Chapter 217 The Ridiculous Master
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Pan Shi Kai Hua
Chapter 217 The Ridiculous Master
"Sect Master Ning is right. Xiao San, we can leave the rest of the competition to us. Don't worry, with Brother Feng here, the champion will definitely be ours." Next to him, Dai Mubai also joined the ranks of persuasion.
"Third Brother, how about we go back!" Xiao Wu also looked at Tang San worriedly.
It doesn't matter if she herself is in danger, but she can't let Tang San also fall into danger.
In her capacity, if it wasn't for Tang San, she might have left quietly long ago.
But Tang San lowered his head and pondered for a moment, but raised his head resolutely, looked at everyone moved, and then said to Ning Fengzhi: "Uncle Ning, thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to give up the finals."
"Shrek Academy has reached this point in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. If I abandon my teammates because of my personal safety, then I will never forgive myself."
"You all know that if a person has a knot in his heart, then his future cultivation will not be so smooth. Therefore, even for myself, I must participate in this finals."
Tang San's face was determined, obviously, he said so, and he also thought so in his heart.
"Besides, didn't you just say, Uncle Ning, before the end of the competition, the Hall of Spirits probably won't attack us anymore. After the competition is over, I will find a deep mountain forest and practice in closed doors. No one will find me of."
"Well, it seems that your personality is exactly the same as your father's when he was young, and you are so stubborn." Ning Fengzhi sighed, but deep in his eyes, there was a flash of appreciation.
Sure enough, this is what Tang Hao's son should look like.
"Uncle Ning, do you know my father?" Tang San was taken aback, looking at Ning Fengzhi expectantly.
"Naturally, from the moment you revealed your Haotian Hammer, I knew your true identity." Ning Fengzhi nodded calmly.
"Then do you know about my father?" Tang San asked.
"I don't know either." Ning Fengzhi shook his head, and gave Tang San a strange look, "Why, don't you and your father have contact?"
"No!" Tang San showed a disappointed expression, "I haven't heard from Dad for many years, and I don't know where he went."
Thinking of his father, a deep thought flashed in Tang San's eyes.
"Maybe, your father has something important to do! Don't worry, with your father's strength, no one in the world can hurt him." Ning Fengzhi had no choice but to comfort him like this.
"I see." Even though he didn't hear from his father, Tang San still thanked Ning Feng.
"It's nothing, I'll help you pay attention." Ning Fengzhi smiled gently: "Since you have already made up your mind, then I won't persuade you any more, just let me know, Uncle will try his best to protect your safety."
When he said these words, Ning Fengzhi didn't have any sense of utilitarianism, this was just as an elder, he cared for the younger generation.
"Thank you, Uncle Ning." Tang San was moved, if it wasn't for the Clear Sky Hammer, he would even be ready to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
On the other side, in front of the Spirit Hall.
The master is alone and appears here.
"Stop, who are you, don't you know it's forbidden to approach here, take a step forward, shoot and kill."
Two temple knights in silver armor blocked the Grandmaster's way. Behind him, more than 100 knights raised their knight swords in unison, aiming their swords at the Grandmaster.
The master glanced at them indifferently, raised his hand, and showed the token in his hand.
This token is exactly the one that Tang Hao gave him back then.
Seeing the token with six patterns engraved in the master's hand, the first knight shuddered and knelt on the ground with a plop, "See the elder."
Behind him, hundreds of knights guarding the temple followed closely and made the same movement.
"Take me to see the Pope." The master didn't care about them, but just ordered lightly.
In less than half an hour, Grandmaster was brought to the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace, quietly waiting for Bibi Dong's arrival.
At this time, the door of the meeting hall was opened, and a stunning beauty walked in from the outside.
She was not tall, dressed in a luxurious black robe inlaid with gold patterns, wearing a nine-curved purple gold crown, and holding a two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless precious stones.
With fair skin and an almost perfect face, no man would be able to move his eyes away when he saw it.
The same is true for Grandmaster, when he saw someone coming in, his gaze was instantly fixed on her. In that gaze, there was apology, memory, and calmness.
"You're here." A hint of confusion flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.
"Yes, I'm here, are you okay?" Grandmaster asked dryly, although he knew in his heart that it must be wrong to come to see Bibi Dong today.
But for Tang San, he had to come, twin spirits are not so easy to cultivate.
In this world, the only person who has successfully cultivated twin martial souls is Bibi Dong.
"What's wrong."
A faint smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face, "As the ruler of the Spirit Hall, with the status above ten thousand people, even if the emperors of the two empires see me, they will still be courteous to me. You say I will have a hard time okay?"
"Bibi Dong, I..."
"Hehe, Bibi Dong, this name is not what you should be called. Now, please call me His Majesty the Pope, I am not the silly Bibi Dong back then."
Before the master finished speaking, Bibi Dong interrupted.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope." There was a flash of pain in the master's eyes, he took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart.
"Tell me, why did you come to see me? It seems like we haven't seen each other for more than 20 years!" Bibi Dong looked at the master expressionlessly.
"Your Majesty, I came to you to ask for something." The master clenched his hands tightly, his nails digging into his flesh, if it wasn't for Tang San, he might not be able to stay any longer.
"Hehe, you actually ask for help, this is not your style!" Bibi Dong looked at the master in surprise, as if surprised by the change of the master.
The master was silent and did not speak.
"Then tell me, there is something you want from me." Bibi Dong lifted her neck, regained her emotions, and the majesty of the Pope came over her face.
"I want to know how you got over the difficulty of twin martial souls." The master asked calmly.
"Hehe, I heard that you have taken in a disciple who has twin martial souls. You must be here for him!" Bibi Dong asked calmly.
The master was not surprised that Bibi Dong knew about Tang San, but instead replied seriously: "Yes, his name is Tang San, this child has the same twin martial souls as you, I hope that he can be cultivated into a strong By."
"It's a joke, do you think I will let you cultivate a strong man to fight against me?" Bibi Dong looked at the master with a sarcasm.
At this moment, she discovered that the person he had admired so much was actually so naive.
Naive - ridiculous.
(End of this chapter)
"Sect Master Ning is right. Xiao San, we can leave the rest of the competition to us. Don't worry, with Brother Feng here, the champion will definitely be ours." Next to him, Dai Mubai also joined the ranks of persuasion.
"Third Brother, how about we go back!" Xiao Wu also looked at Tang San worriedly.
It doesn't matter if she herself is in danger, but she can't let Tang San also fall into danger.
In her capacity, if it wasn't for Tang San, she might have left quietly long ago.
But Tang San lowered his head and pondered for a moment, but raised his head resolutely, looked at everyone moved, and then said to Ning Fengzhi: "Uncle Ning, thank you for your kindness, but I don't want to give up the finals."
"Shrek Academy has reached this point in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. If I abandon my teammates because of my personal safety, then I will never forgive myself."
"You all know that if a person has a knot in his heart, then his future cultivation will not be so smooth. Therefore, even for myself, I must participate in this finals."
Tang San's face was determined, obviously, he said so, and he also thought so in his heart.
"Besides, didn't you just say, Uncle Ning, before the end of the competition, the Hall of Spirits probably won't attack us anymore. After the competition is over, I will find a deep mountain forest and practice in closed doors. No one will find me of."
"Well, it seems that your personality is exactly the same as your father's when he was young, and you are so stubborn." Ning Fengzhi sighed, but deep in his eyes, there was a flash of appreciation.
Sure enough, this is what Tang Hao's son should look like.
"Uncle Ning, do you know my father?" Tang San was taken aback, looking at Ning Fengzhi expectantly.
"Naturally, from the moment you revealed your Haotian Hammer, I knew your true identity." Ning Fengzhi nodded calmly.
"Then do you know about my father?" Tang San asked.
"I don't know either." Ning Fengzhi shook his head, and gave Tang San a strange look, "Why, don't you and your father have contact?"
"No!" Tang San showed a disappointed expression, "I haven't heard from Dad for many years, and I don't know where he went."
Thinking of his father, a deep thought flashed in Tang San's eyes.
"Maybe, your father has something important to do! Don't worry, with your father's strength, no one in the world can hurt him." Ning Fengzhi had no choice but to comfort him like this.
"I see." Even though he didn't hear from his father, Tang San still thanked Ning Feng.
"It's nothing, I'll help you pay attention." Ning Fengzhi smiled gently: "Since you have already made up your mind, then I won't persuade you any more, just let me know, Uncle will try his best to protect your safety."
When he said these words, Ning Fengzhi didn't have any sense of utilitarianism, this was just as an elder, he cared for the younger generation.
"Thank you, Uncle Ning." Tang San was moved, if it wasn't for the Clear Sky Hammer, he would even be ready to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
On the other side, in front of the Spirit Hall.
The master is alone and appears here.
"Stop, who are you, don't you know it's forbidden to approach here, take a step forward, shoot and kill."
Two temple knights in silver armor blocked the Grandmaster's way. Behind him, more than 100 knights raised their knight swords in unison, aiming their swords at the Grandmaster.
The master glanced at them indifferently, raised his hand, and showed the token in his hand.
This token is exactly the one that Tang Hao gave him back then.
Seeing the token with six patterns engraved in the master's hand, the first knight shuddered and knelt on the ground with a plop, "See the elder."
Behind him, hundreds of knights guarding the temple followed closely and made the same movement.
"Take me to see the Pope." The master didn't care about them, but just ordered lightly.
In less than half an hour, Grandmaster was brought to the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace, quietly waiting for Bibi Dong's arrival.
At this time, the door of the meeting hall was opened, and a stunning beauty walked in from the outside.
She was not tall, dressed in a luxurious black robe inlaid with gold patterns, wearing a nine-curved purple gold crown, and holding a two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless precious stones.
With fair skin and an almost perfect face, no man would be able to move his eyes away when he saw it.
The same is true for Grandmaster, when he saw someone coming in, his gaze was instantly fixed on her. In that gaze, there was apology, memory, and calmness.
"You're here." A hint of confusion flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.
"Yes, I'm here, are you okay?" Grandmaster asked dryly, although he knew in his heart that it must be wrong to come to see Bibi Dong today.
But for Tang San, he had to come, twin spirits are not so easy to cultivate.
In this world, the only person who has successfully cultivated twin martial souls is Bibi Dong.
"What's wrong."
A faint smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face, "As the ruler of the Spirit Hall, with the status above ten thousand people, even if the emperors of the two empires see me, they will still be courteous to me. You say I will have a hard time okay?"
"Bibi Dong, I..."
"Hehe, Bibi Dong, this name is not what you should be called. Now, please call me His Majesty the Pope, I am not the silly Bibi Dong back then."
Before the master finished speaking, Bibi Dong interrupted.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope." There was a flash of pain in the master's eyes, he took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart.
"Tell me, why did you come to see me? It seems like we haven't seen each other for more than 20 years!" Bibi Dong looked at the master expressionlessly.
"Your Majesty, I came to you to ask for something." The master clenched his hands tightly, his nails digging into his flesh, if it wasn't for Tang San, he might not be able to stay any longer.
"Hehe, you actually ask for help, this is not your style!" Bibi Dong looked at the master in surprise, as if surprised by the change of the master.
The master was silent and did not speak.
"Then tell me, there is something you want from me." Bibi Dong lifted her neck, regained her emotions, and the majesty of the Pope came over her face.
"I want to know how you got over the difficulty of twin martial souls." The master asked calmly.
"Hehe, I heard that you have taken in a disciple who has twin martial souls. You must be here for him!" Bibi Dong asked calmly.
The master was not surprised that Bibi Dong knew about Tang San, but instead replied seriously: "Yes, his name is Tang San, this child has the same twin martial souls as you, I hope that he can be cultivated into a strong By."
"It's a joke, do you think I will let you cultivate a strong man to fight against me?" Bibi Dong looked at the master with a sarcasm.
At this moment, she discovered that the person he had admired so much was actually so naive.
Naive - ridiculous.
(End of this chapter)
