The Mysterious Businessman of Super Seminary

Chapter 49 Invitation

The speed was so fast that Gangqiang had no time to react. The giant dragon roared and hit Gangqiang's body. Gangqiang's chest seemed to be hit by a train, and he flew upside down. .

His whole body was dark, and a wisp of green smoke slowly rose above his head. The next second, he opened his mouth forcefully, revealing his white teeth, and fell straight to the ground.

"bang"

He fell to the ground, but Ling'er's [-] volt brontosaurus did not disappear, and turned to look for the next target.

Bang bang bang!
After several beeps, the remaining six people from Oakland College fell to the ground with smoke rising from their heads.

At this time, the [-] spectators in the entire Grand Fighting Arena were silent.

So fast?
There was a flash of shock in everyone's hearts. Although the difference between the soul power and the soul ring was great, there was only one person on the other side, and the whole battle lasted only a few seconds.

No, this is not a battle, or it should be a unilateral massacre. The teacher of Oakland College only reacted at this time. Looking at the few people lying on the ground whose birthdays were unknown, the teacher who led the team looked at Ling'er with resentful eyes, angrily Said to the referee.

"Referee, I want to complain. The opponent is not playing at all, but killing people. They violated the rules of the game. I request that they be sentenced to lose."

Hearing the words of the teacher leading the team at Oakland College, Ling'er put away her martial spirit and shook her head.

"Kill? I didn't, they didn't die, they just fainted."

The referee glanced at the two of them before speaking.

"I'll take a look. If someone is really dead, then I will judge."

After speaking, he walked towards the seven black charcoals on the ground who were foaming at the mouth.

"It's okay, the body is not injured, it's just that the shape is a little strange."

Standing up, the referee shook his hands in disgust, who knows who the hell just now foamed on his hands.

After walking to the center, the referee announced loudly.

"In the third match of the first round of the qualifiers, Soto City Advanced Soul Master Academy won."

"Little aunt is cool!"

"This is a genius, my son is nothing compared to her!"

"Do you think they will win the championship?"

"Impossible, you see, except for that little girl, two of them are only over 20 levels, and the rest haven't even released their soul rings."

"That's right."

There was an instant burst of discussion in the auditorium, and there were voices of doubt, praise, and even horror. After all, the spirit ring on this little girl is too frightening.

Emperor Xue Ye stood up directly, and Ning Zhiyuan behind him walked out of the VIP seat with a smile on his face, while the platinum bishop Salas looked at Ling'er in the distance and also stood up , and left to one side.

On the high platform, Grandmaster also turned his head to look at the Shrek Eight Monsters behind him.

"Now you know why I kept you here."

Everyone bowed their heads, and the master continued to teach.

"Don't take it lightly, don't think that the second team that defeated the Tiandou Royal Academy is proud, let's go."

After speaking, he took the lead to leave, but Wen Twelve and others who were about to leave on the other side were blocked.

The person who came was the Platinum Bishop Salas of the Spirit Hall, his eyes were directly fixed on Ling'er in the crowd, and he rarely showed a smile.

"Little Guliang, I think you should know who I am. Your talent should not be buried in this academy. I invite you to join the Wuhun Temple. As long as you nod, I can promise to find you a titled Douluo apprentice, and If you are lucky enough to be favored by the Pope, you may become a disciple of the Pope and become a saint!"

"what!"

The players from other colleges who came out together exploded in an instant.

"Platinum Bishop actually invited him personally! I must have heard wrong."

"The point is that you may become the pope's disciple! That's Wuhundian."

"That's right, at the worst, I'm lucky enough to be a teacher of Title Douluo. This little girl is really lucky."

"If you can become level 10 at the age of 40 and have such a perverted soul ring ratio, you will also have such good luck."

Hearing everyone's words, Bishop Platinum showed satisfaction in his eyes, and then turned to Ling'er.

"How about it?"

"I…"

Ling'er didn't know what to say, and looked at Wen Twelve with tears in her eyes.

She didn't want to go, she was reluctant to part with her brothers and Wen Twelve, she knew who gave her this ability, and she also knew that Wen Twelve had been protecting them in the extreme north.

If it weren't for him, how could these little fellows have survived for so long? They felt a very powerful aura several times, but left afterward. The strength is too great, although Teacher Wen is a titled Douluo, but the other party is the platinum bishop of Wuhun Temple, if she is in a hurry, Wen Twelve may be in danger, she is afraid of bringing danger to Wen Twelve.

While looking at Linger's eyes, Wen Twelve also understood what she meant, patted Linger's head, glanced at Bishop Platinum lightly, and said in a very flat tone.

"Just say what you want, the sky will fall, and the teacher will support you."

The calm tone was full of confidence. After hearing Wen Twelve's words, Ling'er nodded happily.

"Uh-huh."

Turning his head to look at the platinum bishop in front of him, he took a deep breath.

"Grandpa, I don't want to enter the Wuhun Palace, thank you for your kindness."

Hearing Ling'er's words, there was an uproar around her.

"What refused."

"I'm afraid this girl is Shi Lezhi!"

"It's over, it's over, it's because of the face of Bishop Platinum, I'm afraid this academy won't be able to continue."

The Platinum Bishop obviously didn't find that he would be rejected, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Have you considered?"

Ling'er nodded.

"Yes."

"good very good!"

The platinum bishop flashed a cold light seriously.

"Since you can't get it, you can't take it easy, the Heaven Dou Empire, and you."

Bishop Platinum looked at Wen Twelve again, his tone full of threats.

"This teacher seems to be very confident in his own strength."

"Ah."

Wen Twelve chuckled and revealed a smile.

"The last one who talked to me like this, the grass on the grave is already taller than you, so give me a slap in the face, and I won't let you get out of here, do you believe it?"

"……hiss."

In an instant, the whole scene became quiet, and everyone gasped. This is the big news. What did they hear? Someone blatantly threatened the Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Temple. There was only one thing in everyone's mind, is it not good to live?
"What did you say?"

Bishop Platinum looked at Wen Twelve in front of him in shock. Since he joined Wuhun Palace and became Platinum Bishop, no one has been respectful to him. Give yourself enough face.

　Two more sent!

　　Ask for tickets and collect them.

　　Go!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)