Douluo Zhiwu's Wuhun can control time

After making a three-chapter agreement with Xinghe, Bibi Dong brought Xinghe to the spirit fighting arena of Wuhun Palace.

"This fighting spirit arena is the largest spirit fighting arena in our Spirit Hall. It contains various simulated combat environments such as deserts, plains, rivers, and deep forests. Only spirit masters who have truly joined the Spirit Hall and whose strength has reached Soul Master Only those with levels above can use it. Fighting with others in this spirit fighting arena can help us adapt to various harsh environments as quickly as possible, and it can also help us learn how to use the advantages of the venue to achieve victory in a combat environment that suits us. victory."

Bibi Dong led Xinghe into the Soul Fighting Arena. When the guards guarding the Soul Fighting Arena saw her, they all held their heads high and saluted respectfully when she and Xinghe passed by.

Bibi Dong nodded to the surrounding guards, and then said to Xinghe: "From today on, this fighting spirit field will be one of the main venues for your future training. You must spare half an hour every day to come here. Fight with different soul masters in various complex environments until I meet my requirements. I have just told you that those who can fight and practice in this soul fighting arena are the souls of my Wuhun Palace. Masters, and their strength is at least level [-] or above Soul Master, how about it, are you confident?"

"Of course I have confidence." Xinghe nodded heavily.

"That's good." Bibi Dong nodded lightly, then turned to look at Bishop Zhang San who was waiting quietly aside.

As the platinum bishop of the Pope's Palace, Zhang San's strength has reached the Contra level, and he is the top manager of this spirit arena.When Bibi Dong and Xinghe first arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena, Zhang San got the news from his subordinates, and he rushed over non-stop.When he arrived here, Bibi Dong was talking to Xinghe about the situation in the Soul Fighting Arena, so he didn't disturb him.

"My subordinate, Zhang San, has met His Majesty the Pope." Zhang San knelt down on one knee and saluted.

Bibi Dong nodded and said, "Get up."

After Zhang San stood up, Bibi Dong introduced: "This is the disciple Xinghe I just accepted. Find someone to arrange a battle for him."

"Yes"

Zhang San looked deeply at Xinghe for a few times, put his right hand into a fist and put it to his chest, and nodded in agreement.

He immediately ordered his subordinates to do it. Not long after, two guards led a seven or eight-year-old boy to the spirit fighting arena.

The little boy was a little taller than Xinghe. He was looking around curiously. After seeing Bibi Dong, he covered his mouth with one hand, as if he had seen the legendary fairy. His little eyes were twinkling. joy.

"This is the Pope." An extremely weak voice came out from between his fingers. The guard beside him touched him quietly and said anxiously: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you hurry up and see the Pope?"

Then the three of them knelt down and said respectfully: "See His Majesty the Pope."

"Yeah" Bibi Dong nodded.

The three of them stood up, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes wrinkled slightly, and said indifferently: "Let him go down, you find a soul master of the soul master level to compete with my disciple, do not assist the soul master. "

"This"

There was a trace of doubt in Zhang San's eyes, and he asked cautiously: "Your Majesty the Pope, your disciple's soul power seems to be only at the eleventh level. Isn't it inappropriate to arrange for the Battle Soul Master to compete with him now?"

A hint of impatience appeared on Bibi Dong's face, and she said in a cold voice: "Just do it if you are asked to do it. My disciple is not a mediocre person, he is just a challenge to a higher level, what does it matter?"

"Level-level challenges are nothing, but your disciple has surpassed too many levels, isn't it? A battle spanning nineteen levels, is this just it?" Zhang San said quietly in his heart, but he didn't dare to violate it on his face, and responded respectfully. Down.

"My subordinates are following orders."

After Zhang San retreated, Bibi Dong said to Xinghe: "Did you see the suspicious look in his eyes?"

"I saw it." Xinghe replied.

"Then do you know what to do?"

"Yeah" Xinghe nodded heavily, clenched his fists and said:

"I will win the competition beautifully later, making that uncle's eyes widen and making the teacher look embarrassed."

"So smart." Bibi Dong chuckled and rubbed Xinghe's head.

After a while, Zhang San came to Bibi Dong and Xinghe with a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.

The two of them saluted together, and Zhang San said: "Your Majesty the Pope, this is my incompetent grandson Zhang Chuwu, who has just turned 14 years old. He has a martial soul coiling dragon stick and is a level 32 attack-type battle soul master."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly: "14 years old, level 32, not bad."

Zhang Chuwu bowed again and said respectfully: "Thank you, His Majesty the Pope, for your compliment."

"Now that we have arrived, let's start the competition. It's up to you to choose the battle venue." Bibi Dong looked at Zhang Chuwu and said.

"Should I choose the battle venue?"

Zhang Chuwu was startled when he heard this, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the little Xinghe.

"The soul master versus the soul master, this was originally a battle with a huge difference in strength, but the Pope asked me, the soul master, to choose the battle location. If I choose a battle environment where my martial soul can perform exceptionally, we will undoubtedly be defeated. The strength gap between them has further widened. If the person who is about to fight me is just an ordinary soul master, then this competition will be a farce without any interest. But His Majesty the Pope may not come here once a year. , is she really here just to watch a farce?"

Zhang Chuwu was thinking intently, and when Bibi Dong saw that his expression was serious, as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he felt a bit of admiration in his heart: "You don't relax your vigilance when facing an opponent who looks much weaker than you. Your grandson, on the contrary, What a talent. Have you figured out where to compete?"

"Um"

Zhang Chuwu seemed to have made up his mind, and nodded solemnly: "I choose the No. 13 soul fighting venue."

"NO.13 is not bad." Bibi Dong had a faint smile on his face, reached out and patted Xinghe's head gently, and said:

"Let's go to No. 13 Soul Fighting Arena."

On the way to the competition venue, Xinghe asked Bibi Dong: "Teacher, what is the environment like in the No. 13 Soul Fighting Arena?"

"It's an environment that's conducive to both of you. You'll know when you go there." Bibi Dong said with a chuckle.

Zhang Chuwu, who was following Bibi Dong and Xinghe, heard this and frowned unconsciously: "Is it beneficial to both of us?"

News spread quickly that the Pope's disciples were going to compete with Zhang Chuwu in the No. 13 Soul Fighting Arena. When Bibi Dong and Xinghe arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena, the venue was already bustling with people.Yueguan and ghost figures are also among them.

With the two titled Douluo here, others would naturally not dare to approach them.Yue Guan and Gui Mei stood at the entrance of No. 13 Soul Fighting Arena, leaving a large open space at the entrance.

"Why are you two here too?"

The two of them bowed briefly, and Yue Guan said: "This is your disciple's first battle. Naturally, Gui Mei and I want to come and have a look."

Several people entered the No. 13 Soul Fighting Arena together. Bishop Zhang San came to Yue Guan and asked softly: "Elder Ju, in your opinion, who will win this competition?"

Yue Guan smiled mysteriously when he heard this, and said to Zhang San: "Just wait and see, that kid's strength is not as simple as it seems on the surface. This will be a very interesting competition."