Douluo Zhibo Madara

"How's it going?" As soon as Madara walked out and closed the door, he found that everyone from Tiandou Royal Academy was standing outside the door looking at him expectantly.

Madara watched them one by one go through the fierce battle with Wuhun Palace. Almost every one of them was injured but insisted on waiting for Madara's result. It was obvious that the friendship among their team was quite good.

Ban secretly said in his heart: "It seems that boy Yu Tianheng is doing well as a captain!"

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"Thank you so much, Your Excellency!" Dugu Yan finally respectfully sent Ban out of the door and expressed her gratitude very politely.

"It's nothing! After all, he's your elder!" Madara waved his hand casually and said casually.

"Elder?" Dugu Yan's grateful smile suddenly froze on his face, leaving some Zhang Er monks at a loss.

"Your grandpa Dugu Bo has long recognized Tang San as his brother and me as his eldest brother!" Ban said directly, not caring about Dugu Yan's messy expression behind him, and turned away with a smile on his lips.

In this way, Ban and Tang San will both be considered Dugu Yan's grandfathers, and perhaps they will have more grandsons-in-law Yu Tianheng in the future!

"Old guy, you said this yourself, you can't blame me!" Ban thought jokingly in his heart.I have long heard that Dugu Bo has always loved this precious little granddaughter. I guess it should be enough to give him a headache now, right?

By the time Madara returned to Shrek Academy's residence, it was already midnight. The students had all gone to bed early, and the entire courtyard seemed silent.

However, Madara, who had excellent eyesight, still discovered a person sitting there waiting for him in the courtyard. After a closer look, he discovered that the black figure was the master.

"You're back! Is Xiao Heng okay?" The master saw that Madara had rushed back and immediately stood up from the chair and asked.

Yu Tianheng was Yu Xiaogang's nephew. Now that something happened, it was during the competition, so he couldn't go to visit him in person, so he waited here for news about Ban.

"It's nothing serious! Are you waiting for me here just because of this?" Madara crossed his arms and did not go back to his room. Instead, he looked at the master and asked with interest.

"As expected, I can't hide it from you! I just wanted to come over and tell you everything! What I prepared for them is a seven-in-one combo skill!" The master smiled with relief, then returned to his stern expression and said seriously.

"Martial soul fusion skill? It's for seven people like Canghui Academy! It won't be a big deal if it gets interrupted, right?" Madara frowned, feeling that this was a bit too risky.

"No! It's just that the powers of the seven of them are gathered together to summon the true form of the martial soul! It's not a martial soul fusion skill! You can think of it as a secret technique!" The master shook his head and said, staring at it with burning eyes. Madara in front of him: "The inspiration for this move came from you. If I guessed correctly, that blue giant should be your martial spirit true body, right? You can still use it without the seventh spirit ring. It's the best on the mainland." Never seen before!”

"What do you think?" Madara asked ambiguously, neither agreeing nor denying.

"My martial soul fusion skills should be enough to deal with them. Can you tell me what you have prepared for the children to deal with that Yan?" Looking at Madara's leaving back, the master stopped him and asked curiously.

"Soul bone!" Madara paused and said without looking back.

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.At this moment, in the Pope's Hall of Wuhun Palace, Yan had already arrived, kneeling on one knee to salute the almighty Pope.

"Disciple, please see the Pope!"

Bibi Dong looked at Yan who had just been accepted as a disciple and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction, and still said calmly: "Get up! What are you doing here today?"

Yan took off his mask with trembling hands. In an instant, countless strange black smoke emerged from his seven orifices. Yan's expression was as ferocious as that of an evil ghost. Even in front of the Pope, he did not behave like a disciple: "I can't suppress it anymore." Got it!"

"Go!" Bibi Dong, who had a calm expression at first, frowned slightly. He raised his hand and a stream of soul power was input into Yan's body through the air.

"Oh!" Yan clenched his teeth in pain under the steps and curled up on the ground like a shrimp. Black smoke spread out involuntarily, as if it was about to swallow Yan completely.

"Steady your mind!" Bibi Dong saw that something was wrong, and immediately increased the output of his soul power, and shouted at the same time.

Finally, under the continuous output of titled Douluo-level soul power, the energy in Yan's body seemed to be suppressed by the darkness, and finally dissipated without a trace.

At this time, Yan was curled up like a shrimp and collapsed in the hall, and his body was still shaking and convulsing. Obviously, the experience just now was not so good.

"What's going on? Why is the power in your body inexplicably out of control?" Bibi Dong exhaled a little tiredly, but looked at Yan in the audience and asked with a frown.

"I saw the same person before, and he still looks like that!" Yan struggled to sit up, breathing heavily, but the hatred in his eyes became more intense.

"Who is it? I can send someone to kill him right away!" Bibi Dong said with a fierce look in his eyes and an extremely courageous decision.

"I don't have to worry about it, Teacher, I will naturally get back what I lost with my own hands!" Although Yan was exhausted at this time, he still said with strength.

Bibi Dong frowned, feeling quite dissatisfied that the unruly disciple she had just accepted dared to refute him, but considering his stubborn character, she had to give up.

"You are the only one of this generation in Wuhun Palace who has been recognized by the God's Palace. You are a genius who can step onto the level of Titled Douluo. There must be nothing wrong with you!" Bibi Dong did not say anything more, but persuaded her earnestly.

"Disciple naturally understands!" Yan seemed to see the teacher's dissatisfaction, and immediately responded respectfully even if he was in a bad state.

"You understand, this is the best! Go to the Grand Elder of the Elder Hall!" The dissatisfaction in Bibi Dong's eyes subsided slightly, and her lips parted slightly as she admonished.

Looking at Yan with a confused look on his face, Bibi Dong explained again: "The Great Elder's martial spirit is a seraph, which contains fire and sacred power, which should be enough to improve your current situation!"

"Disciple understands!"

Bibi Dong said earnestly: "You need to think more carefully about what you should and shouldn't say when you get there. Also, who is the person who hurt you in the far north?"

"His name is Ban!" The pain in Yan's eyes flashed away, and then he answered Bibi Dong's question in a slightly hoarse voice, and then slowly retreated, leaving only Bibi sitting there on the papal throne. Dong slightly looked lonely.

Is it the person Xiaogang mentioned?It seems that he has quite a lot of secrets hidden in him!