Douluo Zhibo Madara

"If this is the case, I hope you can always stick to your true intentions!" Bibi Dong said to Ban in a serious tone.

Ban nodded slightly, then raised his head and looked at Bibi Dong with burning eyes and asked: "That's natural! But I still have a question for His Majesty the Pope?"

"what's up?"

"Is there anyone on this continent who is stronger than the Pope?" Madara looked at Bibi Dong without fear and spoke word by word.

Bibi Dong thought for a while, nodded in an extremely determined tone and replied simply: "Yes!"

Really?Very good!I'm really looking forward to fighting against such a strong player!

Bibi Dong's words completely ignited the fire in Ban's heart, reviving him who was originally bored.

Afterwards, several titled Douluo exchanged greetings with Bibi Dong, while Madara took the opportunity to retreat and stroll on the way back to the academy's residence.What I didn't expect was that I actually met an acquaintance on the road.

"You should still remember me, right? Madara!" A somewhat deep voice called Madara from behind.

Madara turned around and looked at the figure leaning on the stone wall at the corner of the street. He found it inexplicably familiar. He felt like he had seen it somewhere before.

However, seeing the thunder and lightning pattern decoration on his blue and black outfit and the lightning-shaped tattoo on his forehead, Madara showed a look of sudden realization: "What kind of Jade Sky...heart are you!"

The young man who originally maintained a arrogant aura, heard the last word heart in Madara's mouth, his proud expression collapsed, and shouted loudly: "What is Yu Tianxin? I am his brother Yu Tianheng! The one from the Imperial Fighting Team! I am here today I am avenging my original revenge, do you understand?"

Madara just looked at him indifferently, as if looking at an ignorant child, and nodded calmly: "Oh! It's pretty good. Come on, maybe you can become the Five Ring Soul King this year! "

There's no way, usually Madara doesn't remember who his opponent is? More than 90% of the opponents in the battle had been killed by him on the spot, so it was useless to write them down.

That perfunctory and tolerant look was completely different from Madara's usual appearance. After all, who would fight with a child who showed his teeth and claws?This kind of battle without suspense is really boring. Compared with it, isn't Yu Tianheng just a child who doesn't know what to do?

Yu Tianheng came to compete as the Tiandou Royal Team, the seed team of the Tiandou Empire. He was not in the same group as those from the academy. Naturally, he didn't know how good Madara's performance was along the way.

"I am now a level 48 attack-type fighting spirit sect!" Yu Tianheng was radiating thunder and lightning, and the sky-shattering aura of the blue electric Tyrannosaurus was involuntarily spread out. He stared at his opponent with burning eyes, full of fighting spirit. Said: "Come on!"

Who would have thought that Madara would just walk past her casually without any desire to fight.

Seeing Madara completely ignoring him, Yu Tianheng felt a surge of anger rushing towards Tianling. He was so impulsive that he immediately punched Madara in the back.

Madara's figure swayed slightly, causing Yu Tianheng's inevitable attack to miss. He then casually stretched out three fingers to pinch his arm and slowly pulled it outwards. The expression on his face became as if frozen. Ice cold.

"What?" Yu Tianheng was extremely horrified, and even used the dragon transformation that he was good at, but the dragon-like arm was still so weak and weak without any change in front of Madara's three ordinary fingers.

Madara's voice was hoarse like the roar of evil spirits from the Nine Nether Hells, and a pair of blood-red eyes released an extremely horrifying murderous intent, which was firmly engraved in Yu Tianheng's mind: "Children should play house with their peers. Jia, why do you have to run in front of me and make trouble?"

Yu Tianheng felt that his body was trembling in front of this murderous intention. Through his blood-red eyes, he seemed to see a scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, as if there was a god of death holding a sickle smiling at him. Come by yourself.

This feeling was like meeting the overlord at the top of the food chain, which made him involuntarily feel insignificant. Thick fear kept growing in his heart, almost suffocating him.

"He's right, this Yu should go home as soon as possible!" A voice rang in the ears of Yu Tianheng, who could not move, and then he felt as if a hand behind his back pulled him out of the abyss of fear.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Like a person who almost drowned, Yu Tianheng panted violently and greedily breathed in the air. Unknowingly, cold sweat had soaked his back.

Yu Tianheng slowly looked back and saw that the person holding him was a masked man covering half of his face. His masked eyes were as happy as crescent moons, but he was shedding tears in the shape of raindrops. It was extremely weird.

The masked man seemed to be unable to even say a word to Yu Tianheng. He kept staring at Madara in front of him. There was a man and a woman walking with the masked man. The man was handsome and the girl was gentle and charming. They were on both sides of the masked man. The enchanting girl casually said something to Yu Tianheng, then looked at Ban, who was younger than them, as if facing a formidable enemy: "Go back! He is not so easy to deal with!"

"I know!" Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth and endured the humiliation, got up and stepped aside to watch.

Madara narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the trio and said with interest: "Interesting! Who are you?"

"Your Excellency, you are such a noble man and forget things! Can you remember me?" The masked man slowly took off his mask, revealing his face with crisscrossed scars and a creepy smile, all the while staring at Madara in front of him.

These three people were the golden generation of Wuhun Temple who had met Madara in the far north, and the masked man was Yan who had been scratched and humiliated by Madara.It's just that Yan's aura has undergone a completely different change than before. The original arrogance and arrogance disappeared without a trace, replaced by the hysterical feeling of hatred lingering around him.

Madara was slightly surprised by his hatred for her, but he still sneered indifferently: "Yan? It seems that you are promising! You actually upgraded six levels in a row to reach the sixth-ring soul emperor in one year!"

Being able to take someone out of Madara's hands, even if he has just become the Soul Emperor, is enough to show that this person is extraordinary even among the Soul Emperors.

Yan put on the mask again, but there was a bright and strange smile on his face under the mask, and he even thanked Ban in a decent manner: "Your Excellency, I have to thank you very much for this! Do you know what I have been through this year? Such a day?"

One year, 365 days!The promotion from Soul King to Soul Emperor shows what kind of inhuman training Yan has experienced, and what has always sustained him is his hatred for Madara!

It was this attitude of mercilessly trampling on his self-esteem that turned him into a joke that deeply pierced Yan's heart, allowing him to step by step from the foil of the brother and sister to the well-deserved core of the golden generation.

The ferocious and twisted aura was emitted inadvertently, causing both Xie Yue and Hu Liena, who were companions, to frown slightly.

Xie Yue beside her frowned slightly and couldn't help but shouted in a low voice: "Yan! Meditation!"

"Shut up! I feel better than ever!" Yan turned his head with a terrifying expression like a man-eating evil spirit, which made Yu Tianheng next to him take a step back.

Madara's eyes did not hide the dangerous light, and he chuckled mockingly: "Haha, you have evolved from an ant to a mad dog! You really made me underestimate you! Do you want a fight?"

Yan did not fall into Madara's trap, but with hysterical hatred on his face, he tried his best to suppress his madness, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly and said: "I know I can't beat you now! This time! It's just an announcement! We have plenty of time to play slowly!"

If I can't beat you now, then wait until I become a Soul Saint Soul Douluo or even a Titled Douluo!As long as the distance between the two of us keeps getting closer, then one day I can bite your throat open and drink your blood!

"Let's go!" Yan looked at the Wuhundian patrol team that had gathered but did not dare to move forward because of the three of him. He ordered the two brothers and sisters next to him, and then passed by Madara.

Have you ever participated in a spiritual assessment?It seems like it’s a little off!Mistress, can you take down such a wolf king?