Chapter 150 Plan
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Hui Shuo Hua De Mo Wang
Inside the Pope's Basilica.
Bibi Dong's face was dull, and she was lying on her side on the chair. Her charming appearance made people want to walk in and kiss her.
"Did you understand what I just said?"
"Understood, Your Majesty the Pope."
"If Yi'er uses the weapon soul's true form again, you can just use my method. Of course, you are not allowed to harm the life of anyone in Shrek Academy, especially Yi'er."
Xie Yue was a little confused, "His Majesty the Pope, since we are not allowed to harm the Holy Son, why do you still tell us this method?"
Bibi Dong said calmly: "Yi'er is the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. He also has many flaws. My purpose is to let Yi'er find his own flaws in the battle instead of blindly paying for it. The seven-in-one fusion skill is indeed powerful. No one in the world has ever succeeded in using the real body of the weapon soul that Yi'er has used. I want to use this method to let Yi'er know that in the face of absolute power, this situation is the most dangerous."
Hu Liena looked at her teacher. Her senior brother's achievements were absolutely unprecedented. Why did the teacher still do this? Did she really want her senior brother to become a person without any weaknesses?
Yue Guan came to a few people and chuckled: "You should understand what this competition means. The Holy Son is currently in Shrek Academy, not Wuhundian Academy. Therefore, the Pope's order is for you to complete the entire competition. The champion of the mainland's elite soul master competition brings glory to the Wuhun Palace."
"Elder Ju, will His Royal Highness the Holy Son blame us..."
Yue Guan chuckled, "Just take care of yourself first. You have also heard about the strength of the Holy Son. If he was defeated so easily, it would be impossible for him to achieve such achievements. With a 10-year soul ring, even a titled Douluo There are only a handful of them, His Royal Highness the Holy Son is a genius that is unique among all, and we hope that His Highness the Holy Son will win but we don’t want him to win.”
"So you still need to look at yourselves. No matter which side wins, it will be completely beneficial to our Wuhun Palace. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Elder Ju."
"Also, Saint, this is not only your chance to become famous, but also about the ownership of the three soul bones. With so many senior soul master academies from the Qibao Glazed Sect watching, Wuhun Palace cannot break its promise. "
The ghost took a step forward and stared coldly at the people in front of him. "This is a reward for you, but it is also a pressure for you. If you lose, I will throw you to the Lost Grand Canyon to practice for three years!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Wuhundian Academy looked horrified. You must know that in this ghostly place called the Wandering Canyon, there are countless soul beasts, and they are all violent things. I am afraid that only ghosts can survive.
"Look at you like this! The Holy Son entered this place for training when he was three years old. At that time, he didn't have any martial spirit at all. He could only kill the spirit beast with a dagger. You can imagine, a dagger, in How terrifying it is for a child to survive in the Grand Canyon for three years!"
"What, you mean, where has the Son been?"
Ju Huaguan smiled and said, "Of course, the Holy Son experienced such hardships at a very young age. Otherwise, why would he become His Highness the Holy Son? This is the key. If you want to become famous, you have to win!"
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son is not as simple as you think. On the road, he was once chased by a titled Douluo, but with the strength of his body, he was able to support me and the old ghost. You can imagine how powerful the Holy Son is. , he has been away from Wuhun Palace for eight years, it is normal for you not to know, but I will tell you today, except for Titled Douluo, I have never seen anyone who can kill the Holy Son!"
Bibi Dong smiled slightly, "Okay, you all go down. You are not allowed to mention this matter to anyone, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."
Watching Hu Liena and others leaving, Yueguan turned around and said, "His Majesty the Pope, why don't you let them realize the gap between themselves and the Holy Son?"
"The Golden Generation of Wuhun Palace has never been defeated. Telling them like this will only arouse their warlike hearts. There is no use in telling them."
"This………"
Yue Guan nodded slightly after hearing this. Yes, for a team that has never experienced failure, this kind of intimidation is of no use at all.
"His Majesty the Pope, I see your expression, is it because you are worried?"
"What I'm worried about isn't the Shrek Seven Devils. Except for Yi'er, those little guys haven't been truly developed yet. There's only one person that worries me the most, and that's the Master."
A hint of murderous intent flashed in the ghost's eyes, "Why don't you let me kill him! Even if the Poison Douluo is standing guard, I'm [-]% sure to kill him with one strike!"
Bibi Dong said calmly: "If you were so sure, Yi'er would not have been invested by the evil soul master in the first place. You have forgotten what the teacher taught you back then. A lion must fight a rabbit with all his strength. You have been delayed for too long on the road, and you are almost in danger." Let me, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, lose his life, and I haven’t made this clear to you yet!”
The ghost hurriedly lowered his head. He was indeed delayed for some time due to a small matter on the way, so he didn't arrive as soon as possible.
"Underestimating the enemy's carelessness is a taboo for military strategists!"
"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."
"If an honorary elder dies easily in Wuhun City, Wuhun Palace will lose face. Moreover, he is from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family. Remember, no one is allowed to attack him without my order from now on. Of course, If he harms Yi'er, let's talk about it separately."
"Yes."
"It's late at night, please retreat first."
"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."
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In another separate room, Su Yi sat cross-legged on the sofa, and the spiritual energy around him continued to condense at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It is absorbed into the body as Su Yi breathes it out.
I don't know how much time passed before Su Yi woke up from practicing. After an afternoon of practicing, the soul power in his body has almost recovered. There should be no big problem tomorrow morning.
Even the scar on the chest is still so scary.
Modi's martial spirit is an ancient species. Anyone who is injured will bleed and eventually die of poison. Even a small wound cannot guarantee the opponent's life.
This is why all Titled Douluo don't want to confront him, they are just afraid of being contaminated by the poison, because this poison is so terrifying, even Dugu Bo is just a shoe in front of him, it is difficult to completely suppress it It's hard.
Su Yi loosened the gauze wrapped around his body and applied medicine again. He thought that this minor injury would recover in just a few days, but it seemed that he had miscalculated. It would take at least a month to fully integrate.
Bibi Dong's face was dull, and she was lying on her side on the chair. Her charming appearance made people want to walk in and kiss her.
"Did you understand what I just said?"
"Understood, Your Majesty the Pope."
"If Yi'er uses the weapon soul's true form again, you can just use my method. Of course, you are not allowed to harm the life of anyone in Shrek Academy, especially Yi'er."
Xie Yue was a little confused, "His Majesty the Pope, since we are not allowed to harm the Holy Son, why do you still tell us this method?"
Bibi Dong said calmly: "Yi'er is the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. He also has many flaws. My purpose is to let Yi'er find his own flaws in the battle instead of blindly paying for it. The seven-in-one fusion skill is indeed powerful. No one in the world has ever succeeded in using the real body of the weapon soul that Yi'er has used. I want to use this method to let Yi'er know that in the face of absolute power, this situation is the most dangerous."
Hu Liena looked at her teacher. Her senior brother's achievements were absolutely unprecedented. Why did the teacher still do this? Did she really want her senior brother to become a person without any weaknesses?
Yue Guan came to a few people and chuckled: "You should understand what this competition means. The Holy Son is currently in Shrek Academy, not Wuhundian Academy. Therefore, the Pope's order is for you to complete the entire competition. The champion of the mainland's elite soul master competition brings glory to the Wuhun Palace."
"Elder Ju, will His Royal Highness the Holy Son blame us..."
Yue Guan chuckled, "Just take care of yourself first. You have also heard about the strength of the Holy Son. If he was defeated so easily, it would be impossible for him to achieve such achievements. With a 10-year soul ring, even a titled Douluo There are only a handful of them, His Royal Highness the Holy Son is a genius that is unique among all, and we hope that His Highness the Holy Son will win but we don’t want him to win.”
"So you still need to look at yourselves. No matter which side wins, it will be completely beneficial to our Wuhun Palace. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Elder Ju."
"Also, Saint, this is not only your chance to become famous, but also about the ownership of the three soul bones. With so many senior soul master academies from the Qibao Glazed Sect watching, Wuhun Palace cannot break its promise. "
The ghost took a step forward and stared coldly at the people in front of him. "This is a reward for you, but it is also a pressure for you. If you lose, I will throw you to the Lost Grand Canyon to practice for three years!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Wuhundian Academy looked horrified. You must know that in this ghostly place called the Wandering Canyon, there are countless soul beasts, and they are all violent things. I am afraid that only ghosts can survive.
"Look at you like this! The Holy Son entered this place for training when he was three years old. At that time, he didn't have any martial spirit at all. He could only kill the spirit beast with a dagger. You can imagine, a dagger, in How terrifying it is for a child to survive in the Grand Canyon for three years!"
"What, you mean, where has the Son been?"
Ju Huaguan smiled and said, "Of course, the Holy Son experienced such hardships at a very young age. Otherwise, why would he become His Highness the Holy Son? This is the key. If you want to become famous, you have to win!"
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son is not as simple as you think. On the road, he was once chased by a titled Douluo, but with the strength of his body, he was able to support me and the old ghost. You can imagine how powerful the Holy Son is. , he has been away from Wuhun Palace for eight years, it is normal for you not to know, but I will tell you today, except for Titled Douluo, I have never seen anyone who can kill the Holy Son!"
Bibi Dong smiled slightly, "Okay, you all go down. You are not allowed to mention this matter to anyone, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."
Watching Hu Liena and others leaving, Yueguan turned around and said, "His Majesty the Pope, why don't you let them realize the gap between themselves and the Holy Son?"
"The Golden Generation of Wuhun Palace has never been defeated. Telling them like this will only arouse their warlike hearts. There is no use in telling them."
"This………"
Yue Guan nodded slightly after hearing this. Yes, for a team that has never experienced failure, this kind of intimidation is of no use at all.
"His Majesty the Pope, I see your expression, is it because you are worried?"
"What I'm worried about isn't the Shrek Seven Devils. Except for Yi'er, those little guys haven't been truly developed yet. There's only one person that worries me the most, and that's the Master."
A hint of murderous intent flashed in the ghost's eyes, "Why don't you let me kill him! Even if the Poison Douluo is standing guard, I'm [-]% sure to kill him with one strike!"
Bibi Dong said calmly: "If you were so sure, Yi'er would not have been invested by the evil soul master in the first place. You have forgotten what the teacher taught you back then. A lion must fight a rabbit with all his strength. You have been delayed for too long on the road, and you are almost in danger." Let me, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, lose his life, and I haven’t made this clear to you yet!”
The ghost hurriedly lowered his head. He was indeed delayed for some time due to a small matter on the way, so he didn't arrive as soon as possible.
"Underestimating the enemy's carelessness is a taboo for military strategists!"
"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."
"If an honorary elder dies easily in Wuhun City, Wuhun Palace will lose face. Moreover, he is from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family. Remember, no one is allowed to attack him without my order from now on. Of course, If he harms Yi'er, let's talk about it separately."
"Yes."
"It's late at night, please retreat first."
"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope."
.....................
In another separate room, Su Yi sat cross-legged on the sofa, and the spiritual energy around him continued to condense at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It is absorbed into the body as Su Yi breathes it out.
I don't know how much time passed before Su Yi woke up from practicing. After an afternoon of practicing, the soul power in his body has almost recovered. There should be no big problem tomorrow morning.
Even the scar on the chest is still so scary.
Modi's martial spirit is an ancient species. Anyone who is injured will bleed and eventually die of poison. Even a small wound cannot guarantee the opponent's life.
This is why all Titled Douluo don't want to confront him, they are just afraid of being contaminated by the poison, because this poison is so terrifying, even Dugu Bo is just a shoe in front of him, it is difficult to completely suppress it It's hard.
Su Yi loosened the gauze wrapped around his body and applied medicine again. He thought that this minor injury would recover in just a few days, but it seemed that he had miscalculated. It would take at least a month to fully integrate.
