The Tyrant of Douluo Comes

Wuhun City—Pope Palace.

Hu Liena, who had been practicing for a month and had a tacit understanding of cooperation, suddenly came to the Pope's Palace at this moment.

"Nana, if you didn't take a good rest today, why did you suddenly come to Master?"

Bibi Dong, who was explaining something to Black Tiger Douluo next to her, looked at Hu Liena who entered the hall and asked in confusion.

"Teacher, are you planning to take action against the students coming and going to Wuhun Hall tomorrow?" Hu Liena said as she quickly walked into the hall.

"Who did you listen to?" Bibi Dong frowned. She was indeed discussing with Black Tiger Douluo to ambush the soul master troops on their way to the Wuhun Palace tomorrow, and then take action to kill those geniuses with good strength and talent. But they had just started discussing, how did Hu Liena know?

Hu Liena was shocked, this was really the case. "Teacher, no one has told me about this matter, but the disciple wants it, because this is the best time to take action against those genius soul masters, but Na'er still hopes that Teacher, you can give up this plan!"

Bibi Dong looked at her calmly, not knowing what to think about: "Nana, do you know what the championship reward is for this competition? Yi Lin'er's proud temper will definitely not take action personally, even though he is a very good teacher. I believe in your strength, but at the same time, as a teacher, you have to be prepared just in case!"

Hu Liena felt the pressure from Bibi Dong, but when she thought of Qian Renlin's words, she gritted her teeth and said, "Teacher, please have faith in me and the strength of the golden generation. My disciple will definitely get No. 1 in this competition without any reward." Fall into his hands!”

"Logically speaking, if I kill these soul masters, my pressure will be reduced a lot. But now you are trying your best to protect them. Why!" Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena with calm eyes and said.

"Because...because..." Hu Liena pinched the corners of her clothes nervously and hesitated to explain, but in front of Bibi Dong, she really couldn't say it.

Bibi Dong suddenly smiled, and the whole world suddenly seemed to dim, "Okay, it's the same as my teacher."

"Teacher, do you agree?" Hu Liena was startled, and then she was ecstatic with surprise. She rushed forward and hugged Bibi Dong's legs and said with a smile, "Teacher, you are so kind!"

Bibi Dong also smiled and stroked her hair, and said to Black Tiger Douluo below: "Okay, you go down!"

"Then, His Majesty the Pope, have we taken action against these genius soul masters?" Black Tiger Douluo asked hesitantly.

"Just pretend that I haven't said anything about this. You can go back and deal with other things!" Bibi Dong waved her hand and said without raising her head.

Black Tiger Douluo's eyelids twitched, he lowered his head and said, "Yes, Your Majesty the Pope!"

"Teacher, why did you suddenly agree not to take action against Tang San and the others?" Looking at Black Tiger Douluo who turned to leave, Hu Liena raised her head full of short blond hair and asked doubtfully.

Hearing the words Tang San, Bibi Dong became even more convinced of her thoughts, and smiled fondly: "I don't know you yet, Lin'er must have given you some promise, right?"

When the teacher discovered her inner thoughts, Hu Liena was immediately embarrassed and threw herself into Bibi Dong's arms without saying a word.

"Silly girl!"

Bibi Dong sighed, these two have grown up, let them handle matters between them!

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On the other side, on the top of a hall on Poseidon Island, there was a woman about 1.7 and a half meters tall, wearing a bright red robe, standing melodiously on the edge of the fence.

Her long sea-blue hair, close to her heels, was scattered behind her and fluttering in the wind. She looked to be in her thirties. In her right hand, she held a stick engraved with magic patterns, and the tip of the stick was like a spear. An ordinary three-meter-long golden scepter is inlaid with a diamond-shaped golden gem five inches below the tip of the spear.

Her appearance is extremely beautiful, she is definitely a rare beauty on the mainland, and her temperament is also extraordinary. If Pope Bibi Dong of Wuhun Palace is graceful, domineering, strong, and cold, then her temperament is gentle. Gentle, elegant and noble.

Of course, she is not just a beautiful vase, her strength is also unfathomable. She is known as the invincible in the sea, one of the only two remaining demigods on the mainland, a top powerhouse, and the high priest of Poseidon Island.

The reason why he is said to be one of the only two remaining demigods is because although Golden Crocodile Douluo is also a level 99 ultimate Douluo, he does not have a divine inheritance, and the soul power in his body has not been sublimated by divine power, and has only reached its peak. It's just soul power, it doesn't have the strength of a demigod.

At this time, Bo Saixi held her left hand on her abdomen, and her right hand held the scepter tightly. She looked into the distance with deep eyes. She didn't know what she was thinking. She had been feeling uneasy these days, as if something big was about to happen. .

"Is this day finally coming for the continent that has been silent for decades?" Bo Saixi muttered worriedly, and looked up at the sky. She seemed to be able to see a scene of an approaching storm.

"I don't know how Tang Chen is doing..."

Bo Saixi thought of what Tang Chen said to her before leaving, "Xixi, I don't have much left. What I'm most worried about now is you and the Haotian Sect. I have to do something about the ambition of the Wuhun Palace. If I I really will never come back this time, so please help me take care of the disciples of Haotian Sect, please!"

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"High Priest, I have some bad news. I wonder if you want to know it."

At this moment, an old man in black clothes and white hair suddenly came here in an instant and said hesitantly to Bo Saixi.

Bo Saixi took a deep breath, blinked and came back to reality and said, "Say it!"

"Tang...Tang Chen, he died seven days ago!" The white-haired old man stared into Bo Saixi's eyes and said slowly.

Yao had already foreseen that this would be the case, but Bo Saixi still felt a pain in her heart. Her eyelids trembled slightly as she asked, "How did he die?"

"I sent some fishermen on the beach to follow Tang Chen to the outside of Wuhun City. After a battle with a strong man whose Wuhun was an angel, he never came out again. I think he is in danger. "Seahorse Douluo sighed and said, the sea soul masters on Poseidon Island cannot leave the sea area, but the fishermen outside the sea area are not subject to these restrictions.

"Angel Martial Spirit...did Qian Daoliu take action himself?" Bo Saixi glanced at the sky with melancholy eyes, then closed his eyes and said, "Sorry for bothering you, Seahorse Douluo, please go down first!"

"Hey!" Seahorse Douluo shook his head and left with a sigh. How could he not know the relationship between the high priest and Tang Chen.

After Seahorse Douluo left, a line of crystal-clear tears slid down from the corner of Bo Saixi's eyes, dripping onto the ground and scattering like lotus flowers.