Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

Having said that, Wang Yang paused for a moment and added, "So far, no one has seen his martial soul, or even his spirit ring. If he hadn't defeated the God's spokesperson single-handedly, no one would have thought he was a Titled Douluo. After all, he looks so young." His words made everyone around him fall into deep thought. This mysterious leader of the Tang Sect was like a mystery that deeply attracted them, but also made them feel an invisible pressure.

"He single-handedly defeated the spokesperson of God, and also defeated Jian Douluo in the swordsmanship!" After listening to Wang Yang's words, Xu Jie and Chen Xu looked at each other, then took a breath at the same time, and looked at Jiang Han again with strange eyes. They were shocked and shocked. At this moment, they were more fortunate for their previous choice in the plant forest. Sometimes, choosing to give in is really a wise decision. As for the previous idea of ​​waiting for the master to come and then take revenge, they had already thrown it behind their heads. They knew very well that in front of such a strong man, revenge was just an unrealistic fantasy.

"The Spirit Hall's people, aren't they coming? It's just right, there's one less opponent." Dai Tianya glanced in the direction of the Spirit Hall, with a hint of relief in his tone. However, just as he finished speaking, three long rainbows came from a distance like meteors, so fast that they landed in front of the Spirit Hall team in an instant. The three long rainbows were wrapped with powerful soul power fluctuations, making the surrounding air tremble.

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and... the Pope!" Seeing the appearance of the three people coming from the Spirit Hall, the leaders of the four lower sects, Dai Tianya of the White Tiger Sect, Li Hai of the Wind Sword Sect, Lin Bin of the Elephant Armor Sect, and Wang Yang of the Fire Leopard Sect, exclaimed at the same time, their faces full of shock. They never thought that the Spirit Hall would attach so much importance to this precious land, not only dispatching two great Title Douluos, but also the Pope himself. This undoubtedly added more variables and tension to this already fierce competition.

Dugu Bo's dark green pupils also shrank involuntarily, his brows knitted tightly, and there was a little surprise in his eyes. He knew the significance of the Spirit Hall's move. The Pope's presence meant that the Spirit Hall was determined to win. This made his already heavy mood even heavier, and the situation of this competition became more complicated and unpredictable.

Jiang Han's expression did not change, he just looked at Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo and the Pope calmly. His eyes were deep and calm, as if he had expected any situation, without any panic.

However, Yu Xiaogang behind Jiang Han suddenly changed color when he saw the Spirit Hall's Pope, and his body seemed to be frozen. Countless complex emotions flashed in his eyes, including surprise, attachment, and pain. All kinds of emotions intertwined together, making him a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"Teacher Xiaogang, isn't that your first love? Why don't you go up and say hello?" Tang San had a playful look on his face, pointing at Bibi Dong with his little finger, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. Although he was young, he could also feel the subtle and complex atmosphere between Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong.

"Shut up, don't worry about adult matters like you kids." Yu Xiaogang glared at Tang San unhappily, and then ignored Bibi Dong as if nothing had happened. He tried to suppress his emotions and tried to keep himself calm, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed his inner turmoil.

When Bibi Dong in front of the Spirit Hall looked at Jiang Han, her graceful body trembled violently for a moment when her eyes fell on Yu Xiaogang, but the surprised expression only flashed by for a moment, and soon she returned to her previous calmness. She was like a bottomless lake, seemingly calm on the surface, but in fact, there were turbulent waves hidden deep in her heart.

Afterwards, Bibi Dong walked towards Jiang Han with a graceful pace, each step carrying an innate noble temperament. Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo followed closely behind, their eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings, always ready to deal with any possible emergencies.

Today, Bibi Dong was the same as usual, wearing a black and luxurious robe with gold patterns. The gold patterns on the robe shone brightly in the sun, as if it was the light of the sun. She wore a nine-curved purple gold crown on her head. The gems inlaid on the purple gold crown emitted a mysterious and dazzling light, showing her supreme status. She held a scepter about two meters long inlaid with countless gems. The gems on the top of the scepter seemed to contain mysterious power, and there was a faint soul power fluctuation emanating from it. The invisible nobleness and holiness she exuded made people feel like worshipping her, as if she was a messenger of God, descending to the world.

"Master, I seem to have seen the marks on these two people on your Douliu ace card that day." Looking at the marks on the chests of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo's robes, Tang San couldn't help but speak. His eyes were wide open, full of curiosity. He was full of curiosity about everything around him, especially these things related to mysterious powers.

"The chrysanthemum and skull on the sign refer to them." Thinking of the name of Chrysanthemum Douluo, Jiang Han couldn't help but smile knowingly, Moon Pass, Chrysanthemum Pass. There was a hint of teasing in his smile. He had his own opinions and judgments about these two Spirit Hall masters.

"Tang Sect Master, I didn't expect you to be here. Although this is the first time we meet, I have been paying attention to you since you killed a small deacon of my Spirit Hall." Bibi Dong walked up to Jiang Han holding a scepter, with a gentle smile on her lips. Her voice was clear and pleasant, but with a kind of majesty that could not be ignored. "After that, I sent a Soul Douluo to invite you to the Spirit Hall, but who would have thought that the Soul Douluo was also killed by you. Later, you defeated the spokesperson of God and founded the first-level sect Tang Sect, which directly entered everyone's sight." Her words seemed to be understated, but they contained deep meaning. Every word was like a stone, stirring up layers of ripples on the calm lake.

"What? The leader of the Tang Sect actually killed someone from the Spirit Hall, and he was a Soul Douluo!"

"So, doesn't that mean that the Tang Sect has already stood on the opposite side of the Spirit Hall?"

"With the Spirit Hall's vindictive style, it's only a matter of time before they deal with the Tang Sect. It seems that this so-called new first-level sect won't survive for long!"

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After hearing Bibi Dong's words, everyone in the field looked at Jiang Han again, and there seemed to be a kind of respect in their eyes. He actually dared to kill a Douluo of the Spirit Hall. This is something that ordinary Titled Douluo dare not do. In this continent where the Spirit Hall is respected, Jiang Han's behavior is undoubtedly a challenge to authority, and it also makes him a legendary figure in the eyes of everyone.

As for the leader of the Wind Sword Sect, Li Hai, there was a little more expectation in his eyes. If he could use the Spirit Hall to kill the leader of the Tang Sect, it would be great. He secretly calculated in his heart that he hoped that this dispute could turn into a conflict between the Spirit Hall and the Tang Sect, so that he could reap the benefits. "Why, His Holiness, are you going to avenge your men?" Jiang Han spread his hands and looked at Bibi Dong with a playful expression on his face. He was not afraid of the threat of the Spirit Hall, but responded with a relaxed attitude, which made the people around him look at him with more respect.

In the original novel, Bibi Dong is the youngest pope in the history of the Spirit Hall and one of the gods of killing in the City of Slaughter. Similarly, she also has twin spirits, and even finally inherited the legacy of the Rakshasa God and succeeded to become the new Rakshasa God. Her strength and ambition are awe-inspiring in the entire Douluo Continent.

"Master, you are worrying too much. A deacon and a Soul Douluo are not worth my efforts. My purpose of coming here is the same as yours, for this treasure land that is about to be formed." Bibi Dong shook her head and looked away from Jiang Han. There was a barely perceptible light in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

The next moment, Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang's eyes collided in the air, without any sparks, but with an invisible emotion filling the air. It was a complex emotion of reunion after many years, with love, hate, and regret.

Yu Xiaogang sighed quietly, and there was something more in his indifferent eyes, apologetic, reminiscent, but more of a sense of loss. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. Those past events that were sealed in the dust for years surged into his mind like a tide, making his heart restless for a long time.

"It's been many years." Bibi Dong's soft and pleasant voice easily makes people feel like they are in the spring breeze. However, under this gentle appearance, there are complex emotions hidden. She looked at Yu Xiaogang, and a hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes, but it was soon replaced by indifference.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for many years. How have you been these years?" Yu Xiaogang's eyes became hard. His voice was a little hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from his throat with difficulty. He looked at the woman in front of him whom he once loved deeply, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Bibi Dong smiled faintly: "Being above ten thousand people is good, of course. As the ruler of the Spirit Hall, even the emperors of the two empires have to show respect to me. Do you think there is anything wrong with me?" There was a hint of pride in her tone, but the smile seemed a little bitter. She used power and status to cover up the pain in her heart, trying to make herself look indestructible.

"Dongdong, I know how bitter you feel." Yu Xiaogang sighed again, and in an instant he seemed to have aged ten years. His eyes were full of pity and self-blame. He knew the pain Bibi Dong had gone through over the years, and he regretted his decision.

"Dongdong? I can't remember how many years it has been since anyone dared to call me that." Bibi Dong's voice suddenly became cold, "Please call me Pope, or call me Your Majesty, I am no longer the silly Bibi Dong." Her eyes became cold, as if she had erected an invisible barrier to separate herself from Yu Xiaogang. She didn't want to be bound by the past emotions anymore, and tried to use indifference to protect her broken heart.

"Your Holiness, let the past be the past." Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank a little, a trace of pain flowed out of his eyes, he turned around, as if he didn't want to look at that familiar face again. He knew that there was no going back between them, and those beautiful memories could only remain in the past forever.

"Haha - you said let the past be the past?" Bibi Dong suddenly laughed, as if she had become a completely different person. The original holy aura on her body disappeared, replaced by a heart-pounding madness: "Yu Xiaogang, do you still remember how you left me back then? For your own sister, it's funny, so funny." There was a flame of anger burning in her eyes, which was the hatred that had been suppressed in her heart for many years.

"You actually refused to accept me for the sake of your sister. Of course, I can become the Pope thanks to you, but I hate you! You are the person I hate most in my life. I have already stood at the pinnacle of the continent. I want to make you suffer, I want to torture Liu Erlong, and I want to destroy everything you care about!" Bibi Dong became more and more agitated. Her eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake. She stared at Yu Xiaogang as if she wanted to devour him.

"Did I leave you? Who knows what the truth is?" Looking at Bibi Dong who looked like a mad woman, Yu Xiaogang's face showed pain. He knew that Bibi Dong had been blinded by hatred at this moment, and no matter how he explained, it would be useless.

"Bibi Dong, Xiao Gang is now a member of my Tang Sect. If you want to hurt him, or if you want to target my Tang Sect, I hope you will carefully consider the strength of your Spirit Hall before you act. My Tang Sect is not something you can easily take down." Jiang Han looked at Bibi Dong calmly, and it was not difficult to hear the rumbling threat in her words. His eyes were firm and fearless, and he would not let his people suffer any harm, even if the other party was the powerful Pope of the Spirit Hall.

"There's a long way to go!" Bibi Dong snorted coldly, and then returned to where the people in the Spirit Hall were. Her eyes flashed with complex light, with hatred for Yu Xiaogang and fear of Jiang Han and the Tang Sect. This fight became even more complicated and confusing.

"Did you just hear the conversation between the Spirit Hall's Pope and the Tang Sect's mentor? They actually have that kind of relationship!" A spirit master whispered in surprise, his eyes gleaming with curiosity and gossip. The people around nodded, obviously shocked by this sudden big news.

"Who knows the origin of the Tang Sect's mentor? To be favored by the Pope, he must be an important figure." Another soul master guessed, with a hint of doubt in his voice. In their eyes, the Spirit Hall Pope Bibi Dong is high above them, and anyone who can have an emotional entanglement with her must have an unusual identity. (End of this chapter)