Beheading Gods and Becoming Immortals: Starting from Tearing Title Douluo by Hand

The Pope's Hall, the Hall of Deliberations.

Bibi Dong sat on the throne with her legs crossed, and two confidants, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, sat beside her.

The seven members of Wuhundian Academy participating in the finals stood respectfully in the audience, with Xie Yue, Yan and Hu Liena standing at the front of the team.

"The four tigers played very well in today's game, but it's also thanks to the opponent's spiritual skills that restricted the three of you. In this way, Lanba Academy doesn't know your true and false abilities, but you can't be arrogant and complacent." Bibi Dong said.

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope." The seven people said in unison.

Bibi Dong continued: "Lanba Academy has Dugu Yan and Wang Siming as the core. In the last game tomorrow, you must quickly defeat the other miscellaneous fish. Even if Wang Siming's soul power is close to that of the Soul Saint, we must use the wolf pack tactic to win the game. "

"Yes." Seven people answered affirmatively again.

"You should know the importance of this game. This is not only an opportunity for you to make a name for yourself, but it also symbolizes the ownership of the three soul bones. You must understand the painstaking efforts of the Pope.

In addition, Wuhun Palace is the organizer. If you really lose tomorrow, with people from the Qibao Glazed Sect and representatives of Emperor Luo of Tiandou Star watching, it will be impossible to take back these three soul bones.

Since Wang Siming's soul power is too high, this soul bone is both a reward and a pressure for you.

If you really lose, I will exile you to the Wandering Canyon to practice for three years. "Ghost Douluo's characteristic deep voice sounded from beside the Pope.

Hearing the words Mizong Grand Canyon, the seven Xie Yue shuddered almost simultaneously, and their eyes suddenly became more determined.

It was a ghostly place, and only ghosts could survive. After three years, they would really become ghosts.

"Don't be discouraged. Before the game starts tomorrow, put this 'sound-absorbing cotton' into your ears, and then use lip language to communicate on the field. Although the information is not as smooth as speaking, this is also a way to limit Wang Siming's space to capture soul skills. This It’s not in vain that the Pope will personally find a solution for you.” Bibi Dong took out a small ball of white cotton and said.

Then, after Gui Mei distributed the sound-absorbing cotton to everyone, Bibi Dong waved his hand, and Hu Liena and the other seven people hurriedly walked out of the meeting hall from the side door.

Bibi Dong tapped on the table in front of her with one hand, and the melodic rhythm made her fall into deep thought.

The sound-absorbing cotton may be able to limit one of Wang Siming's soul skills, but the defensive power displayed by this guy is also surprisingly strong. I wonder if these people from Wuhun Palace can break through the defense.

"Are you still worried about tomorrow's competition?" Yueguan asked.

"That Wang Siming is really mysterious. I watched two of his games this morning, and actually I only saw him use one or two soul skills. I really want to go out and try the rest of his soul skills in person. You and Salas both like this guy. Do you know his other soul skills?" Bibi Dong asked.

Try and die.

Of course Yue Guan knew that, he had personally learned about Mr. Wang's life gambling, but it was a pity that he did not dare to mention that shameful past.

"Ahem, I mainly listened to Salas's praise and saw his resolute and cunning character, so I valued him. I didn't expect this person to be so hidden. I'm afraid even Bishop Sa didn't notice his soul power level. ." Yue Guan said, changing the topic.

"This is the most amazing thing. Even you Titled Douluo can't see Wang Siming's soul power level. Isn't this the biggest problem? Anyway, I just can't worry. I just hope that Nana and the others will perform well tomorrow." Bibi Dong sighed.

After a brief silence in the meeting hall, Bibi Dong asked again: "Lei Yaoyang's tactics are ruthless. How are the injured people in Xing Luo?"

"Cui Xiaoxiao and Han Bingbing have suffered damage to their tail vertebrae. Even with the treatment of a soul healer, they may have to stay in bed for five or six years. As for Prince Davis..." Yue Guan stopped talking.

"What happened to Davis?" Bibi Dong asked.

"My body is fine, but I'm afraid I won't be humane in the future..." Yueguan said carefully, because Bibi Dong seemed to be very disgusted with things between men and women.

"Huh, Davis has an arrogant attitude. He should kill this evil spirit. Xiaoleizi did a good job this time." Bibi Dong said coldly.

At the end of the month, I was suddenly sweating, and for some reason my chrysanthemums tightened.

"But if Boss Dai comes to hold me accountable..." Yue Guan said after finishing the anal lifting exercise.

"It's inevitable to get injured during the competition. Just make sure you don't die or be maimed. Davis is not the only one in the Xingluo Dai family, so we don't necessarily need him to continue the family line." Bibi Dong said.

"All right..."

"I'm still the same Wang Siming right now. If it weren't for Salas's strong recommendation, I would have wanted to cut off this danger myself." Bibi Dong fell into deep thought again.

A cold light flashed in Ghost Douluo's eyes at this moment, and he was about to propose himself when he was stopped by his good friend Yue Guan.

With Wang Siming's perverted soul skills and Dugu Bo's assistance, even Gui Mei can't find good things to eat, right?

At that time, the secret of the Shadow Breath Stone will no longer be kept.

"You all go and have a rest. I'll think about it carefully." Bibi Dong waved her hand and said.

Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo left one after another, and only Pope Bibi Dong was left in Nuo Da's meeting hall.

Bibi Dong has always been so calm since she succeeded the Pope. In addition to her strong strength, more importantly, she has the ambition of a conqueror and the heart of a woman who is superior to men.

She has loved men and hated men.

In the end, Bibi Dong was injured again and discovered that only the power in her hands was real. She was more eager to revitalize the Wuhun Palace than any other pope.

Compared to Tiandou's rosy royal family and Xingluo's stupid inheritance tradition, why can't Wuhun Palace establish a nation?Why can’t those sensual regimes be overthrown?

Only Wuhun Palace is the hope of Douluo Continent.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, the members of Lanba Academy appeared at the door of their residence in high spirits.

Under Jiangzhu's divine healing skills, several people who were injured yesterday have recovered and are now welcoming the upcoming peak moment with full enthusiasm.

For Jing Ling, Huang Yuan and others, being able to reach this point is beyond their imagination.

It is no exaggeration to say that today's battle may be the most glorious moment of their lives.

This battle is enough for them to show off for a lifetime.

Before departure, Wang Siming went to the public to arrange tactics. Dugu Bo and Ruyi stood beside him with indifferent expressions.

Wang Siming's eyes swept over the six people, and then he said: "This Wuhundian team is extremely powerful. You will do your best. If something cannot be done, don't force it. Everything must put your own safety first."

"We won't suffer any loss if we follow the captain." Wen Huang said with a smile. Although he was repulsed by Zhao Sanhe yesterday, he still felt good with those few soul skills.

"That's right, I, Tai Lung, played well yesterday."

Wang Siming was praised for being cool-headed. He stretched out his hand to interrupt everyone and said: "Everyone will follow the tactics I arranged last night. If any accident occurs, we will give up immediately and leave the rest to me."

"Yes." Several people replied in unison with enthusiasm.

"Okay, let's go." Wang Siming waved to everyone.