Douluo: Qian Renxue’s Road to Defeating the Gods

"You are right, but you can forfeit the individual competition. In order to prevent injuries in the individual competition from affecting the afternoon game, some teams will directly abstain and let the other two teams kill each other, so as to wait for work and get the last qualifying spot!"

After hearing this, Tang San seemed to understand his teacher's thoughts: "Teacher, do you mean to let us abstain, let Spirit Hall and Elemental Academy kill each other, and get more information about the battle?"

Yu Xiaogang nodded. He was afraid that the arrogant Tang San wouldn't be able to accept it, so he enlightened him: "Xiao San, admitting defeat is not a matter of losing face. On the contrary, this is a tactic of having the last laugh, retreating in order to advance." , getting the maximum benefit is the best policy, do you understand?"

Tang San nodded. After losing to Tianshui Academy, he had long wanted to take revenge. It was not impossible to admit defeat directly. If it was one-on-one, Wuhun Palace would have an advantage. If he injured these people, I'm afraid the final would be even worse for him. unfavorable! However, the Tang Sect's rules conflict with Yu Xiaogang's current ideas. He seems to be in a dilemma, but for now...

"Teacher, although showing weakness to the enemy is not in line with our Shrek style, we will follow your arrangements for this competition!"

Yu Xiaogang felt warm in his heart. He is worthy of being my disciple. Even if he is the heir of Poseidon or the future leader of Haotian Sect, so what? Is there another person in the world who has such a quality of respecting his teacher and respecting the Tao?

"Don't worry, Xiaosan. The teacher will definitely make the best arrangements for you to win this championship. Although the Wuhundian team is very strong, it is still too inferior compared to you. You must know that you are only about fifteen years old, and They are all twenty years old, and if you were their age, your level would probably be much higher than what they are now!"

Yu Xiaogang smiled happily, these children were definitely well-deserved geniuses, and Tang San laughed in agreement, not to mention that they themselves had a good foundation, not to mention with the help of fairy grass, their achievements in the future would be enough to write the history of the mainland. It's history.

In the palace of the Pope, Qian Renxue stood on the balcony, staring blankly at the cloudy sky. She had been waiting for a day, and Bibi Dong had not left seclusion yet. Tomorrow was the time for the finals to start. If she did not participate, How can the Wuhundian team deal with the Shrek team!

The weather was already dull, which made her mood even more irritable. A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by thunder, and heavy rain poured down. The splashing raindrops wet her dress, making her mood even more intense. Too bad.

The huge angel statue was baptized by the rain, and all the soil on its body was washed away, but for some reason, the rain condensed on the statue's face and flowed down the river, as if the angel was crying.

The next day, the weather was fine, and the chirping of birds woke Qian Renxue up. She had fallen asleep while sitting on a chair last night. Looking at the empty room, she realized that Bibi Dong had not left seclusion yet, and stabilized herself a little. Emotionally, she called the maid to change her clothes. The Pope would appear in the finals, and she had to participate in the Soul Master Competition. What should she do now? If it really doesn't work, I can only inform grandpa...

In the consecration hall, the palace guards knocked on the closed door. After entering and performing the salute, Qiandao Liu came to the Pope's Hall with doubts. When he saw it, Bibi Dong's back was facing her in the empty Pope's Hall.

"Bibi Dong, are you going to host the Soul Master Competition today? Do you have any ideas?"

Hearing her grandfather's voice, Qian Renxue could no longer suppress the longing in her heart, turned into her own face, and slowly turned her head to look.

Qian Daoliu stopped breathing after seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly. He had been thinking about it for more than ten years, but he never expected that his granddaughter was actually in the Spirit Hall?

"Xiao...Xiaoxue...is that you?"

"Grandpa!..." Qian Renxue threw herself into Qian Daoliu's arms and howled loudly. Qian Daoliu was also in tears. For so many years, he thought about it day and night, praying for Qian Renxue every day, always looking forward to seeing her again. To my granddaughter, now I actually meet her!

"Xiaoxue, why are you in Wuhun Hall and pretending to be your mother?"

Qian Renxue wiped her tears and told Qian Daoliu everything that happened after she left Wuhun Hall...

"...My granddaughter, you have suffered, but you shouldn't have come. Now Tang Chen and the others are coming fiercely. What should I do if they hurt you? Also, that damn Tang San actually dared to poison you, No matter who he is, the heir to Poseidon or a soul from another world, grandpa will definitely kill this bastard!"

Qian Renxue was furious. The hardship Qian Renxue had experienced was okay. For Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue's suffering was a kind of experience for her, but Tang San's poisoning really touched Qian Daoliu. His scales are reversed, so what if the gods are there, the angel clan is not without a trump card!

"Grandpa, aren't I worried about you! Besides, mother has already agreed for me to compete in the Soul Master Competition, you can't object! Also, you didn't recognize me when mother said I was poisoned, huh! I'm angry!"

After saying that, Qian Renxue put her little hand in and turned her head to the side, while Qian Daoliu couldn't help but blush. He clearly used his soul power to check it that time. It was not an angel's soul power at all. He thought Bibi Dong was hugging someone else. Woolen cloth.

"Xiaoxue, don't be angry. Grandpa was wrong. You can punish him in any way you want. But what's the point of participating in this soul master competition? Isn't it Tang San? Grandpa, won't it be over after he kills him?"

"Grandpa!" Qian Renxue was a little angry. One of the reasons she didn't want to be exposed was that Qian Daoliu would definitely dissuade her from participating in the Soul Master Competition, but she couldn't compete with her grandfather, right? "Grandpa, I have absorbed all the soul bones of our angel family. Don't worry, even if the gods come down to earth, they may not be able to kill me. Don't forget, I still have a teacher to help me!"

Qian Renxue had no choice. Although she knew that the teacher could not help her, Qian Daoliu didn't know that she could lie to him. Anyway, she had decided to live and die with Wuhun City, and she would never leave.

"Oh...Okay, what do you want to do?"

Qian Daoliu sighed. Qian Renxue's teacher was also a God King, so her safety was absolutely no problem. Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu decided to let Qian Renxue have a fight. He also wanted to Look at how far your granddaughter has grown.

"Grandpa, my mother is currently in seclusion. Although I have been taking my place in the past few days, in this final, when Shrek plays against the Wuhun Temple team, I need you to take over the role of Pope of the Wuhun Temple and let me compete. !”

"Is that it? It's easy to say."

Qian Daoliu didn't think it was such a big deal. It's not like he had never done it before as the Pope of Wuhun Palace. What's more, he was just presiding over the Soul Master Competition, which was a small matter in itself.

"Then it's settled! I'm going to preside over the Soul Master Competition now. Even if Wuhun Palace loses the morning match today, there will still be a chance to reach the finals in the afternoon. I'm not worried about this, but I'm afraid Shrek deliberately defeated us in the morning before losing to the Academy of Elements, and in the afternoon he defeated the Wuhun Temple team. If Wuhun Temple is stepped on twice, I am afraid that all face will be lost..."