Douluo: I became a god after I became Tang San's sister

"Okay!"

Tang Qingyi agreed without hesitation. Actual combat was the best way to improve one's strength. Tang Qingyi had been here for so long, Qian Renxue was the first child she had seen and the first person of the same age with whom she could compare herself.

Only after comparing herself with Qian Renxue could Tang Qingyi clearly understand the level of her current strength.

Seeing Tang Qingyi agreed so readily, Qian Renxue smiled and said, "It's settled then."

After saying that, Qian Renxue walked straight into the library. Guimei and Tang Qingyi also had time to leave.

The ghost took Tang Qingyi's hand and left. Only when they knew they were far away did he stop and give Tang Qingyi a new round of sermons.

"Yi Yi, do you know the strength of the young master? It is very foolish to agree to fight without a deep understanding of the enemy, not to mention that the gap in strength between the two of you is so huge. If you were outside, it would be enough to kill you several times!"

After hearing what Guimei said, Tang Qingyi felt a little ashamed for a moment. The long period of relaxation made Tang Qingyi forget her vigilance. She bowed to Guimei with an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, Ghost Elder, I was rash. But it's rare for me to meet children of the same age, so I can't help but get a little excited."

The ghost shook his head and sighed. "Forget it. Now that things have come to this, you have no choice. Today I came to persuade you to rest, but now you can't rest."

"Why is that? Speaking of which, Elder Ghost just called her Young Master. What exactly is her identity?"

Gui Mei felt even more vicissitudes after hearing her question. "Alas, the identity of the young master is a taboo in the Spirit Hall. Don't ask again in the future. All I can say is that her relationship with His Majesty the Pope is very complicated, and it is a negative kind of complexity."

Tang Qingyi now knew more clearly that she had gotten into trouble, big trouble. But it was not her turn to worry about it, the ghost was the biggest victim of this incident.

No matter what the result of the competition was, the elder who was present but failed to stop it had to be blamed by Bibi Dong.

When Guimei saw Tang Qingyi's apologetic eyes, his head hurt even more. This little brat, he felt guilty after causing trouble, what was he doing before?

Guimei comforted the uneasy Tang Qingyi in a hasty manner, then turned around and apologized to Bibi Dong.

The beautiful woman on the Pope's throne listened to Gui Mei's report with an unclear expression. Her fingers tapped the armrests rhythmically, and each tap hit Gui Mei's heart. When Gui Mei was upset, Bibi Dong sighed softly and said:

"In that case, it would be unfair for me to intervene. I will have to trouble Elder Ghost to teach this disciple for me. I will let Yue Guan be in charge of the 'Gathering of Talents Project'. When this matter is over, you can cooperate with Yue Guan to take charge."

Guimei knew that the matter was over with Bibi Dong.

He bowed his head, said "yes", and quickly left the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked back to her room in the night. She took off the nine-curve purple gold crown on her head and changed into ordinary clothes. Only then did Bibi Dong breathe a sigh of relief.

She looked out the window at the dark night and murmured, "Xiao Qingyi, please don't let me down."

The next day, Tang Qingyi finally received the sword she had been dreaming about day and night.

Tang Qingyi drew the sword from the scabbard. The silver-white sword body was as white and smooth as jade. The cold light reflected by the sunlight showed its sharpness. The slender hilt was engraved with exquisite patterns.

It's a pity that this is a children's sword. But it is just right for Tang Qingyi's current height, and in the future Tang Qingyi can reforge it to better meet her requirements.

Tang Qingyi turned her wrist slightly, her body moved with her heart, her mind danced with the sword, and the sword light flowed with the sound of the wind.

"it is good!"

Tang Qingyi looked over when she heard the voice and saw Bibi Dong wearing luxurious papal attire, but she was not holding the scepter that symbolized her status.

"Master!"

When Tang Qingyi saw Bibi Dong, she called out, rushed to her, and looked at her with gratitude in her eyes.

Bibi Dong looked at Tang Qingyi with a smile, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

"Your sword dance is pretty good, have you practiced it specifically?"

Tang Qingyi noticed the abnormality in Bibi Dong's expression, but she still looked at Bibi Dong innocently on the surface.

"Well, my family has some skills passed down from generation to generation, but unfortunately they have been lost and no one knows what they are for."

After saying that, Tang Qingyi lowered her head regretfully, looking a little ashamed.

"Really? Although weapons can play a certain role in combat, the most fundamental thing is the cultivation of soul power. You can't slack off at all. Do you understand?"

Tang Qingyi nodded and asked curiously, "Master, the last time you tested me, you used the scepter in your hand to emit soul power. So can I use the sword to exert soul power?"

Bibi Dong frowned, and after a little thought she understood what Tang Qingyi meant.

"No, the Pope's Scepter in my hand is made with a specific process and a variety of precious metals. Even so, it is not a real weapon. It can only withstand soul power. It is probably not that useful on the battlefield."

Tang Qingyi was a little disappointed, but Bibi Dong's answer was also within her expectations.

Seeing that Tang Qingyi didn't say anything, Bibi Dong spoke up and told her the purpose of today.

"Yi Yi, what do you think of your current strength?"

Tang Qingyi had no idea what Bibi Dong meant by this question, so she could only speak tentatively.

"Compared to that person, I am too weak."

Bibi Dong curled her lips in satisfaction and continued, "You are right, the six-winged angel spirit is a gift from God, not to mention that she is born with a level 20 spirit power that has broken through the limit."

When talking about the angel spirit, a hint of sarcasm flashed across Bibi Dong's eyes.

Tang Qingyi was in no mood to pay attention to her. Innate level 20 soul power? This was twice her full innate soul power.

Tang Qingyi was hit hard. Sure enough, even in this world, her talent was not surprising. Whether it was the mistress or the "young master" she just met, they were the same age, but they had more outstanding talents.

Bibi Dong looked at Tang Qingyi's secretly clenched fists, and looked at Tang Qingyi with admiration in her eyes. Reluctant? That's right, only by relentlessly pursuing strength can she reach the top.

Bibi Dong patted Tang Qingyi on the shoulder and encouraged her:

"You don't have to underestimate yourself. With full innate soul power, you are already a top genius among ordinary people. This is why I gave up the disciple I originally had high hopes for and chose you. Not everyone is qualified to be taught by me.

Next, I will teach you more strictly, do you have confidence? "

Tang Qingyi nodded resolutely. Although Bibi Dong had her own little thoughts, the result was indeed something that both Tang Qingyi and Bibi Dong were happy to see. Isn't that enough?

Tang Qingyi made up her mind, and Bibi Dong really strengthened her discipline, and even strictly required Tang Qingyi's practice time, and forbade Tang Qingyi to stay up late to practice. After all, without enough rest, the teaching results would not be optimal.