Douluo: My Wuhun is the Devil Fruit Tree

Chapter 235 Dai Yuntian, Holy Son?

"stop!"

"You lackeys of the Spirit Hall, what are you going to do? Why are you arresting my husband!"

Liu Erlong had something to go out just now, and when he came back, he saw two archbishops in red reaching out to grab Dai Yuntian.

Hearing Liu Erlong's shout, Salas was startled.

"Why did this bitch come back so soon? Don't these guys who are not doing their jobs know how to delay?"

Salas couldn't help but secretly cursed in his heart.

Salas knew that Liu Erlong, the headmaster of the Lanba Academy, was not only powerful in soul power but also very protective of his weaknesses. If he wanted to take Dai Yuntian away from Liu Erlong with the power around him now, it would be really difficult, so in Before that, he tried to find someone to send Liu Erlong away.

But people are not as good as heaven, when he was about to take Dai Yuntian away, Liu Erlong killed him back.

"If you dare to take my husband away today, I will try my best to keep you all behind!"

Liu Erlong, who summoned his martial soul without saying a word, stared fiercely at the red-clothed archbishop in front of him, as if you dare to strike and I will kill you.

Feeling the terrifying coercion from Liu Erlong's body, looking at the dazzling red soul ring, not only Salas and his subordinates were shocked, but even the teachers and team members of all participating schools in the spectator stands They were all stunned.

They didn't expect Liu Erlong to be so domineering, in order to protect his academy's team members, he dared to openly contradict the behemoth Wuhundian.

"Liu Erlong, what do you want to do? I'm doing this on business, so don't you also openly disobey the regulations of the Soul Master Competition?"

Salas said sternly.

"I, Liu Erlong, am not a reasonable person either. If you say that Dai Yuntian intentionally hurt his opponent, then you have to show evidence."

"But if you want to overwhelm someone with power, then you are looking for the wrong person."

Liu Erlong looked at Salas without the slightest concession.

Now Salas is more embarrassed than before.

If he took Dai Yuntian away by force, he would have to suffer Liu Erlong's wrath, and the soldiers and crab generals around him couldn't resist Liu Erlong's attack at all.

If he left in such a disheveled manner, he would lose all the majesty of the Wuhun Palace. If this matter spread to the ears of Wuhun City Pope Bibi Dong, then he, the master of the Wuhun Palace in Tiandou City You can also roll up your bedding and get out.

Salas looked very calm on the surface, but in fact, he was a little panicked in his heart.

"How to do how to do....."

Now he is unable to get off the tiger, and the intestines in his stomach are green with regret.

Looking at the confronting people, Dai Yuntian, the protagonist, stood up slowly.

"Sister Liu, don't worry, take away the martial soul, don't scare the other participating students, don't worry, even if you give him another chance, they won't dare to catch me."

Hearing Dai Yuntian's presumptuous words, Liu Erlong also felt relieved. In her heart, this little enemy of hers was omnipotent. Since Dai Yuntian said that Salas dared not arrest him, it must be wrong. dare.

"Who do you think you are? I, Salas, represent the Spirit Hall, and I represent the majesty of Pope Bibi Dong. Not to mention your small soul sect, even the master of a sect can catch it!"

Salas directly retorted when he heard Dai Yuntian's words.

Although Salas looked like he was not afraid of heaven and earth, he didn't let his subordinates catch Dai Yuntian again.

"Don't be stubborn, old man, I'll show you something!"

Speaking of which, Dai Yuntian took out a golden token from the ring, and threw it to Salas without even looking at it.

Salas laughed out loud after taking the token thrown by Dai Yuntian, "Haha, you kid is really funny, I'm not afraid of Emperor Xue Ye, yet you still use Crown Prince Xue Qinghe to suppress me!"

Hearing Salas' sneer, Dai Yuntian took a closer look, it turned out that he had misidentified the token just now, and directly threw the token that Xue Qinghe gave him to Salas.

"I made a mistake, try again."

"This time it will scare the shit out of you!"

"Okay, let's see how you scare the shit out of me."

While talking, Salas casually caught a token thrown by Dai Yuntian again.

Maybe Dai Yuntian didn't take this token seriously, so it was already covered with thick dust.

When Salas took the token, he coughed even more from the thick dust.

"Boy, do you think this broken brand can hold me down?"

"You can't hold it down, you'll know after reading it."

Seeing the weird smile on Dai Yuntian's face, Salas couldn't help looking at the dusty sign in his hand.

Salas, who didn't care at first, felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the fuzzy lettering covered by dust on the humble sign.

"This, this is..."

In order not to be mistaken, Salas, who has always attached great importance to etiquette, no longer cared about his personal image, and directly wiped the dust on the token with his sleeve.

As Salas wiped it, the writing on the sign was completely presented in front of him.

"This turned out to be a Pope's decree, no, it's exactly the Pope's personal token."

Although this is just the Pope's personal token, it is more useful than the Pope's Decree, because this token can not only mobilize the power of the Wuhun Temple, but also the Pope's own personal power.

Salas vaguely heard Pope Bibi Dong say that he wanted to choose a holy son for the Spirit Hall.

"Is this guy the Holy Son candidate chosen by the Pope?"

Thinking about Dai Yuntian's terrifying soul power, Salas felt that this matter might be true, otherwise how could the Pope give his private token to others so easily.

Thinking of this, Salas only felt cold sweat, secretly glad that he didn't hit hard just now.

If he ruined the Pope's plan, he would not be as simple as packing up and leaving, and even his own wealth and life would have to be sacrificed.

"I didn't expect you to be that lord's disciple, it really flooded the Dragon King Temple."

Saying that, Salas respectfully handed the wiped token into Dai Yuntian's hand.

Ning Fengzhi and the others beside him were also very surprised to see Salas's astonishing transformation.

Although Ning Fengzhi saw clearly the token that Dai Yuntian threw to Salas, but he didn't see the slightly imprinted word "Dong" on the token.

"Do you still need to take me to investigate now?"

Dai Yuntian played with the token in his hand, with an unpredictable smile on his face.

"I was reckless. Since we are a family, what you said will naturally be true. This investigation will be avoided."

"Canghui's students were obviously controlled by the backlash of soul skills, and their teacher even sued the wicked first. This kind of atmosphere cannot grow. I will punish them now."

Speaking of which, Salas ignored the strange eyes around him, and led the two cardinals out in a hurry.

Looking at the people in Wuhun Hall who hurriedly left, Ning Fengzhi's eyes towards Dai Yuntian became a little unfathomable.

(End of this chapter)