Douluo: Opening Encounter Haotian Douluo

After returning to the Elder's Hall, She Long clamored for a drink. Wang Feng had no choice but to go to Wuhun City to buy wine for him and bring it back to their residence on the hill behind the Elder's Hall.

The matter of Wang Feng absorbing the ten-thousand-year soul ring at level [-] also unknowingly reached the ears of the Pope's Palace, the current Pope of the Wuhun Palace, "Bibi Dong" from the Elder's Palace.

After the two Douluo Ju and Ghost got the news, they immediately told Pope Bibi Dong about it.

The two of them were half-kneeling in the middle of the hall. Bibi Dong, who was sitting on the seat, pondered for a moment, tapping the gems on the armrests with her fingers regularly.

"Then where is Wang Feng now?" Bibi Dong's voice came out.

The two of them did not dare to neglect for a moment and hurriedly replied: "Back to the Pope, Wang Feng is on the mountain behind the Elder's Hall."

"You said...he is She Long's disciple?"

"Yes, that child is an orphan that She Long picked up five years ago." The two replied.

She Long......

This is not a secret in the Elder Hall, and the two of them found out the relationship between the master and the disciple after a little investigation.

"Okay, you two, go and invite Elder She Long and his beloved disciple."

"Yes."

Bibi Dong was lying on the Pope's chair. The two Douluo, Chrysanthemum and Ghost, had disappeared.

"She Long's disciple broke through level 12 at the age of [-]. With such talent, this person must be under my control."

.........

When the sun was high in the sky, Wang Feng was practicing his marksmanship in the backyard, and She Long was lying on a boulder nearby, drinking.

Wang Feng waved his spear, his feet changed pace, and he stabbed the spear into a big tree in front of him.

She Long suddenly frowned, put down the wine gourd, and scolded: "Boy, how many times have I told you, you must have no distracting thoughts when practicing your marksmanship."

Before Wang Feng could speak, She Long suddenly noticed a powerful aura approaching.

"Huh?" She Long closed his eyes and said, "What kind of wind brings you two here?"

She Long still looked casual. Wang Feng also noticed the aura and looked up.

In mid-air, pieces of chrysanthemums fell with the wind, gathered together, and finally transformed into a human shape.

And behind him, a cold voice suddenly came over: "You are really talented, no wonder..."

Hearing that sound, the hair on Wang Feng's body burst out, and the four soul rings on his body appeared unknowingly. He flew to the big rock where She Long was lying.

He stared warily at the masked Ghost Douluo in front of him and the Ju Douluo standing not far away.

"Old ghost, you're going to scare children," She Long turned over and jumped off the boulder, unconsciously protecting Wang Feng behind him, "Tell me, what are you two doing here?"

"You are not like idlers. You can still come here to chat with me, right?"

Jugui Douluo was also unambiguous and said to the two of them: "His Majesty the Pope has invited Elder She Long to have a talk with your beloved disciple in the Pope's Palace."

"Oh?" She Long smiled heartily: "His Majesty the Pope is really in a good mood."

She Long patted Wang Feng on the shoulder and said, "Forget it, since His Majesty the Pope has invited me, boy, let's take a trip."

Wang Feng nodded. He couldn't refuse Bibi Dong's invitation.

The two followed the two Douluo to the front of the Pope's Palace.

In the majestic palace in front of him, a beautiful woman wearing a papal robe sat at the head of the throne.

That kind of appearance makes people unable to take their eyes away after just one look.

"See His Majesty the Pope."

Several people saluted Bibi Dong. Bibi Dong, who was sitting on top, waved his hand: "Two elders, please step aside first. I have something to say to Elder She Long and his disciples."

After Ju Gui Douluo responded, he retreated quietly.

Wang Feng carefully studied the person in front of him, and his majestic appearance was indeed worthy of her incredible strength.

"Elder She Long, how are you these days?"

For example, try to look as kind as possible.

"Back to the Pope, everything is fine."

Seeing Wang Feng staring at him and smiling at him, Wang Feng trembled all over and his hair stood on end.

She Long said: "I wonder why His Majesty the Pope invited me and my disciple?"

"Since the elder has asked, let me tell you straight away. What I summoned you two to do today is that you are the elder's apprentice."

Bibi Dong hit the nail on the head, and She Long had already guessed pretty well before.

Wang Feng is so talented, it is only a matter of time before he is targeted by Bibi Dong.

I just didn’t expect that today would come so soon.

"I wonder, would the elder allow his beloved disciple to join the Wuhun Academy for further development?"

"This……"

Bibi Dong continued: "Being a member of the Wuhun Academy will be the cornerstone of the Wuhun Palace in the future, and Elder She Long's disciple is so talented, I can place him in the first team of the Wuhun Academy to compete with the golden generation. Cultivate together.”

With Bibi Dong talking about this, She Long couldn't refuse, so he had to look at Wang Feng and let him make his own decision.

But originally he was not willing to let Wang Feng join the Wuhun Team.

The two looked at each other, and Wang Feng also understood what She Long meant. After thinking for a long time, the hall fell into silence.

Time passed by, and none of the three people spoke.

Suddenly, Wang Feng raised his head and looked directly at Bibi Dong with a pair of firm eyes.

"I am willing to join the Wuhun Team and contribute to the future of Wuhun Palace." Wang Feng said.

"You!" She Long hesitated before speaking. He clenched his fists tightly. If Bibi Fang hadn't been there, he seemed to have punched Wang Feng on top of his head at any time.

"Okay - okay, I really saw the right person," Bibi Dong showed a rare smile, "Then please ask Elder She Long to take his beloved disciple to the Wuhun Academy to report tomorrow. I will arrange for someone to pick up the two. Bit."

On the way back, She Long kept a calm face and said nothing.

Wang Feng wanted to say something several times, but seeing that his master's expression was not good, he did not say anything after all.

When the two of them reached the stairs at the entrance of the back mountain, She Long couldn't help but said, "Why did you agree to her?"

Agreeing to Bibi Dong's request was tantamount to tying She Long to the Pope's Palace, which was very unfavorable to his current situation.

It's no wonder that She Long would get angry. As a result, the long-term stable relationship between the three halls may collapse at any time.

"Master, I was wrong..."

Wang Feng lowered his head and slowly walked towards the top of the mountain. "If you want to hit me, just hit me. No complaints."

She Long was so angry that he gritted his teeth and raised his fists several times but could not bring himself to do it. In the end, he gave up.

"That's all, now that the matter has come to this, it's useless to blame you."

She Long stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, "I understand that you want to avenge your brother, but this cannot be done overnight. That man almost destroyed the Pope's Palace with his own efforts."

"The master is not his opponent for the time being, and maybe he won't be in the future, but if that person appears in front of me one day in the future, the master will definitely avenge you."

"Master..." Wang Feng felt warm in his heart.

.........

"Joining the Wuhun Team can get direct guidance from the Pope and various resources, which may not be a bad thing."

After hearing these words, Wang Feng felt a lot better and said tentatively: "Then, master, after I go to Wuhun Academy, will you forget me as your apprentice?"

"Stinky boy!"

She Long suddenly slapped him on the back, causing him to stagger and almost fall.

"Master, you are the only disciple. There is no one else in this world to worry about. How could I forget you?"

"I know, master, I was actually teasing you just now." Although the beating hurt, Wang Feng was very happy.

The master has no family and no lover. His only concern is himself.

I can't say such words next time.