Chapter 15: Ju Douluo’s ability to make up stories is quite impressive
But it turns out that Ju Ghost Douluo was happy too early.
Perhaps it was the low-key and calm attitude of the white-haired boy along the way, as well as his polite attitude toward others, that made them subconsciously ignore certain established terrifying realities.
For example, this child actually has level 15 soul power.
For another example, this child is only six years old this year.
as well as
"Hahahahaha, did you two eat the poisonous mushrooms in the Star Dou Forest? Can a three-year-old child say this even if you don't believe it?"
If something is too outrageous, no one will believe it unless they see it with their own eyes.
Above the main square of Wuhun City, in the clouds.
The extremely majestic main hall is located in it, resplendent and golden, looming in the clouds and mist, surrounded by huge palace buildings.
The Pope's Palace!
The sacred place in the hearts of all soul masters in Douluo Continent.
That is the supreme center of power, the pinnacle of strength, the orthodoxy of soul masters.
At this moment, bursts of laughter came from this glorious hall.
The clear floor was like a fine mirror, reflecting the flow patterns of the murals. The glazed tiles were very transparent, but not dazzling. Several people were divided into two rows and stood one after another. Even so, the hall still seemed a little empty.
To keep the laughter echoing.
"Six years old and level 15 soul power? A thousand-year soul ring, four soul skills, and proficient in so many skills, Yue Guan, Ghost. I think you two should stop being in charge of criminal law and make up stories. You are definitely good at it."
"Hahahaha, yes, you might as well say that he became a titled Douluo at the age of sixteen and a god at the age of eighteen. It's almost the same anyway, hahahaha."
Countless well-meaning, malicious, and even ridicules with ulterior motives followed one after another, and the air was filled with joy.
Of course, as the two protagonists, they were in a bad mood.
In the center of the hall, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo stood there, the expressions on their faces extremely embarrassing.
Seeing that the ridicule intensified, Yue Guan gritted his teeth, his snow-white neck flushed red, and finally couldn't help it, and said angrily, "Is that child so talented? You can tell at a glance. Do you think we will let it go?" Is this a lie that can be exposed easily?"
The ghost didn't speak, just nodded silently, and then secretly remembered those who laughed at them.
"His Majesty the Pope, I request to bring that child over now to show you what a true genius is!!"
Yue Guan glanced at everyone with hatred, bowed his hands, and turned his gaze to the top, the beautiful woman leaning on the Pope's throne.
The latter closed her eyes to rest, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if the ridicule and arguments present had nothing to do with her.
"No, Elder Ju, I am not a villain who can judge a gentleman's heart. It seems that some forbidden drugs can also achieve such effects, but the duration of such forbidden drugs usually does not last long."
The speaker was a handsomely dressed young man.
The young man didn't look very big, but he was wearing a light gray robe that represented worship. His left eye was covered with ice and snow, and he had a faint smile on his face.
He glanced at Ju Douluo and said softly.
"you"
Yueguan looked at the handsome young man angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Elder Guangling, what do you mean?"
"Literally speaking, Elder Ju's ability to understand words needs to be improved. Young people should do what young people should do. Don't be too ambitious. You can only deceive yourself and not others."
The latter smiled lightly, looked at the beautiful woman on the pope's throne, and meant something.
"Asshole, you."
At this moment, Yue Guan wanted to punch his handsome face hard, but he also knew that this was impossible.
Although he looks young, he is actually an old man in his nineties, and his strength and reputation are both above those of a young man like him.
What's even more troublesome is that this old guy is a staunch supporter of the Seraphim lineage and has always been quite dissatisfied with the Pope's high position, and such people account for the vast majority in Wuhun Palace.
If his hostility is too obvious, he will cause unnecessary trouble to His Majesty the Pope.
The old guy who pretends to be young will die sooner or later!
Cursing Guang Ling Douluo fiercely in his heart, Yue Guan took a deep breath and glanced at the other people in the hall, but a strange sneer appeared on his beautiful face.
If he is really lying, His Majesty the Pope will definitely be questioned this time.
But this time, you are going to be slapped in the face.
What is he laughing at?
Everyone present was a little confused.
How can you still laugh in this situation?
Light Ling Douluo frowned, feeling slightly uneasy in his heart.
Is it true?
No, it's impossible.
As a veteran titled Douluo, he also felt that Yue Guan was talking nonsense.
It was not the prejudice of opposing factions. On the contrary, when he heard Ju Douluo's description, he immediately deduced it over and over in his mind, until he denied the last possibility, he decided to stand up and not let go of this good opportunity to criticize Bibi Dong. .
Not only had he read Su Chen's information, but he was also quite familiar with it. As one of the three most awakened people in the Wuhun Palace, the information had been sent to him early.
From the first time the white-haired boy wet the bed to the time he started struggling to exercise, all the details were clearly investigated in the past few days, including Su Chen's father Su Xiao and his grandfather and ancestors.
Looking around, there are two words: ordinary.
My ancestors’ martial arts spirits were ordinary, their strength was ordinary, and their family background was ordinary.
Su Xiao was able to become a purple cardinal not because of his outstanding strength. To put it nicely, it was because he had enough experience. To put it bluntly, your family had been working for the Spirit Hall since your great-grandfather's generation, and they couldn't stand it anymore and gave you a purple cardinal.
Perhaps it was because he had been working diligently all the time. When it came to Su Chen's generation, his spirit had a rare mutation. Guangling Douluo couldn't find out what it was. After all, the continent was so big that the Spirit Hall was not omnipotent.
But the innate full soul power proved that it was not a weak spirit.
That white-haired boy was indeed very smart since he was a child and liked to think about exercising himself.
In general, he was a genius, and a rare precocious genius.
But genius does not mean that he can be as outrageous as Ju Douluo said. This simply subverted his cognition as a Titled Douluo.
Since you want to use this kid to enhance your prestige, I don't mind killing your spirit.
If it weren't for the order of the old Pope, who are you to sit in that position?
Guang Ling Douluo glanced at the beautiful woman on the Pope's throne, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
"Since Elder Ju is so sure, then bring her here. Whether she has any tricks, I think it will not escape the eyes of the elders."
A cold and lofty voice came from above and spread throughout the hall, and the noisy hall gradually quieted down.
Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes were calm, and she stared at Guang Ling's sharp eyes.
The depressing atmosphere instantly enveloped the hall, and everyone's face changed slightly, and they all lowered their heads.
After a while, Guang Ling Douluo's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head on his own initiative.
"The Pope has the final say."
"However, I have to say this in advance, Elder Ju, don't be a bluff."
"It's best to show what you said."
He looked at Ju Douluo, whose face was extremely ugly, and smiled faintly.
In just a few words, all the retreats were blocked.
"You humph!"
Ju Douluo could no longer suppress his anger, bowed to Bibi Dong, and walked out of the hall with Ghost Douluo without looking back.
He was afraid that he would not be able to help but fight with this old man who pretended to be young.
"Young people just have no patience, don't you think so, Your Holiness?"
Guang Ling Douluo sighed helplessly, but his brows slightly frowned.
Why do these two people look so confident? And Bibi Dong actually
He looked at the beautiful woman who continued to close her eyes and rest with some confusion.
Even at this point, after he blocked all the back roads, he was not panicked at all.
Could it be that the kid named Su Chen is really that powerful?
No, it's impossible, that can't exist.
Guang Ling Douluo exhaled lightly, shook his head, and confirmed his thoughts.
It must be some kind of scam, humph, Bibi Dong, just wait to shoot yourself in the foot!
