just such a slight sway, Tang San seemed to have been immobilized, without any movement.

Dongfang Yu patted the hands on the collar away, and asked with a smile, "You don't blame me, do you?"

"This is...Xiao Wu's comb...comb..." Tang San looked dazed, and began to murmur.

Xiao Wu's comb never left her body, and even he was rarely able to use it, and now the comb appeared in Dongfang Yu's hand.

At this moment, Tang San suddenly figured out something, maybe... his Xiao Wu really couldn't come back!
He used to never rest day and night, fortunately he worked hard to cultivate, just to take part in the soul master elite competition to get Xiao Wu back, but now Xiao Wu is actually dead?

He couldn't accept this result! !

If Xiao Wu died, then why did he practice so hard? !

"No!!" Tang San suddenly raised his head and shouted, his voice revealing desolation.

This emotion overwhelmed many viewers, and they all speculated about what happened.

They only saw what the pope's disciple said to him, and then Tang San who should have passed out suddenly lost control of his emotions.

Everyone in Bibi Dong on the stage was also guessing, they didn't understand what Dongfang Yu had said to him, but it was definitely not a good thing.

At some point, Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai woke up one after another.

Looking at the three of them, Dongfang Yu said indifferently: "I just returned to the Spirit Hall yesterday."

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were puzzled, unable to understand why he would say an insignificant sentence.

But they understood the next sentence, Dongfang Yu smiled, "Because I went to destroy the Holy Soul Village, so I came back late."

"What! You slaughtered the village!" Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai said in horror, because they were very weak, their voices did not stir up waves.

Looking at Tang San again, his face was ashen, he fell heavily on the ground and he was unwilling to get up again.

He just stared at that piece of sky obsessively, murmuring something from time to time.

After throwing the comb to Tang San, Dongfang Yu turned around and left, and soon returned to the Wuhun team.

"referee?"

The referee finally came back to his senses, and hurriedly said excitedly: "I declare! The Wuhun team wins!"

"Whoa! Wuhundian will win!!"

"Wuhun team, I love you! Ah!!"

Immediately, the surrounding audience gave out appalling cheers, both male and female, the voices were deafening.

Pope on stage.

Bibi Dong smiled, this was indeed his most outstanding disciple, and he defeated the Shrek team that was rampaging all the way with his own strength.

"Silence! Silence!"

"Next, His Majesty the Pope will speak."

Amidst the cheering applause of the crowd, the microphone was passed to Bibi Dong.

Bibidong looked at the Wuhun team in the audience and smiled, "I see the hope of the future of Wuhun Palace in them. They are all good. As a teacher, I should be proud of them..."

"But! Before the awards are presented, I still have something to say."

"Everyone knows that the previous Pope of our Spirit Hall died young, so everyone must know the cause of the previous Pope's death, right?" Bibi Dong's voice increased a lot, and many people in the audience subconsciously held their breath. took a breath.

Seeing that no one was talking, Bibi Dong glanced behind her, and soon, Ghost and Yueguan stepped forward and stood by her side.

"That's right, he died at the hands of Haotianzong Tang Hao!" Bibi Dong said.

"You said, should debts be paid back, and murder should be paid with life?"

"Yes! Murder pays for life!!"

"You should pay for your life!! Kill for your life!!"

The audience in the audience replied loudly, stirring up a wave again.

Very good, Bibi Dong is very satisfied with the effect.

Then, Bibi Dong waved her hand, signaling for everyone to be quiet.

"Then you say, if Tang Hao ran away but his son was there, should we arrest his son?"

"should!"

Immediately, some people in the audience echoed and started booing, and soon there were ten people from one person.

Until the audience booed, anyway, they were not caught, they like to add insult to injury the most.

"Pay the debt of the father! Pay the debt of the father!"

"Support Wuhundian to arrest people!"

The voices of the audience overwhelmed those of Yu Xiaogang and the others. Originally, they were already preparing to leave, and they didn't even want to take the reward.

But now it seems that they can't go anymore, Bibi Dong is determined to target them.

"Tang San is Tang Hao's son." This sentence was said by Dongfang Yu using his soul power, so the audience could hear it.

Soon, change the subject!
"Capture Tang San! Capture Tang San!"

"Arrest Tang Hao's son!"

"Tang San deserves it! Support Spirit Hall to arrest him!"

The scene got out of control for a while, as if everyone had revenge on Tang San for killing his father.

Just now there were people who supported Tang San in defeating the Wuhun team, but now Tang San has become a street mouse and everyone shouts to beat him.

They are so realistic, before the fire reaches their house, they are afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"No! I..." Tang San stood up and tried to explain, but was soon covered by the overwhelming voice.

It's like a stone falling into the sea without seeing any waves.

Bibi Dong's smile turned cold on the stage, and immediately pointed to Tang San on the stage, "Grab it!"

"Your subordinates obey!" Ghost and Yueguan responded.

After that, he flew directly in the sky and landed on the competition stage.

Dongfang Yu cast a look at Yue Guan, Yue Guan understood it, and then tugged on the ghost's sleeve.

"What?"

"Don't rush to catch him, scare him first." Yue Guan whispered.

"Why?" asked the ghost.

"Just listen to me, scare him first." Yueguan pinched him and reprimanded him.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Ghost said helplessly, with a little doting in his eyes.

Tang San was forced by the two to keep retreating, asking why in his mind?
He has already decided to quit the arena, why not let him go? !
He was afraid when he saw Dongfang Yu now, this man was a devil, not only slaughtered the village, but also killed Xiao Wu, even his father's disappearance was subconsciously placed on Dongfang Yu's head.

Thinking back to the time when he was suppressed by Dongfang Yu in the past, and when he was plotting against Liu..., he was really tired, and he didn't want to be an enemy of this demon anymore, because this demon might have his handle.

He wanted to retire, he didn't want to be ruined and ridiculed by the world, how much he wanted to go back to the former Holy Soul Village, although he was doing nothing, he could still live his life like this, right?

"The Ninth Soul Technique - Chrysanthemum Remnant~ Mandisha~ Blossoms Falling Heartbroken!"

"The Ninth Soul Ability—Infinite Ghost Shadow Devour!"

Ghost and Yueguan's attack is a big killer move!
"No...don't!" Tang San stepped back, accidentally fell to the ground!
"Boom!"

A thunderstorm suddenly sounded in the sky!
Many people subconsciously stood up and looked at a certain place in the sky at the same time.

A natural vision, this is a sign of something big happening!
"Hmph! A chrysanthemum! A brat! How dare you hurt my son?"

From nowhere, another thick male voice sounded, the pressure was no less than that of the drought thunder just now!

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(End of this chapter)