Douluo, start from Sea God Island

At this time, Bibi Dong was wearing home clothes and smiling, looking more gentle and tranquil. In line with her holy and noble temperament, her whole person seemed to be shining, and she looked like a good wife and mother.

But Ye Feng couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he could only speak honestly.

"Yu Xiaogang and I met in the Soul Hunting Forest near Notting City. I happened to be hunting the second soul ring at that time. At that time, I didn't know that he was the famous Yu Xiaogang."

"But when he found out that my second martial soul was a pig like his, he started to think of accepting a disciple, so he declared himself a disciple."

"But I admire his brave attitude in admitting that he is a waste. I also know that he is a gentleman and candid. But even so, I can't worship him as my teacher! What's more, he already has a disciple."

Bibi Dong's expression moved slightly, and she was obviously curious about Yu Xiaogang's disciples.

"Yu Xiaogang's disciple is named Tang San. Tang San and I are in the same dormitory, so I know him fairly well."

"Yu Xiaogang has high hopes for him, and seems to want to prove himself through him. However, in my opinion, he doesn't need to. Tang San is already a genius. Even without his guidance, he will become a great person in the future. .”

"Isn't it?"

When Bibi Dong heard this, her pretty brows couldn't help but frown slightly, and she retorted, "But as far as I know, Tang San is a Blue Silver Grass spirit master."

"As we all know, Lan Yincao is a useless spirit among soul masters. How can someone with such a spirit be a genius? If the master can really train him into a titled Douluo, no, even if it is just a Soul Douluo, that would be enough. Prove that the master is not a vain person!"

Obviously, Bibi Dong didn't want to hear anyone slander the master.

Maybe it’s a common problem among men!

Ye Feng couldn't bear to see that such a beauty as Bibi Dong was obsessed with a waste.

"Ha ha!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly and said, "Blue Silver Grass is indeed useless, but His Majesty the Pope, have you ever seen Blue Silver Grass with innate soul power?"

In one sentence, Bibi Dong was stunned.

Obviously, the information she received did not include the fact that Tang San was innately full of soul power.

"Lan Yincao, born with full soul power, how is this possible? Unless..." Bibi Dong's eyes flickered, she first questioned, then believed, and then guessed the reason.

"One of the ten core competitivenesses of the master's martial spirit is that the strength of the martial spirit determines the strength of the innate soul power. If nothing unexpected happens, Tang San should also have an extremely powerful martial spirit."

Ye Feng was talking eloquently, with a solemn look on his face, like a scholar.

At this moment, Bibi Dong looked at Ye Feng with a confused look, as if he had seen Yu Xiaogang back then.

Not only do the two of them possess a wealth of theoretical knowledge, but they also possess exactly the same martial soul.

"And judging from another one of the top ten martial soul core competitiveness, in order to give birth to twin martial souls, the martial soul levels of both parents must be extremely close. Tang San's Blue Silver Grass is probably not simple either."

"What about you? Your martial spirit..." Hu Liena suddenly spoke, but she stopped mid-sentence.

"I……"

Ye Feng shook his head, laughed at himself, and said, "My two spirits are both useless. Are their levels different?"

"Perhaps things must be reversed when they reach their extremes!"

"God closed two doors for me, but forgot to weld the windows shut. Instead, he also gave me an innate soul power."

When he talked about his innate soul power, Ye Feng's face clearly showed a hint of triumph.

This made Bibi Dong and Hu Liena, who had just wanted to comfort him, twitch the corners of their mouths slightly, feeling that their sympathy for him was a bit unnecessary.

Suddenly, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes flashed, and a flash of lightning flashed in her mind.

"Blue Silver Grass, full of innate soul power, the theory of relativity between martial soul and soul power, the ten core competitiveness of martial soul..."

"It is naturally impossible for an ordinary Blue Silver Grass to be born with soul power every day, but what if it is a Blue Silver Emperor?"

All kinds of information flashed through Bibi Dong's mind, and the smile on her face froze. Bibi Dong looked at Ye Feng and said seriously, "Is the surname of Yu Xiaogang's disciple Tang?"

"Yes!"

Ye Feng pretended to be dumbfounded, looked at Bibi Dong blankly, and said, "His name is Tang San."

His heart was roaring like crazy.

"Good guy, you are indeed a love brain. When you encountered Yu Xiaogang's incident, your reaction became sluggish. I made it so obvious, and you only reacted now."

"I've given you the opportunity. Whether you can seize it and whether you make use of it depends entirely on you."

Ye Feng looked at Bibi Dong and blinked. His eyes were pure and innocent, but unfortunately they were flirting with the blind man.

At this moment, Bibi Dong's mind was full of two names.

"Tang Hao, Tang San..."

No one knows the grudge between Qian Xunji and Tang Hao better than Bibi Dong.

Tang Hao's wife A Yin is the transformed form of a 10-year-old blue silver emperor.

According to the theory of relativity between martial souls and soul power, it is naturally impossible for ordinary Blue Silver Grass to have full innate soul power, but Blue Silver Emperor can.

If Tang San really had a second martial spirit, it would definitely be the Clear Sky Hammer.

In just an instant, Tang San's identity was confirmed in Bibi Dong's heart.

But after thinking about it, she finally gave up her plan to attack Tang San.

If he calculated it carefully, he could kill Qian Xunji with his own hands, and Tang Hao was a big help.

There is no enmity or enmity between him and the Tang family's father and son, and there is no need to fight each other to the death.

Besides, regardless of looking at the monk's face or the Buddha's face, Tang San is now Yu Xiaogang's disciple after all.

Ye Feng was speechless, looking at Bibi Dong who had guessed Tang San's identity but was indifferent, and after a moment's thought, he understood what she was thinking.

"If you let this opportunity pass, you will cry some time in the future." Ye Feng thought to himself.

But he couldn't say much at this time.

"I know very little about Yu Xiaogang. He is at Notting College and he just eats and drinks for free and never shows up. I..." Ye Feng said.

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bibi Dong.

"Okay, I understand, let's eat!" After saying this, she once again put a chopstick dish into Ye Feng's bowl.

Seeing this, Ye Feng was no longer polite, grabbed the bowl and chopsticks and started gobbling it up.

"Yeah! It's delicious. I didn't expect that His Majesty the Pope is not only good-looking, but also an excellent cook. I am truly lucky to be able to eat your food."

Ye Feng praised it while eating.

"Smooter."

Hu Liena couldn't help but muttered when she saw Ye Feng's messy look.

"His Majesty the Pope, Hu Liena called me a flatterer. Is that a disguised way of saying that the food you cook is not delicious?" Ye Feng said without raising his head.

"You, you're talking nonsense, I didn't!" Hu Liena hurriedly defended herself after hearing this.

"You have it."

Ye Feng raised his head and made a face at Hu Liena.

Hu Liena was immediately furious and was about to defend herself, but was stopped by Bibi Dong with a smile.

"Hurry up and eat! If you keep talking, he will eat all the delicious food."

Bibi Dong smiled and snatched a chicken leg from Ye Feng's hand, and put it gently into Hu Liena's bowl.

Then, her purple gem-like eyes looked at Ye Feng quietly, and sighed slightly, "Alas! Although Nana is smart, she is no match for you. If you two can really get together in the future, I hope Don’t bully her.”

Ye Feng was stunned, not expecting Bibi Dong to say this suddenly.

Looking into Bibi Dong's eyes, Ye Feng saw sincerity. This time there was no temptation at all, but only the good hope for the happiness of future generations.

"teacher……"

Hu Liena blushed and hugged Bibi Dong's arm.

"Haha! Don't worry, His Majesty the Pope."

Ye Feng smiled slightly and said to Bibi Dong sincerely, "She is too fierce and not my type."

"Haha! You little guy is really arrogant. You can't even look down on the saints of our Spirit Hall?" Bibi Dong said with a smile.

"No, no, no!"