Douluo: Reincarnation of the Rock King, Wandering in the Mortal World

Chapter 280: Clouds are like clothes, flowers are like faces, spring breeze blows through the threshold, dew is gorgeous
Everyone's eyes twitched when they saw Zhongli and Paimon just entering the city and an old man in golden armor greeted them with a smile.

As expected of His Majesty the God of War, he even has acquaintances in the Spirit Hall.

After thinking for a while and looking at Paimon's eager eyes, Zhongli finally followed Yueguan.

It doesn't matter where you live. For Zhongli, there is not much difference between living in Yueguan's house and staying in an inn.

“It’s hard to refuse such a kind offer!”

Zhongli cupped his hands, and these words already expressed his attitude.

"That's great, Zhongli!"

Paimeng was very happy that "Xue Qinghe" did not lie to her.

After a while, Zhongli and Paimeng followed Yue Guan and walked towards his residence.

As for the participating teams, they could only watch, then follow the arrangements and arrive at the inn to rest.

The contestants from the Xingluo Empire were eager to arrive at Wuhun City a few days earlier than Tiandou.

The Tiandou Empire needs to rest for two days to recuperate. The draw will begin on the third day, and the competition will officially begin on the fourth day.

In other words, everyone still has three full days to rest.

The finals are different from the qualifiers and promotion matches. There are only a few rounds of games in total, so there will be plenty of rest time.

But the rules of the finals are very cruel. Once you lose the game, you will be eliminated directly.

This is also the reason why there are only a few rounds of competition.

In the finals, every game will be an all-out effort.

Behind the Pope's Palace are the residences of most of the elders, and at the deepest point, there is a hidden offering hall.

The Angel Temple is located in the center of the Offering Hall.

At this moment, in the Angel Temple, an old man suddenly opened his eyes with a meaningful smile on his lips.

"Is he here at last?"

He was very patient in waiting for this Martial God Douluo.

If it were in the past, he would have long ago left the Worship Hall and personally gone to Tiandou City to see the demeanor of this Martial God Douluo.

"Martial God Douluo?"

Qian Daoliu shook his head and murmured, "We should delete the word Douluo!"

Doesn’t Qian Daoliu know how powerful level ninety-nine can be?

Even if he tried to break the wall of Tiandou City with all his strength, it would be very difficult.

The combat power on Douluo Continent is indeed like this.

But Zhongli can crush a mountain with ease!
A peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine could never do this.

Then, it can only be a god.

Martial God Douluo, Martial God!
"I thought Xue'er would be the only person in the past ten thousand years who has the potential to become a god, but I didn't expect..."

In addition to Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong also has the potential to become a god.

Before them, this Martial God Douluo actually became a god without saying a word...

This really surprised Qian Daoliu.

He is at level ninety-nine, the pinnacle of the human world.

However, he did not sense the pressure from the other party when he became a god, which made Qian Daoliu not know what to say.

"Let's invite this god to come to the Angel Temple for a chat tomorrow."

After murmuring something, the Angel Temple fell silent again.

Yueguan residence.

This is a yard of neither big nor small, and there are no other houses next to it.

There are many flowers around the house, all of which Yue Guan cultivated with all his heart and soul.

It can be said to be a sea of ​​flowers, with a small house.

"Clouds think about clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze blows on the threshold of Revlon."

Zhongli stood at the door, paused for a moment, and spoke with emotion.

Of course, he was only referring to the flowers.

After hearing this, Yue Guan was shocked and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

What kind of talent is this?

This martial god, not only is he a master of martial arts, but he also has such talent. Could it be that, apart from the legendary reader, there is another such perfect person in the world?
"Okay, okay!"

"As expected of His Majesty the God of War, these two sentences are the most famous lines ever spoken!"

"The clouds resemble clothes... the flowers resemble beauty!"

"The spring breeze blows across the threshold...Revlon!"

“After savoring it carefully, it is truly shocking beyond words!”

Yue Guan's face was full of shock.

As an "artist" who loves flowers, he is fascinated by this kind of art.

The flowers are beautiful, and the poems are even more beautiful!

"This poem was not written by me, but was inspired by my feelings."

Zhongli shook his head and said.

After hearing this, Yue Guan rolled his eyes. How could he not know if there were such poems in the world?
It was obvious that Zhongli was fooling him.

"Your Majesty, God of War, I wonder if there is a sequel to this poem?"

“The poem is good, but I always feel like something is missing.”

Yue Guan touched his chin and said puzzledly.

If he wasn't familiar with Zhongli, he would never have said that.

"Naturally there is."

"If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai."

"Hi~"

Yue Guan took a deep breath. He thought this poem should be praising the flowers, but he felt it was not that simple.

If you recite a poem like this to a woman, how can she not be moved?
What a talent! Your Majesty the God of War has a great talent!
There are ten buckets of talent in Douluo Continent, and His Majesty the God of War alone has twelve buckets. People in the world owe him two buckets!

"If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai."

"What a beautiful poem..."

At this moment, Yue Guan no longer felt that the flowers were beautiful at all when he saw them blooming in full bloom.

It seemed like he had entered some incredible track!
Flowers are beautiful, but they will wither.

This poem is complete, a masterpiece that will last forever!
Millions of years later, the name of His Majesty the God of War will still resound throughout the entire Douluo Continent!

As if he had thought of something, Yue Guan quickly invited Zhongli and Paimeng into the yard.

"Your Majesty, Little Paimeng, please wait a moment. We need to prepare some cooked food. I will be back soon."

When Yue Guan left, the first thing he did was to find the chefs and tell them what food to prepare.

The second thing was to copy Zhongli's poem and have people spread it throughout Wuhun City.

Fortunately, he was there before and asked the title of the poem.

Qingping Diao, although he didn't understand it, he was deeply shocked.

"That's strange. Why would Elder Ju ask us to spread poetry?"

Although he didn't understand why Yue Guan did this, Yue Guan was an elder of the Spirit Hall and one of the Pope's right-hand men, so he naturally could not neglect his orders.

What if this was ordered by the Pope?
"Qingping Tune, Zhongli (Martial God Douluo)"

"..."

No matter they were locals or contestants from Tiandou and Xingluo, they all looked at the "flyers" in their hands in shock.

They were dismissive at first, but after seeing the words "Zhongli (Martial God Douluo)", they read it seriously.

You don’t know until you read it. After reading it, you will feel a sense of inexplicableness.

That is a dynasty that is prosperous and flourishing, that is a prosperous era that will last for thousands of years, that is the beauty of women...

"Xue Qinghe" looked at the flyer in his hand and was a little dazed for a moment.

"This, this is that piece of wood... No, this is a piece of stone. Can it be written on?"

"He, he didn't write it to me, did he?"

In the entire Douluo Continent, Qian Renxue dares to call herself the most beautiful woman in the world!

If it's not for her, who else deserves it?

(End of this chapter)