Chapter 432 Pope Bibi Dong (1)

The morning of the fifth day.

Wang Feng woke up early in the morning. Yesterday, Wang Feng was deducing today's battle situation.

The last three teams, when they entered the finals, Wang Feng knew which three teams would be.

Although I had long thought in my heart that this year's Golden Generation would change from the original, I didn't expect such a big change. Yesterday's Battle Royale team didn't even reveal their martial soul fusion skills, their soul power level was surprisingly high, and at the same time that Hu Liena also absorbed the soul ring of Xingxing and possessed a soul bone.

Xingxing has followed him for several years, but he is not an ordinary Xingyuehu. That Hu Liena's strength must be somewhat special.

Wang Feng's mood was a little uncertain all day, and he had too many questions in his heart.

Regarding the deduction of the battle situation on the last day, Wang Feng was also looking at flowers in the fog, and could only vaguely see a general outline.

But Tang San and the others would definitely face a huge threat.

He can't play, not to mention that the quota for the seven-person group in the finals has been fixed and cannot be replaced. Even if he could play a dozen individual battles, he wouldn't be able to change his outfit instead of going into battle on that occasion. The competition venue is outside the square of the Pope's Palace, and there will be a bunch of Title Douluo at that time.

In Wang Feng's deduction, entering the finals, his identity is likely to be exposed. But it doesn't matter if it's exposed, it's just disqualification from the championship.

Could it be that Spirit Hall could still kill him in turn as an excuse?

The championship is not Wang Feng's purpose. In Wang Feng's view, the championship is just an additional reward for him to come here.

The four soul bones, Wang Feng, didn't pay much attention to them.

When Wang Feng put on Jiuyikai's costume and walked to the Pope's Palace with Dean Fei Lun, he found that the weather was exceptionally good and the sun was shining brightly today.

"the weather is nice today."

Dean Fei Lun smiled, "Jiu Yi Kai, to be honest, I never expected you to come this far."

A third-rate academy in Heaven Dou City was dragged by one person to the finals of the Continental Senior Elite Spirit Master Competition!

Although there are many teams who watch Jiuyikai come up, they are used to it. But if you stand outside the circle and think about it, it feels too scary.

"Champion I have no confidence in you, I am a real person."

Dean Fei Lun continued, "But I'm completely satisfied that you can come this far! In today's game, you can play according to the situation. By the way, after the game, even if you don't continue to stay in Purple Star Academy , our college will also regard you as a symbol of our college and erect a statue for you."

Wang Feng: "..."

He didn't answer.

After the competition, Wang Feng wanted to figure out what happened to the three little guys Qingqing and Xingxing, go to the next check-in location to practice, and then look for the little blue bird while ensuring that the consciousness of Xingqing and Yaya would never dissipate.

Therefore, in Purple Star Academy, Wang Feng could not stay any longer.

Along with the team, there are Shrek Academy, and the Wuhundian team.

A total of fifteen people in the three teams, together with the accompanying teachers, walked towards the resplendent, heaven-like Pope's Palace on the hills ahead.

Each of the three teams had their own differences. The Spirit Hall team, with confidence on their faces, walked ahead.

The group of Tang San who followed behind were very calm.

In the end, he was on Jiuyikai, and occasionally he could see Tang San and a few others, and he would turn his head to take a look, but there was no communication.

From the foot of the hill, about 300 meters away, stood the Knights Templar of the Spirit Hall, holding a silver light spear, crossed and stood, solemn and majestic, forming a special ceremony road.

Soon, the three teams came to the square outside the Pope's Palace.

When the distance is close, Wang Feng can see the gate of the Pope's Palace, which is only a few steps away.

The golden gate, at least ten meters high, is magnificent and magnificent, and is also engraved with six different special patterns, symbolizing the digital title Douluo.

The door with a semi-elliptical arch seems to contain a sacred collection, and I don't know what kind of radiance it will be when it is opened?

At this time, only a chiming bell was heard.

Twelve cardinals walked to either side of the gate,

It is like the garrison of the ancient emperor overriding the front.

As the position second to the platinum bishop, they only have the qualifications of garrison here.

'The style is really high. ’

Wang Feng's eyes did not change, and he looked at the door calmly.

Only one of the frontmost cardinals shouted in a clear voice:

"His Majesty the Pope is here!"

This voice seemed to be able to spread to the entire Wuhun City, and the voice just fell.

The sound of the bell fell, and countless sounds of overwhelming sound came from the foot of the mountain and Wuhun City.

The voice of "Long live", wave after wave, carried a fanatical faith and loyalty in the voice.

Wang Feng knew that it was impossible for the voice of the cardinal to reach Wuhun City. It should be the special bell ringing that reached Wuhun City. It symbolizes that His Majesty the Pope is about to appear, and it will attract such a loud voice, which is even more exciting than the shouting of Wang Feng when he saw the opening scene of the 2008 Olympic Games in his previous life.

In this kind of environment, even people who are not from the Spirit Hall will feel a sense of solemn respect.

And until the door opened, the shouting seemed to have reached a climax!

Wang Feng also saw the person coming.

From the moment the door was opened, it seemed as if tens of thousands of spotlights were shot out from inside, and four figures and another figure walked out golden.

After a while, it was only when the group came out completely that they could see clearly.

The leader was Pope Bibi Dong.

The Pope's robe on her body is specially made, with a brilliant golden base and three gems, red, blue, and gold.

The purple gold crown on the top of the head is even more majestic.

Wang Feng glanced at it, and then withdrew his gaze. Although Pope Bibi Dong was the same age as the master, he couldn't see it at all. Beauty was beauty, but more majesty.

Ling Wang Feng thought of Wu Zetian in his previous life. With the blessing of this status and strength, it was enough to make people forget her beauty.

She was only overwhelmed by her majesty and manners.

The three next to him were also wearing splendid golden robes, with a huge gemstone with sharp edges and corners inlaid on their chests, symbolizing the status of Titled Douluo.

Naturally, only Titled Douluo is qualified to wear this kind of dress. In order, Ghost Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Sword Douluo.

Although Sword Douluo is a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he is also an honorary elder of the Spirit Hall, and generally does not participate in the affairs of the Spirit Hall, but is just a name.

The other two Titled Douluos were not the same as when they attacked them in the first place.

Chrysanthemum Douluo looks a little girlish, and his skin is very fair and tender, and his skin is better maintained than a girl's. And although Ghost Douluo was wearing a golden dress, his face was wrapped in a mist, like a mosaic, making it completely unclear what he looked like.

The last person was Ning Fengzhi. He was not a Titled Douluo, but with his status, he was naturally qualified to come out with the Pope.

(End of this chapter)