Douluo: It started when Bibi Dong tricked me into drinking tea

Chapter 168 Bibi Dong: I'm free!

The round-robin tournament is over and the finals are about to begin.

As an emperor, Emperor Xueye of course cannot leave Tiandou City without permission.

After the speech, Emperor Xueye announced that Prince Xue Qinghe would represent him as the envoy of the Tiandou Empire to participate in the judging of this competition.

He will personally accompany the fifteen teams from the Tiandou Empire to a city at the border of the two empires for the final finals.

At this time, the finals will be hosted by the Spirit Hall, but at the invitation of the Pope, this year's finals will be held in the main city of the Spirit Hall, which was also announced publicly.

Wuhun City is located at the junction of two empires and indeed meets the requirements.

Ning Fengzhi from the organizing committee had already known the news, so he naturally remembered what Yan Feng had said about why the finals were not held in Wuhun City.

However, no one except Feng was puzzled by this matter. The fact that the finals would be held in Wuhun City caused quite a stir.

The only one who regretted it was Sarath.

What he knew was that the reason why the Pope gave such an order was because of the serious injury to the Son of the Sword Demon.

Shrek's attack at the beginning and the end, and the two great sword demon inheritances really caught Sarath off guard.

It was too late for him to send a message back to Wuhun City now, as the round-robin tournament was over.

Each team was given three days to adjust. Three days later, a total of fifteen teams, together with their teachers and the escort of five hundred Royal Knights, a group of more than a thousand people, set out for the venue of the finals, Wuhun City.

If the Pope's decree is changed at this time, Spirit Hall will become the laughing stock of the entire continent, and the Pope's IQ will be questioned.

As for Feng Yan, he expressed complete madness at the idea of ​​having to rest for three days and then walk for another twenty days.

It’s not a big problem. The reason why they move slowly is because there are too many people and the officials of the Tiandou Empire have to maintain the guard of honor.

We can't spend two or three days rushing to Wuhun City with a group of people. That would be shameless.

So this is a tough time for Feng Yan.

It was you who danced and I who played the music. Ning Rongrong even hugged him, Feng, when she slept.

For example, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing would be provoked by Ning Rongrong when they wanted to ask about the situation.

Did you play any music?
No? That's a shame, I do.

Xiao Wu then said: I still have a baby!

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were filled with tears, and the cat felt wronged.

However, before the team set off, Feng Yan still knocked out Ning Rongrong, who was like a pendant, and found Yu Xiaogang.

"Yan Feng? Are you okay?"

Looking at Yan Feng who was covered in bandages, Yu Xiaogang said impatiently.

"Nothing. My father sent a message. If you want to go to Wuhun City, please give this manuscript to the Pope."

"How would he know... I know, you should go and rest, and don't overindulge yourself if you are injured."

"I don't!"

There was really no rumor about it. In the past half month, Ning Rongrong took care of him almost 24 hours a day, and he had no chance to indulge himself.

However, he was unwilling to explain these rumors. After all, it was really boring to discuss this with a eunuch.

It was a rare occasion that Ning Rongrong slept soundly, and Feng Yan also had a peaceful night.

Early the next morning, a group of more than a thousand people set out in a mighty procession.

Although each academy works in its own way, they all represent the Tiandou Empire after all. Compared with the previous qualifying matches and promotion matches, the smell of gunpowder is much lighter.

Students who have a good relationship with each other even walk together.

For example, Shui Bing'er from Tianshui College and Ye Lingling from Tiandou Royal College, both squeezed into a carriage.

"The Spirit Hall attaches great importance to this finals. I heard that during the promotion match, Spirit City has already opened up a place as the venue for the finals of this year's All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Competition..."

Shui Bing'er ate some preserved fruit while telling the news she had heard.

"Civilians are not allowed to watch the battle? So mysterious? Doesn't the Spirit Hall like to deal with civilians the most?" Xiao Wu and Shui Bing'er were quite familiar with each other, so they sat together.

Ning Rongrong, who was still hanging on Feng Yan, also got involved.

"Is it because of the Douluo Palace and the Pope Palace? I heard from my father that the Pope Palace we saw in Wuhun City was newly built and is said to be the most magnificent building in the entire Douluo Continent."

Everyone's eyes always inadvertently swept over Ning Rongrong. Although they felt jealous, they didn't have too many feelings.

After all, Feng Yan thinks that every one of those present is more dangerous than Ning Rongrong.

They can eat Feng alive at any time.

At times like this, Ning Rongrong, who still has a simple mind, is the safest.

Of course, Feng Yan was still interested in what Ning Rongrong was talking about, "Is the Pope's Palace newly built?"

"Yes." It was rare for Feng Yan to speak, and Ning Rongrong immediately became excited. "It is precisely because of this newly built Pope's Palace that Wuhun City has become a holy place for all soul masters."

"Is this so..."

Feng Yan understood that it was probably because of the secret room in the old Pope's Palace that Bibi Dong demolished the old Pope's Palace.

Out of sight, out of mind. It also serves to demonstrate her authority, which is not bad.

At this time, Ye Lingling, who was sitting next to Zhu Zhuqing with her eyebrows raised more and more tightly, spoke up, "Yan Feng, don't be too relaxed! For us, the real threat still comes from the team selected by the Spirit Hall."

Ye Lingling usually stays at Tiandou Royal Academy, and she rarely meets Yan Feng.

She really didn't expect that she would see such a ridiculous scene (five girls surrounding one person) even when she was in the finals.

The three from Shrek Academy would be fine, but the important thing is that she, Ye Lingling, is actually a part of it?

Why say again? The last time it was organized by Qian Renxue, and Ye Lingling went there to solve Feng's worries about fertility.

No matter how you look at it, Ye Lingling is older than Yan Feng. She can't control Qian Renxue, the head of the family, and she can't control Yan Feng, a bad boy like you?
"Among the Spirit Hall team, three of them have won the Spirit Hall Purple Record Medal, two of them have broken through to level 50, and another has a strength close to that of a Spirit Saint. They should not be underestimated."

Ye Lingling tried to persuade him with reason and emotion.

Who would have thought that after Ye Lingling said this, Ning Rongrong spoke before Yan Feng, "Soul Saint?! Zhu Qing, that's great! It looks like we can finally give full play to our strengths!"

What was even more unexpected was that Zhu Zhuqing actually nodded solemnly, expressing her approval of this idea.

"Hey, Rongrong, have you forgotten about me, Xiaowu?"

"Hey, who made Xiao Wu Ni so useless? A dignified Soul King can't even beat an ordinary Soul Emperor teacher."

"You are so good, Rongrong! Eat my soft bone lock!"

"Ouch! Haha…hahaha, stop scratching me! Haha!"

Seeing two long maggots, one blue and one white, wrestling with each other, Feng got furious. He quickly got off the carriage and ran away.

After all, if he didn't run away, it would be hard to explain.

Just imagine, in broad daylight, the carriage began to twist wildly while it was moving, and he was the only man inside. How could this be explained?

But in order to make room for Young Master Yan, whether it was Chihuo Academy, Shenfeng Academy, or Tiandou Royal Academy, they were all filled with Shrek Academy players, and Feng Yan couldn't find a place to go.

He had no choice but to sneak onto Xueqinghe's carriage.

However, as soon as they met, Xue Qinghe's originally gentle expression immediately changed. "You still remember to come?"

Although there was a layer of soul skills between them, Feng Yan could still hear the deep resentment in her words.

How can I not feel resentful?
The preliminaries last for one month, followed by a one-month break, and the round-robin tournament lasts another half a month. Sister Xiaoqian’s eyes can almost kill people.

"Cough cough..."

Feng Yan had no choice but to pick up her unfinished cup of tea and take a sip, not daring to say anything more.

Seeing that he was not unwilling to get close, Xue Qinghe's expression improved a little, "Xiaoyan, your wounds are obviously healed, why are you still wearing bandages?"

Feng Yan explained half-truthfully: "I'm not afraid of our mother... uh, it's just that my father and her have a conflict, and I'm afraid something will happen."

"Humph! What's the point of talking about mother or not? She's nothing special. Don't be afraid of her."

"Uh…"

After all, she is your biological daughter, so of course I’m not afraid.

……

Yu Xiaogang, dressed in cloth, walked into the city after being examined by the soul master. At his age, even if he had practiced the Sunflower Manual for a short time, his strength was only at level 30, which would not attract anyone's attention.

The purpose of Yu Xiaogang's trip was to find the person in the Pope's Palace, so he naturally went straight to the highest ruling body of the Spirit Hall, the Pope's Palace.

"Stop." Two palace knights wearing silver armor blocked Yu Xiaogang's way. A total of one hundred palace knights raised their knight swords at the same time. "This is a forbidden area. If you come one step closer, I will kill you without mercy."

Faced with such a scene, Yu Xiaogang remained unmoved as usual. He raised his hand and showed the Pope's Order that Tang Hao had given him.

Soon, Yu Xiaogang entered the Pope's Palace.

However, Bibi Dong did not seem to care much about Yu Xiaogang's papal order, so she made him wait until the sun set before His Holiness the Pope came to the huge meeting hall of the Pope's Palace.

The high archway opened, and Bibi Dong's gentle voice rang out from outside the door, "You stay outside and wait. No one is allowed to disturb you without my order."

Originally, this voice was enough to cause waves in Yu Xiaogang's mind, but after the root of his worries was gone, Yu Xiaogang's heart became unusually calm, one could even say he felt unprecedented peace.

"Why are you here?" Bibi Dong's voice was no longer gentle after she entered the Pope's Palace and saw Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang put his hands on the table in front of him and stood up. Then he turned his gaze to Bibi Dong, "Are you okay?"

"This question is redundant. What's wrong with being above ten thousand people? As the ruler of the Spirit Hall, even the emperors of the two empires have to show courtesy to me. Do you think there is anything wrong with me?"

Bibi Dong's tone was cold and she really felt that the question was unnecessary. "What's the matter? I don't have any extra time."

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang stopped talking nonsense and said, "Dong'er, I want to know if Feng Yan is really still alive."

"I told you, he's dead." Bibi Dong said casually, as if it was a trivial matter.

Her eyes were cold, and she looked at Yu Xiaogang with increasing disgust. "Please call me Pope, or Your Majesty. You are not qualified to call me that name."

However, Yu Xiaogang was so excited that he slammed the table and stood up.

"Is Feng Yan really dead? Don't you know that his son and his disciples have inherited his legacy? The spirit ring configuration that exceeds the age limit can be easily reproduced in Douluo Continent. How can you make me believe that he is dead? Was he killed by you, Your Majesty?!"

The last "Your Majesty" was Yu Xiaogang's mockery of Bibi Dong, but Bibi Dong didn't care.

"What do I need to explain to you? Why? After all these years, you finally dare to practice the Sunflower Manual? Yu Xiaogang, look at your half-human, half-ghost appearance now, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Bibi Dong's eyes became even colder.

Until now, she still believed that all the Fengyan that appeared on Douluo Continent were fake "Yanfeng".

As for the Soto City Fighting Spirit Arena, it might be someone from the Fengjian Sect pretending to be Feng Yan.

After all, people from the Fengjian Sect do the most of this kind of thing.

It was just like Feng Bailong finally agreed to show up in Tiandou City as the leader of the clan.

"I am ridiculous, but you can't get the wind and you can't kill him. Isn't it even more ridiculous that you are still deceiving yourself?"

While Yu Xiaogang retorted, he threw the manuscript given to him by Yan Feng at Bibi Dong.

"This is given to you by Feng Yan. You should be able to recognize it, right? This handwriting."

After Bibi Dong took the manuscript, she did not look at it immediately, even though her peripheral vision had confirmed that it was Feng Yan's handwriting.

After looking at the determined Yu Xiaogang for a while, Bibi Dong looked at the manuscript suspiciously.

After all, Yu Xiaogang has the manuscript of "Sunflower Manual", so it is possible that he can imitate Feng Yan's handwriting.

However, when Bibi Dong saw the contents of the manuscript, she finally lost her composure, "This... this is!"

This is the complete text of "The Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Am the Only One Who Respects the Kung Fu". It was completed by Feng Yan after he thoroughly perfected it, completing the few pages that were torn off and used as toilet paper that year, and then re-deducing the content based on Bibi Dong's practice of transforming yang into yin.

What’s more important is that Feng Yan’s handwriting is also attached here.

Little guy, the skills I learned back then were not successful, and you shouldn't have practiced them. But I also really hurt you, and it was my fault. I will now complete the article, hoping to break through the 100th level soon. - Feng Yan
There is not much written, but it is the result of Feng's careful consideration of every word.

When Feng Yan was eighteen years old and going to the toilet in Wuhun City, he met the six-year-old Bibi Dong, and he wrote it in the tone of that time.

One reason was to prove his identity, and the other was to arouse Bibi Dong's emotions.

Obviously, both of these rumors were taken into account.

"He's really still alive... This is impossible!"

Bibi Dong lost her composure. She staggered and fell on the Pope's throne. She stared at the manuscript and read it word by word, hoping to find some flaws in it.

"Bibi Dong, he's back! This is an indisputable fact! How long are you going to keep deceiving yourself?"

Yu Xiaogang seized the opportunity to attack Bibi Dong with another blow, but he didn't expect that Bibi Dong would ignore him.

She opened her mouth slightly, unable to utter a word, and tears as big as beans fell on the manuscript.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang knew that his goal had been achieved, and he became more aggressive.

"That's enough! You vicious woman, stop pretending! I brought Fengyan's things for you, shouldn't you bring something in exchange?"

However, Bibi Dong's momentum burst out at this moment.

The purple-black soul power rolled straight towards Yu Xiaogang, immediately pressing him to the ground, and the tea in front of him spilled all over the floor.

"what do you want?"

Bibi Dong walked down the steps to the Pope's throne step by step, her face frighteningly cold.

"Oh! I suddenly remembered that when I told you that Brother Feng Yan was killed by me, a smile appeared on your face."

"I thought you were liking me because we were both Sword Demon fans and our friendship over the years made you like me, so you were so secretly happy."

"Now that I think about it, it wasn't secret joy, it was relief!"

Having said this, there were no more tears on Bibi Dong's face.

She was even unwilling to touch Yu Xiaogang with her hands. Her powerful soul power turned into a fist, which grabbed Yu Xiaogang and strangled his throat tightly.

"Yu Xiaogang, what are you celebrating? Are you celebrating that I killed my lover, or are you celebrating that Brother Feng Yan is dead?!"

"So, did you do something to offend Brother Feng Yan that makes you feel fortunate for his death?"

"After doing something like that, what qualifications do you have to be so arrogant in front of me?! Ah!"

(End of this chapter)