Douluo: I heard that Disaster is a waste?

Qian Yuehuan shook her head and smiled, "Teacher, it's okay. Even if I face a Titled Douluo, I am sure I can leave safely. The Snowy Night Emperor will only do something to target me in the competition, but that is nothing to be afraid of."

Qian Yue Huan's calm words made Bibi Dong feel a little relieved. She gently rubbed Qian Yue Huan and said, "It's been a while since we last met. Huan Huan, can you tell the teacher how your cultivation is now?"

Qianyue smiled happily, took a few steps back, and released her martial spirit and spirit ring.

Mist rose around her and Qian Yuehuan's skirt fluttered. Five black, black, black, black soul rings swirled up from the soles of her feet in an orderly manner and rotated steadily around her waist.

The black halo emitted by the soul ring shone in Bibi Dong's shocked pupils.

Qian Yuehuan smiled confidently, "Teacher, my current cultivation level is level 54 Soul King."

During this one or two months, Qian Yuehuan once again launched several natural disasters and devoured the bodies of the dead victims. Her soul power level once again had a new breakthrough. As long as Qian Yuehuan wanted, she could completely break through to the Soul Emperor level in just three months.

“Huanhuan, it’s been less than half a year since you left the Spirit Hall, and you’ve already reached the Soul King level. Even your five soul rings are ten thousand year level. It seems that you have many secrets that your teacher doesn’t know.” Bibi Dong smiled with relief. She didn’t covet any secrets of Qianyuehuan. As long as Qianyuehuan could become powerful, Bibi Dong would be satisfied.

Qian Yuehuan smiled bitterly and said, "Teacher, everyone has their own secrets. Don't worry, I can protect myself."

Bibi Dong's eyes were full of heartache, "Huanhuan, you can also try to ask me for help, don't take on everything by yourself."

After saying that, Bibi Dong gently hugged Qian Yue Huan and said, "You must know that you are never alone in your struggle, and your teacher will always be your support."

Although Qian Yuehuan didn't say it, Bibi Dong knew that Qian Yuehuan had a lot of thoughts hidden in her heart. Qian Yuehuan is not even 15 years old now, but her eyes already have a sense of vicissitudes of life, as well as ruthlessness and murderousness. No matter how deeply Qian Yuehuan hides it, Bibi Dong can still feel it keenly. She can't imagine what this child has experienced in the past ten years to become like this.

Even though Qian Yuehuan often faced him with a smile, the faint sadness in her body could not be dispelled.

What Bibi Dong wanted to tell Qian Yuehuan was that she could also be her support and she didn't have to keep everything in her heart.

Qian Yuehuan was touched. She smiled bitterly and said "hmm", and then said nothing more.

Qian Yuehuan thought that there were some things that Bibi Dong didn't need to know.

The future of Spirit Hall and the God-killing system, just leave it to her to do her best to solve them.

Early the next morning

The participating teams from the Xingluo Empire, Tiandou Empire, and other small countries will draw lots to compete.

The drawing of lots was being done on the stage. Qian Yuehuan's team was sitting in the audience, and the announcement after the draw was made sounded.

"Shrek Team vs. Xingluo Royal Team!"

"..."

"Team Hope vs...."

Qian Yuehuan was slightly stunned when he heard this. There were more than 30 teams participating in the competition today, and the opponent was a team from a small country. Their strength was about the same as that of ordinary college teams in Tiandou, but the small country had a quota to come to Wuhun City for the competition.

Qian Yuehuan quickly realized that this seemed to be the teacher's work.