Chapter 81 The Golden Triangle? My son doesn’t even need such an awkward nickname.

Instructing the group of teenagers and girls who looked like they had been given blood to do the final training, the young man left the school and returned to the base.

He still needs to do further research on the fusion ring, and he also needs to continue trying to develop and train the immortal mode.

However, because natural energy can currently only be obtained from soul bones, the synthesized magical energy is also quite limited.

Every time he opened it, Su Chen felt extremely heartbroken.

The training immortal mode is no different from burning gold soul coins, there are hundreds of them every minute.

They were all obtained from other places through hard work. If you use one piece, you will lose one piece.

But there is nothing we can do about it. Since we have decided to go to the Star Forest on the way, it is better to adapt to this trump card as soon as possible.

There is also the Flying Thunder God, which is the key to his survival.

boom!

A buzzing explosion sounded in the training base, and the boy entered new training again.

At the same time, in Wuhun City Academy, Yin Luo's team was also training hard.

In the Tianshui Academy garrison, Qiu Ruolian and the girls tried new tactics, and from time to time they took out the ranking list and took a look at it, showing an expression of infatuation.

Where the blue electric Tyrannosaurus Rex was stationed, the long-haired boy laughed arrogantly, and thunderous thunder exploded, shattering everything around him. Yu Tianxin leaned on her face and looked on with envy.

In the garrison of the Star Luo Empire, the blond boy and the black-haired girl looked at each other tenderly and affectionately, their souls blending together.

Davis next to him had a look of disdain on his face, but would peek at him from time to time. Zhu Zhuyun hugged Davis's arm in envy, but did not push him away despite being disliked by the former.

All this happens in the areas of major powers.

The trading of information, the sale of soul tools and even soul bones is in full swing, and the torrents and undercurrents are all surging more crazily.

And in such a tense atmosphere, the day flew by.

There are only a few hours left before the game officially starts.

Late at night, Wuhun City.

Perhaps tomorrow is the day when the official competition begins, and this city that has been noisy for countless days has finally calmed down a little.

Although it was still very lively, it looked a bit like a normal city compared to the previous days.

Click——

In a hotel in an alley, a sneaky figure gently closed the door, turned sideways and held his breath for a while, listening.

Seeing no reaction from the woman inside, he breathed a sigh of relief and tiptoed away.

It wasn't until he walked under the streetlight that the figure straightened his back.

His face also emerged from the darkness.

It was Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang tidied her hair, smoothed the wrinkles of her new clothes, took pictures of the puddles on the roadside, and nodded contentedly.

Dong'er must have missed him very much when he saw him looking like he looked like more than ten years ago.

Yu Xiaogang couldn't wait to see the unrivaled beauty of the Pope holding him in his arms, and then he could comfort him and talk about the difficulties, and persuade Erlong and Dong'er to live in peace and embrace each other, and reach the pinnacle of life. !

Yes, this is the confidence that the name of the Golden Triangle brings to him.

When he thought of his happy life in Wuhun Palace, Yu Xiaogang felt like he could wake up from his dreams with a smile.

Just as he was walking happily towards the Wuhun Palace, he didn't notice that a pair of red eyes full of hatred were quietly staring at him.

"What, not allowed in?"

Yu Xiaogang stood at the foot of Wuhun Palace Mountain, frowning and looking at the white-clothed deacon in front of him.

"Do you know who I am?"

The deacon in white was also depressed because he couldn't go to the competition site for duty. He almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

"Who are you worshiping?"

He looked at the black-haired young man in front of him with a half-smile expression on his face.

"No."

"Then which elder must you be?"

"Not me either."

"Ah, I see, you must be a high-ranking consul in the Papal Palace!"

"This should have been counted before."

Yu Xiaogang stuttered in embarrassment.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I really have no official status?

"Well, you are neither this nor that. Then why should I know who you are?"

The deacon in white raised his voice a few degrees in vain and pointed to the sign in front, "Read the words on it for me!"

“Reception hours 9.00am-5.00pm”

Yu Xiaogang, who was startled, read it subconsciously.

"Then don't you look at what time it is now? Don't others need to rest?!!"

The deacon in white glared at Yu Xiaogang fiercely, ignored him, and returned to his seat.

Yu Xiaogang:? ? ?

He looked at the sign in confusion. How could he remember that there was no such thing before?

Speaking of reception hours, when did Wuhun Palace still have this kind of business?

"Huh, it looks like you are from out of town. It is said that this was His Royal Highness the Son's idea. It is said that getting close to the people properly can enhance cohesion and affinity."

The deacon in white glanced at the dumbfounded Yu Xiaogang, "But we don't understand this mysterious thing. We only know that with this rule, we can see the Pope crowning him every day."

"I didn't know before that our new Pope is such a good person, strong, beautiful, gentle and humble, and even personally guides us mud-legged people on cultivation issues."

A longing smile appeared on his face.

"It's worth dying to serve such a pope."

Wait wait wait! ! !

What is this and what is it?

After hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's brain went haywire.

There's nothing wrong with being strong and beautiful, but what about being gentle and humble?

Could he not know what kind of personality Bibi Dong has?

Also, where did the Son of God come from? How come he didn't know anything about it?

It must be that he had been away for too long. Has the Spirit Hall changed so much?

He shook his head, interrupted the white-clothed deacon who was sighing, and said seriously.

"I am Yu Xiaogang."

However, the expected scene of the other party's surprise and respectful release did not appear.

Instead, he was greeted with a pair of puzzled eyes.

"Which Yu Xiaogang is it?"

The white-clothed deacon thought for a long time but couldn't remember who this was.

"The first person in the Wuhun world in theory, Master!"

Yu Xiaogang was immediately anxious. He grabbed the white-clothed deacon, "Do you know the Wisdom Corner in the Golden Iron Triangle?"

"I haven't heard of it. Alas, are you annoying? I told you to come back tomorrow morning and someone will receive you."

The white-clothed deacon impatiently shook him off and muttered as he walked away, "Nowadays, anything can be called a master. The Golden Iron Triangle, and the Wisdom Corner, how childish! My son doesn't even need such an awkward nickname."

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was like being hit hard.

He opened his mouth and suddenly remembered something. He took out a sign from his clothes and took two steps forward. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he was grabbed by a hand.

"There's no need to take out this thing, Mr. Yu."

A clear young voice came from behind him. Yu Xiaogang turned back in surprise and saw a pair of boys and girls slowly walking over.

The blonde girl was extremely beautiful, and her beautiful eyes looked at Yu Xiaogang with scrutiny.

The boy looked a little younger, with silver hair shining in the moonlight and black eyes with a strange smile.

"I'll take you up."