Douluo: The Road to Invincibility Begins with Bibi Dong

Chapter 196: Just stop here?

"Just stop here?"

Li Ling lowered his head, pretended to be silent for a moment, and said: "Sure, hand over your inheritance of the throne, and I can consider letting you go."

The priest's rank is a bit low, and his soul power level is capped at 110.

But it’s okay, he came here to give it to the teachers in the college as a performance appraisal reward.

There are no useless soul masters, only useless teachers.

This is easier said than done.

Most of the teachers in the academy are just ordinary soul masters, with soul power levels ranging from level 60 to level 70, and some are even over level 50.

There are only a few people like Flanders who are above level 80.

If one is truly gifted and has a high level of soul power, who would be willing to do such a sad and tiring job as a teacher in a soul master academy?

It is somewhat difficult for those teachers who are not very talented to change those students with even less talents and cultivate those students with less talents into talents.

But if they were allowed to obtain the inheritance of the gods, even if it was just the inheritance of the lowest-level priest's throne, it would be of some help to them.

"You want my throne?"

When Yang Fan heard this, his face gradually darkened.

If Li Ling wanted to accept his inheritance of the throne, he would be very happy.

But he is a priest after all, so he still has some brains.

He didn't believe that someone as talented as Li Ling, who could fight him in a one-on-one duel with a soul power level of 97 and not lose, would be interested in his inheritance of the divine throne.

Li Ling asked him for the inheritance of the divine throne, mostly to give it to someone else.

Those with good talents will usually be noticed by second-level gods, first-level gods, or even the God King, so it is not his turn.

Naturally, he also looked down upon those who were not talented.

"Why, you don't want to?" Li Ling frowned slightly, and his eyes turned unfriendly when he looked at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan said in a deep voice with a dark face: "If you want to inherit my throne, I will be happy to do so, but if I am not mistaken, you want someone else to obtain my throne."

"Even though I am only a priest, the throne cannot be passed on to just anyone."

"And even if your people obtain my inheritance, if they themselves do not have the qualifications to become gods, they cannot become gods."

The divine world has its own rules. Strictly speaking, the priests are not qualified to select successors from the lower world to inherit their throne.

The priests of the divine world are all trained by the divine world itself, and there is no such thing as selecting successors from the lower world to ascend to the upper world to become priests.

Li Ling smiled and shook his head: "I didn't say that if I accept your divine position, I must ascend to the divine realm and become a god."

"The successor I choose for you, no matter how poor his talent is, with your inheritance of the divine throne, it should not be a problem for him to become a peerless Douluo at level 99."

"and"

Having said that, Li Ling paused and looked at Yang Fan with narrowed eyes.

"I'm not negotiating with you."

He had no intention of giving a godly position to those with poor talents, and he just hoped that those people could break through level 100.

Level 100 is a hurdle. If one’s talent is too poor, it will not be easy to overcome this hurdle even if one has attained godhood.

What's more, this is just a priest's position. But as long as you don't think about breaking through the hundredth level to become a god, it should be easy for a priest's position to cultivate a 99th level peerless Douluo.

Yang Fan's face darkened upon hearing this, and then he sneered with disdain: "I admit that I can't do anything to you, but don't forget, I am a priest."

"Even if we don't consider the huge difference between divine power and soul power, and only calculate based on the soul power of mortals like you, my soul power has already reached level 110."

"You are just a level 97 ant. I am just standing here and letting you hit me. What can you do to me?"

He proposed to stop not because he was afraid of Li Ling, but also because he did not think Li Ling had the ability to kill him.

However, considering that the Asura God's divine consciousness was most likely trapped by the person in front of him in this strange space that even he could not understand, he did not want to be trapped here like the Asura God's divine consciousness.

There was an existence in the underworld that was incomprehensible to them, the gods, and they had to report it.

If this child is allowed to continue growing, when he becomes a god one day, who knows what kind of disaster he will bring to the world of gods.

He came down to the mortal world this time on the orders of the God Shura, to help find the lost consciousness of the God Shura.

Now that we have already made some guesses, there is no need to stay here any longer to avoid unnecessary complications.

"I can't do anything about you, can I?"

Li Ling smiled and nodded: "Okay, I hope you can still say that later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ling raised his hand and pointed to a giant mirror thousands of feet high in the clouds, which was engraved with mysterious patterns and human figures.

"Respect the mysterious phenomena and learn from others!"

A light flashed on the mirror, and a figure slowly walked out of the mirror.

Yang Fan's pupils shrank, his eyes widened, and he looked at the figure walking out of the mirror in disbelief.

The outline and aura of that figure were exactly the same as Yang Fan's.

"What is this?" Yang Fan muttered to himself, his voice revealing incredible shock.

He widened his eyes and stared at the figure that looked exactly like him.

Not only were they similar in appearance, the aura and strength emanating from that figure were actually no different from his own.

"No need to kill him, just keep him under control."

At Li Ling's command, the figure began to move.

I saw golden soul rings emerging from under its feet one after another, and a majestic aura burst out like a tsunami, sweeping towards the surroundings and instantly filling the entire space.

Seeing this, Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat. He did not dare to delay and took the first step.

The two Yang Fans started fighting in an instant, using all kinds of soul skills one after another, bombarding each other like a storm.

With the same soul skills, the same soul power level, and the same combat experience, neither of them could do anything to the other, and the fight was so fierce that the sky and the earth were dark.

The terrifying energy transformed into a visible shock wave during the violent collision, and the flashes of various spirit skills were so dazzling that people could not take it all in.

"Not bad, you fought back and forth with me, and you weren't at a disadvantage at all. Then I'll increase your strength a bit."

Chu Ci smiled and teased, then raised his hand and pointed at a giant mirror a thousand feet long in the clouds with white clouds carved on its frame.

"Vision of the Heart of Heaven!"

A dazzling light suddenly burst out from the smooth surface of the thousand-foot-long mirror, and thousands of rays of light poured out from the mirror, rendering the world even more brilliant and dazzling.
(End of this chapter)