Douluo's Beginning Blue Silver Emperor, Son of the Spirit Hall

"However, I have already bet on the position of the Holy Son, so what is your bet?"

Bibi Yi was originally afraid of Yan and didn't dare to fight him, but she didn't know that Yan would be so proactive.

But it's right to think about it. Who would have guessed that Bibi Yi was already the Five Ring Soul King at the age of 14?

Yan was silent for a moment, pondered for a while, and then said to Biyi with a smile on his face:

"If I lose, I will never compete with you for the position of Holy Son again."

"You won't fight with me, but you can help others fight with me. What a good idea!"

As soon as Yan opened his mouth, Bibiyi guessed his true thoughts.

This kind of verbal trap is okay to deceive a child, but if you want to deceive him, what about his dreams?

It's daytime now, dreaming and waiting for night, okay.

"Damn it! He's such a thief! He even knows how to use this kind of language trap."

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son is also very powerful. He can see through his language traps at a glance."

"Jiji Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai! You have to work harder, Lao Tie, blindfold him! Attack his back pavilion! Insert... bomb..."

The scene was filled with discussions. Some people supported Yan, while others supported Bibi Yi.

But those who support Bibi Yi don’t think he can win. They all shout out for Bibi Dong’s sake: Come on, Holy Son!

"Okay! If that's the case, then I won't play with those imaginary things."

Yan thought about it and felt that he was sure to win the bet, so he would play bigger.

"If I lose, then I'll keep one arm! How about that?"

"can!"

Bibi Yi nodded, although his arms were of no use to him.

But the other party was asking for trouble, so why should he stop him.

He helped Yan think of more than a dozen nicknames such as One-Armed Xia Yan and Du Ao Tianyan.

"Then how can you guarantee that you won't regret what you said?"

Bibi Yi agreed, but Yan became unyielding and felt like he wanted to kill Bibi Yi.

Bibi Yi was not afraid and said with a smile:

"If I lose, I will leave Wuhun Hall from now on, that's it!"

"Okay! Then let the brothers and sisters present be witnesses! So that His Majesty the Pope will not cheat."

Yan began to get excited, and the flames on his body began to emerge.

He couldn't wait to start the fight with Bibi Yi, but after waiting for a while, he found that there was no referee.

But now he was too lazy to find any referee and took out a gold soul coin from his pocket.

"How about starting by dropping this golden soul coin on the ground?"

"can."

Bibi Yi was also embarrassed to find that no referee called start, so he nodded.

Yan couldn't wait to flick the gold soul coin away, and before Bibi Yi could release the soul ring, he had already activated the martial soul.

After the golden soul coin landed, Yan rushed towards Bibi Yi with hot flames and started laughing wildly.

"Hahaha~ Bibi Yi! Today you have to pay the price for your arrogance!"

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, five rings are the best match!

He didn't think Bibi Yi could survive his impact. He was going to accidentally kill Bibi Yi today.

Lest Bibiyi take Hu Liena away with him when he leaves Wuhun Hall.

"Huh, is that all?"

The Three Magatama Sharingan spins into a complex pattern, the Mangekyo Sharingan!

As Bibi Yi's mental power becomes stronger and stronger, strange power has begun to brew in the kaleidoscope.

He knew that this was a sign that the pupil technique was about to awaken, and he didn't know what kind of pupil technique he would awaken.

Bibi Yi took out two small daggers and rushed towards Yan without fear.

This is not because he is too big, but because his body is much harder than Yan, there is no need to avoid anything.

"What is His Majesty the Holy Son doing? Fighting?"

"Why doesn't His Highness the Holy Son release the soul ring?"

"Look! Yan has activated his first soul skill."

"The first soul skill, Hell Magma Rush!"

Seeing that Bibi Yi desperately wanted to collide with him, Yan immediately used his first soul skill to cheer him up.

With this blow, he was going to knock Bibi Yi to pieces!

However, Bibi Yi was not knocked away by this collision. Instead, he was suppressed and unable to get up.

Bibi Yi stepped on Yan's back and smiled sarcastically.

"Haha, so weak."

"Ah~"

Yan couldn't bear it when he saw Bibi Yi's expression, but Bibi Yi's feet were like mountains.

No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't lift his feet, which were like mountains with five fingers.

"How is it possible, I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Give me a ~ wake up ~"

Although he has been working very hard, the gap in physical fitness cannot be made up by exploding.

Bibi Yi sneered with a relaxed look on his face, and with a strong step on his feet, the ground was crushed by him.

Yan lay on the ground again and spat out a mouthful of fresh red blood.

"Impossible! You must be someone else pretending to be you. How could Bibiyi be so powerful when he is only 14 years old!"

"Impossible, impossible, how could I lose!"

In reality, everyone around the training ground was dumbfounded.

Bibiyi stood there and took out a pack of spicy strips and was enjoying it, while Yan lay on the ground and kept roaring.

Words like "I don't believe it", "It's impossible", "It's impossible to lose", made everyone look at each other in confusion.

Bibi Yi did knock Yan down, but Yan didn't get up after that and kept saying some inexplicable words.

"Master Yan, what's going on?"

"Maybe he's possessed. You can see his face is red."

"No, no, I think His Highness the Holy Son is directing and acting on his own..."

"Directing and acting yourself? You can act it out for me. I don't think Yan is acting when he blushes."

The discussion became louder and louder, and Bibi Yi glanced at Yan, who was still yelling on the ground.

After finishing the spicy strips, he nodded with great satisfaction.

"Spiritual illusion combined with the power of yin and yang can really strengthen my illusion skills greatly."