Douluo: The Road to Invincibility Begins with Bibi Dong

Chapter 218 Okay, okay, I will definitely do it next time

It seemed that what Yu Xiaogang said made some sense.

But for some reason, Tang San felt very aggrieved after listening to it, a feeling of aggrievedness he had never felt before.

As a time traveler, this kind of occasion should have been his moment to shine and become famous throughout the continent.

However, he could only be a spectator among the crowd.

If there were no comparison, he might have been able to keep his composure and wait until he became a god before making a stunning debut.

From the things that Dean Li Ling took out, such as the arcade game consoles, pool tables, cigarettes, and the clothes he gave to Xiao Wu and others, it can be seen that Dean Li Ling is also a time traveler.

We are all time travelers too, look at others.

A Super Douluo at level 97, all of whose spirit rings are red spirit rings over a hundred thousand years old, he easily beats his father Tang Hao and great-grandfather Tang Chen.

He has countless women around him, and even his aunt Tang Yuehua and the Pope Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall have unclear relationships with him.

Look at the life others live, and then look at yourself.

The more Tang San thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and the more he felt his chest was blocked.

He didn't dare to run to Li Ling and tell him that he was also a time traveler and a fellow villager of Li Ling.

He was sure that if Li Ling knew, he would definitely kill him.

It was not because he knew Li Ling very well, but because that was what he thought himself. He wanted to kill Li Ling.

There can only be one time traveler and protagonist in this world, and that person is Tang San.

Tang San lowered his head, remained silent, and his fists clenched so hard that they creaked.

I just wanted to show up in the competition and show off my style in front of Xiao Wu.

Why can't such a small wish be fulfilled?

The scenes at the opening ceremony of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Competition are still deeply imprinted in Tang San's mind.

Ning Fengzhi appeared in the high VIP seat as an invited guest, but he didn't feel anything and wasn't jealous.

Because Sect Master Ning is originally from this world and is different from him.

Similarly, he didn't feel anything when Xue Qinghe and Sarasgaard sat in the VIP seats, let alone feel jealous.

But when he saw Li Ling being invited to the stage as a VIP and sitting in the most honorable middle seat in the VIP seats under the attention of everyone, he became jealous.

They are both time travelers, so why could someone like Li Ling, whose behavior is eccentric and whose lifestyle and character are so bad that he is not worthy of being a human being, enjoy such treatment?

However, the pure and innocent Tang San Shao could only stand humbly among the crowd of participating teams, being a passerby who was not even qualified to play in the game and could only sit in the audience as a spectator.

Seeing that Tang San was a little depressed, Flanders also spoke to comfort him: "Xiao Gang is right, Xiao San, your path is different from others, you shouldn't focus on this kind of thing."

“You should practice well and strive to obtain the inheritance of the gods and become a god as soon as possible.” Flanders patted Tang San’s shoulder and spoke earnestly.

He really didn't want Tang San to go up and embarrass himself and bring shame to Shrek Academy.

As students of Shrek Academy, others either have red soul rings or have perfect configurations that are close to the maximum age.

Except for his two yellow soul rings, his third and fourth soul rings are white and translucent.

If he were to go up and show off this spirit ring configuration, what would the audience think of his teachers at Shrek Academy, and how would people in the world view them, the teachers at Shrek Academy.

Tang San lowered his head, remained silent for a long time, and then nodded gently.

“Students understand.”

On the stage, the duel between the two teams was like a storm, with the attack and defense switching so fast that it was hard to keep up. The dazzling soul skills collided with each other in the air, and each collision was accompanied by energy fluctuations, shaking the entire venue.

On the balcony upstairs in the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong quietly watched the match on the ring below.

She was wearing a gorgeous papal dress. The tight and light dress perfectly outlined her plump and graceful perfect curves, with a majestic and full chest, a slender waist, a plump and round buttocks, and long and straight legs.

The sunlight shone on her body, as if covering her with a layer of golden glow. Looking from behind, she looked particularly seductive and alluring.

"Dong'er."

A familiar voice sounded in her ears, and a pair of arms suddenly hugged her slender and flexible waist from behind.

Immediately afterwards, the person behind her lowered his head and rested his chin on her shoulder. He squinted his eyes and took a deep sniff of the faint fragrance on her body with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Bibi Dong's body trembled slightly, then she shook her head helplessly and sighed softly.

"Could you please not show up so suddenly next time and say hello in advance?"

She didn't look back, but her tone revealed deep helplessness.

What a bad habit.

Last time, he suddenly appeared in my ear and shouted, which was fine, but now he actually took direct action.

It's not that I won't let him do it, it's just that his sudden behavior of attacking from behind is quite scary.

Who knows if it's him or someone else who's coming.

Even though she knew that he was the only one in the world who dared to do such a thing to her, she still couldn't accept it.

I almost hit him subconsciously just now.

Bibi Dong turned her back and raised her hand slightly. Yue Guan and Gui Mei were very discerning and saluted silently at Bibi Dong's back, then quietly retreated.

Li Ling hugged her flexible waist from behind and pressed tightly against her plump buttocks.

"Okay, okay, definitely next time."

Li Ling responded casually, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

Bibi Dong couldn't hurt him anyway, so even if Bibi Dong hit him under stress, it wouldn't be a big deal.

He rubbed it here and there, and his hands started to become dishonest, touching Bibi Dong all over her body.

Noticing the changes in him, Bibi Dong suddenly felt a headache.

Why is this bastard always like this every time he comes?

It’s not that I don’t allow him to do so, it’s just that I think it depends on the occasion.

Last time it was in the Papal Palace, this time it was just directly on the balcony.

Can't you be a little more normal and have a meal and chat first?

At night, you can do whatever you want.

But he is different. Every time he comes to the Spirit Hall, the first thing he does is this, and everything else has to take a back seat.

Even if Bibi Dong emptied her mind, she knew what he would do next without even thinking.

She took a deep breath and said, "Go to the bedroom!"

"No, I want to stay here." While Li Ling was speaking, he had already started to act.

Bibi Dong's face turned black, but she couldn't do anything about him, so she had to hold on to the balcony railing, bit her lips tightly, and let him fiddle with her from behind.
(End of this chapter)