Chapter 146 Game 1, Tiandao Team vs. Wuhun Palace Battle
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Xiao Lao Di Lai Ye
The atmosphere at the scene instantly fell to freezing point.
In full view of everyone, Bibi Dong stretched out her hand to stop Ju Douluo, looked at Tang San with easy eyes, and said:
"Looking like this, you really have some of the arrogance he once had!"
Hearing Bibi Dong talking directly to Tang San loudly, everyone present looked strange.
Could it be that the Pope and Teacher Tang San knew each other?
Without waiting for anyone to think too much, Bibi Dong turned his attention to Chen Feng again and said:
"Why don't you kneel?"
Her eyes were calm, as if she was just curious.
Could it be that the grandson of Sword Douluo in front of him was also proud?
Chen Feng smiled slightly and said loudly:
"All living beings are equal, why should we kneel down?"
Thinking of this, he turned his eyes directly to Zhao Wuji and the others, and scolded:
"Stand up! Don't kneel!"
As soon as this statement came out, tens of thousands of people were in an uproar!
In front of the Pope's Palace, in front of everyone in the Wuhun Palace, tell the soul masters not to kneel?
How much courage and courage this must be!
But while they were shocked, their knees were still weak.
It's not that easy to stand up!
Seeing this, Chen Feng shook his head slightly, these people were really servile to the core.
But sometimes you can't blame them. In this continent, status is inherently linked to strength.
If you are a Titled Douluo, you will naturally not kneel before the Pope.
But this definitely does not include Chen Feng!
At this time, Ju Douluo's face turned red and he was very angry.
The Pope doesn't care about Tang San and others, but why should you, a little soul sect?
What this offended was the majesty of Wuhun Palace!
Even in front of Sword Douluo, Ju Douluo still scolded:
"If you don't kneel when you see the Pope, do you think you have the status of the Spirit Hall?"
Facing the overwhelming pressure, Chen Feng's expression remained normal and he said slowly:
"You, Ju Douluo, can refrain from kneeling, and Shrek and everyone else can refrain from kneeling, so why do you have to kneel when you come to my place!"
"Is it because my strength is not as good as your Juhuaguan?"
These words immediately caused a stir.
The faces of the soul masters who were watching were filled with shock.
"What?! Are the rumors true?"
"Chen Feng can really compare with Ju Douluo?"
"No? How is this possible!"
"Am I the only one who wonders why he said no kneeling?"
"..."
Everyone around was talking a lot, and the soul masters in Wuhun Hall had anger in their eyes.
Hearing this, Ju Douluo's eyes widened in anger, his soul power surged around his body, and he was about to take action immediately!
Just at this moment, a cold snort came.
Sword Douluo's eyes were sharp and he said slowly:
"Xiaoju, you did something to my grandson? Have you ever taken me seriously?"
Feeling a powerful sword intent, Ju Douluo instantly withered.
Under Sword Douluo, it's hard to say whether he can withstand even one move!
But this does not prevent him from targeting.
The next moment, Ju Douluo turned his eyes to the Pope and said respectfully:
"Your Holiness, that Chen Feng was disrespectful to Wuhun Palace, please punish him!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi looked strange.
He vaguely knew why Tang San didn't kneel down. He could invent the Zhuge Divine Crossbow at such a young age, and he was so arrogant.
Coupled with some rumors about the master and the pope, not kneeling is considered normal.
But you, Chen Feng, dare not to kneel down?
That means that Wuhun Palace is completely ignored!
Hearing Ju Douluo's Gonghuo, Sword Douluo Chenxin also spoke in time and said with a smile:
"His Majesty the Pope, my grandson has been aloof and arrogant ever since he joined the Qibao Glazed Sect, so he left the sect and established the Seven Killing Sword Sect!"
"Today he is still unkind. Please, Your Majesty the Pope, please do not blame him."
Although he said so, the look he looked at Chen Feng was full of appreciation!
This is what a swordsman should do!
Move forward bravely, and would rather break than bend!
But the rest of the people frowned.
<divclass="contentadv">Sword Douluo even spoke in person, it was really difficult!
As the pinnacle Douluo with the strongest attack power in the entire continent, Chen Xin has to be given some face even by the Spirit Hall.
At this moment, Bibi Dong was looking at Chen Feng with interest, a meaningful smile appearing in her beautiful eyes.
Then, he nodded, lightly opened his red lips and said:
"Very good. As the grandson of Sword Douluo, it is indeed unprecedented for him to reach this point."
"And the Tiandao team is also the team with the highest voice in this competition and deserves some special treatment."
Then, she turned her eyes to the tens of thousands of soul masters like a sea, and said:
"Be flat!"
After the words fell, those kneeling on the ground stood up one after another.
Immediately, Bibi Dong waved her scepter, and a dazzling light shot out.
Three soul bones were suspended in the air out of thin air.
This is the reward for the champion of the Soul Master Competition, three soul bones!
They are, respectively, the fiery red left arm bone, the faint blue spiritual condensed skull, and the dark green left leg bone.
The light of the three soul bones is so dazzling that even soul masters thousands of meters away can clearly see it.
The scene immediately erupted with exclamations of exclamation.
Everyone's eyes were extremely hot. If the situation didn't allow it, they couldn't help but rush forward to snatch it!
The appeal of soul bones in the world of soul masters goes without saying.
On the Tiandao team's side, Shui Yue'er's tears were almost streaming.
"Wow! Are these the three soul bones of the winner? If only you could give them to me!"
Even Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai and Shui Binger had fiery eyes.
Soul bones still have an unparalleled attraction for people like them who come from rich families.
"Huh?" At this time, Shui Yue'er said in surprise: "Brother Feng, why do you look like you don't care at all!"
Hearing this, the others all turned their gazes.
When he saw the disdain in Chen Feng's eyes, his face was stunned for a moment.
What's going on with Brother Feng?
Even if you don't desire soul bones that much, you wouldn't have this expression, right?
Why do you seem to hate soul bones?
Then, Zhu Zhuqing asked weakly: "Brother Feng, do you look down on these three soul bones?"
Chen Feng smiled and said, "With all due respect, I despise all soul bones."
"Ah?" The pretty faces of Zhu Zhuqing, Shui Bing'er and others were uncertain for a while.
Is there anyone who hates soul bones on this continent?
Only Shui Yue'er was very happy and said: "Great! All the soul bones that Brother Feng obtains from now on will belong to us!"
Thinking of this, she looked at the three soul bones in front of the Pope's Palace, and her mouth watered even more.
He looks like a little money-lover.
Chen Feng ignored Shui Yue'er, a heartless guy, but turned his eyes to everyone and said leisurely:
"I always feel that soul bones are not as simple as they seem. Maybe when they reach the highest level, they may be backlashed."
"Besides, I think my bones are the best."
Hearing this, everyone looked confused.
The highest level?
Even a titled Douluo cannot resist the temptation of soul bones!
How much higher does it need to be?
These words made them a little confused, but Chen Feng was too lazy to explain any more.
After a while.
The soul master finals have officially begun!
Representatives from all four teams came to the center of the square to draw lots.
The first game, the Tiandao team versus the Wuhundian team!
In full view of everyone, Bibi Dong stretched out her hand to stop Ju Douluo, looked at Tang San with easy eyes, and said:
"Looking like this, you really have some of the arrogance he once had!"
Hearing Bibi Dong talking directly to Tang San loudly, everyone present looked strange.
Could it be that the Pope and Teacher Tang San knew each other?
Without waiting for anyone to think too much, Bibi Dong turned his attention to Chen Feng again and said:
"Why don't you kneel?"
Her eyes were calm, as if she was just curious.
Could it be that the grandson of Sword Douluo in front of him was also proud?
Chen Feng smiled slightly and said loudly:
"All living beings are equal, why should we kneel down?"
Thinking of this, he turned his eyes directly to Zhao Wuji and the others, and scolded:
"Stand up! Don't kneel!"
As soon as this statement came out, tens of thousands of people were in an uproar!
In front of the Pope's Palace, in front of everyone in the Wuhun Palace, tell the soul masters not to kneel?
How much courage and courage this must be!
But while they were shocked, their knees were still weak.
It's not that easy to stand up!
Seeing this, Chen Feng shook his head slightly, these people were really servile to the core.
But sometimes you can't blame them. In this continent, status is inherently linked to strength.
If you are a Titled Douluo, you will naturally not kneel before the Pope.
But this definitely does not include Chen Feng!
At this time, Ju Douluo's face turned red and he was very angry.
The Pope doesn't care about Tang San and others, but why should you, a little soul sect?
What this offended was the majesty of Wuhun Palace!
Even in front of Sword Douluo, Ju Douluo still scolded:
"If you don't kneel when you see the Pope, do you think you have the status of the Spirit Hall?"
Facing the overwhelming pressure, Chen Feng's expression remained normal and he said slowly:
"You, Ju Douluo, can refrain from kneeling, and Shrek and everyone else can refrain from kneeling, so why do you have to kneel when you come to my place!"
"Is it because my strength is not as good as your Juhuaguan?"
These words immediately caused a stir.
The faces of the soul masters who were watching were filled with shock.
"What?! Are the rumors true?"
"Chen Feng can really compare with Ju Douluo?"
"No? How is this possible!"
"Am I the only one who wonders why he said no kneeling?"
"..."
Everyone around was talking a lot, and the soul masters in Wuhun Hall had anger in their eyes.
Hearing this, Ju Douluo's eyes widened in anger, his soul power surged around his body, and he was about to take action immediately!
Just at this moment, a cold snort came.
Sword Douluo's eyes were sharp and he said slowly:
"Xiaoju, you did something to my grandson? Have you ever taken me seriously?"
Feeling a powerful sword intent, Ju Douluo instantly withered.
Under Sword Douluo, it's hard to say whether he can withstand even one move!
But this does not prevent him from targeting.
The next moment, Ju Douluo turned his eyes to the Pope and said respectfully:
"Your Holiness, that Chen Feng was disrespectful to Wuhun Palace, please punish him!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi looked strange.
He vaguely knew why Tang San didn't kneel down. He could invent the Zhuge Divine Crossbow at such a young age, and he was so arrogant.
Coupled with some rumors about the master and the pope, not kneeling is considered normal.
But you, Chen Feng, dare not to kneel down?
That means that Wuhun Palace is completely ignored!
Hearing Ju Douluo's Gonghuo, Sword Douluo Chenxin also spoke in time and said with a smile:
"His Majesty the Pope, my grandson has been aloof and arrogant ever since he joined the Qibao Glazed Sect, so he left the sect and established the Seven Killing Sword Sect!"
"Today he is still unkind. Please, Your Majesty the Pope, please do not blame him."
Although he said so, the look he looked at Chen Feng was full of appreciation!
This is what a swordsman should do!
Move forward bravely, and would rather break than bend!
But the rest of the people frowned.
<divclass="contentadv">Sword Douluo even spoke in person, it was really difficult!
As the pinnacle Douluo with the strongest attack power in the entire continent, Chen Xin has to be given some face even by the Spirit Hall.
At this moment, Bibi Dong was looking at Chen Feng with interest, a meaningful smile appearing in her beautiful eyes.
Then, he nodded, lightly opened his red lips and said:
"Very good. As the grandson of Sword Douluo, it is indeed unprecedented for him to reach this point."
"And the Tiandao team is also the team with the highest voice in this competition and deserves some special treatment."
Then, she turned her eyes to the tens of thousands of soul masters like a sea, and said:
"Be flat!"
After the words fell, those kneeling on the ground stood up one after another.
Immediately, Bibi Dong waved her scepter, and a dazzling light shot out.
Three soul bones were suspended in the air out of thin air.
This is the reward for the champion of the Soul Master Competition, three soul bones!
They are, respectively, the fiery red left arm bone, the faint blue spiritual condensed skull, and the dark green left leg bone.
The light of the three soul bones is so dazzling that even soul masters thousands of meters away can clearly see it.
The scene immediately erupted with exclamations of exclamation.
Everyone's eyes were extremely hot. If the situation didn't allow it, they couldn't help but rush forward to snatch it!
The appeal of soul bones in the world of soul masters goes without saying.
On the Tiandao team's side, Shui Yue'er's tears were almost streaming.
"Wow! Are these the three soul bones of the winner? If only you could give them to me!"
Even Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Mubai and Shui Binger had fiery eyes.
Soul bones still have an unparalleled attraction for people like them who come from rich families.
"Huh?" At this time, Shui Yue'er said in surprise: "Brother Feng, why do you look like you don't care at all!"
Hearing this, the others all turned their gazes.
When he saw the disdain in Chen Feng's eyes, his face was stunned for a moment.
What's going on with Brother Feng?
Even if you don't desire soul bones that much, you wouldn't have this expression, right?
Why do you seem to hate soul bones?
Then, Zhu Zhuqing asked weakly: "Brother Feng, do you look down on these three soul bones?"
Chen Feng smiled and said, "With all due respect, I despise all soul bones."
"Ah?" The pretty faces of Zhu Zhuqing, Shui Bing'er and others were uncertain for a while.
Is there anyone who hates soul bones on this continent?
Only Shui Yue'er was very happy and said: "Great! All the soul bones that Brother Feng obtains from now on will belong to us!"
Thinking of this, she looked at the three soul bones in front of the Pope's Palace, and her mouth watered even more.
He looks like a little money-lover.
Chen Feng ignored Shui Yue'er, a heartless guy, but turned his eyes to everyone and said leisurely:
"I always feel that soul bones are not as simple as they seem. Maybe when they reach the highest level, they may be backlashed."
"Besides, I think my bones are the best."
Hearing this, everyone looked confused.
The highest level?
Even a titled Douluo cannot resist the temptation of soul bones!
How much higher does it need to be?
These words made them a little confused, but Chen Feng was too lazy to explain any more.
After a while.
The soul master finals have officially begun!
Representatives from all four teams came to the center of the square to draw lots.
The first game, the Tiandao team versus the Wuhundian team!
