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

Chapter 176: State of Mind, Taking Advantage
"Dai Mubai is really impressive."

Dai Mubai's four soul rings lit up at the same time.

The White Tiger Protective Barrier and the White Tiger Vajra Transformation protected the body, while the shining white light of the White Tiger Fiery Light Wave and the White Tiger Meteor Shower concentrated on one point for a single explosion.

He blocked the attack of the Nether White Tiger with his own strength, even though he was knocked off the fighting arena.

Unable to dodge, this is Dai Mubai's only chance to survive.

Faced with life and death, even saints would hesitate. Dai Mubai was able to survive and survive. Even Feng Yan gave him high praise for his performance.

This also gave Zhu Zhuqing some time.

"Fourth soul skill, Netherworld Hell!"

In an ordinary soul master duel, the age of the soul ring determines the strength.

Zhu Zhuqing's three black soul rings were so horrifying that Bibi Dong couldn't stop staring at her.

When her fourth soul skill was activated, the entire fighting arena was submerged in a faint black mist.

And Zhu Zhuqing just disappeared like that.

Immediately afterwards, the five people except the Nether White Tiger, the rear support of the Xingluo Royal Academy team, were attacked almost at the same time.

The screams came one after another, but ended immediately.

If Feng Yan heard correctly, Bibi Dong beside him whispered: "Space-related domain skills? No, it's a spiritual skill!"

Bibi Dong's mental power was strong enough to see through Zhu Zhuqing's fourth soul skill.

"This is a skill from the Ten Thousand Year Old Ghost Python. If Second Uncle wasn't someone with the wind attribute that could restrain the ghost mist it spits out, it would be really hard to defeat it." Ning Rongrong commented excitedly.

"This skill takes Zhuqing's breath blocking ability to a higher level. Combined with her original speed, the opponent will be lost in a black mist and be caught off guard by Zhuqing who attacks from nowhere."

Judging from the results on the fighting spirit arena, the Nether White Tiger killed Dai Mubai in one strike, and during this interval, Zhu Zhuqing quietly passed the Nether White Tiger's sight and cleared out the other five people in an instant.

To be able to do this requires more than just speed and breath concealment.

Zhu Zhuqing's attack power also needs to be strong enough. Being fast is useless.

Just after doing all this, Zhu Zhuqing's third soul ring also lit up.

"Third soul skill, Netherworld Cross Slash!"

Zhu Zhuqing's body suddenly solidified, her hands clasped together above her head, and the claws on her ten fingers quickly merged together.

The black light blade quickly condensed and appeared above Zhu Zhuqing's head. She then swung her hands towards the huge body of the Netherworld White Tiger.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong commented again: "The skills of the Ten Thousand Year Demon Rhino are pure attack spirit skills!"

The cross slash shining with black light almost crossed half of the fighting arena. It can only be said that the ten thousand year soul skill is so terrifying.

A hint of fear flashed across the eyes of the Netherworld White Tiger, but it also raised its claws to meet the attack with great agility.

The combination of the White Tiger and the Netherworld Cat brings super strong attack and defense, while the huge body is also agile. This is a near-perfect martial soul fusion technique.

The Netherworld White Tiger retreated to the edge of the fighting arena with unimaginable agility, avoiding the Netherworld Slash's attack from behind.

Then, the huge tiger claws slapped the huge cross on the left and right.

The teeth-grinding resonance sound exploded throughout the entire venue. Except for a few soul masters with powerful cultivation, even ordinary soul saints had to circulate their soul power to resist the aftermath of such an attack.

What happened next was surprising.

Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have exhausted all her soul power. She rushed left and right on the fighting arena, but was chased by the Netherworld White Tiger and had no way to go up or down.

Zhu Zhuyun's angry voice also reached everyone's ears through the martial soul fusion technique.

"Zhu Zhuqing! Do you think it's wise to become the Sword Demon's disciple? Giving up on Dai Mubai is the same as giving up on the Netherworld White Tiger. You are the only one here, what can you use to compete with us?!"

However, few people noticed that Zhu Zhuqing had a warm smile on her face.

“When a person is strong enough, she will not be affected by the disturbances in the outside world. Because she has the ability to deal with crises, she is not afraid of hardships and is naturally calm and optimistic.”

Feng Yan knew that Zhu Zhuqing was only using Lingbo Weibu to restore her soul power.

Zhu Zhuyun's roar sounded like she was angry at the other party for not fighting back, and she was attacking him mercilessly.

In fact, to Zhu Zhuqing, it was just the concern from her sister.

In the current situation, if Zhu Zhuqing has no one to rely on, dying at the hands of her own sister would actually be the greatest happiness.

There are many things in the world that are more painful than death, and the sisters know this very well.

Feng Yan's words sounded normal, but they were deafening to Bibi Dong's ears.

Is he talking about Zhu Zhuqing?

The one who is powerful enough is obviously Bibi Dong!

After years of hard work, what did she get?
Power? Or the supreme honor of being the Pope?

Will this give her peace of mind?

However, Zhu Zhuqing's movements finally changed, and her fifth soul ring finally lit up.

Bibi Dong stopped thinking about it for a moment and continued to observe carefully.

"Fifth soul skill, the power of the underworld!"

Violent black light burst out from Zhu Zhuqing's body, covering the entire venue for a moment.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong almost jumped up.

“Here it comes! This is a skill bestowed by the Dark Earth Dragon that is over 30,000 years old. It is the limit of Zhu Qing’s ability to absorb spirit rings! If it weren’t for it, Zhu Qing would probably be able to absorb one more spirit ring!”

As Ning Rongrong finished her words, Zhu Zhuqing faced the attack of the Netherworld White Tiger head-on.

The black light bursting out from Zhu Zhuqing's body condensed into a huge black light ball, which hit the sharp claws of the Netherworld White Tiger.

The horrific aftermath of the attack spread out, and the Netherworld White Tiger could not withstand such an attack and disintegrated directly.

Davis and Zhu Zhuyun's bodies flew out and landed dangerously on the edge of the fighting arena.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, who was kneeling on one knee with her clothes torn, capillaries broken all over her body, and bathed in blood, Zhu Zhuyun's eyes were filled with horror.

But she did not hesitate and once again launched a charge towards Zhu Zhuqing, who was at the end of her strength.

"What can you do? What else can you do?! Dying in my hands is the best ending for you!"

Zhu Zhuyun was extremely angry.

Zhu Zhuqing's attack could obviously have been completed in a better way and at the best attack angle, such as jumping over the Netherworld White Tiger and attacking the side.

But Zhu Zhuqing chose to attack head-on.

When will a spirit master of the Agility Attack type launch a head-on attack?

"Zhu Zhuqing! What do you want to prove? Prove that the Netherworld White Tiger is vulnerable?" The audience in the audience naturally had no hope of Zhu Zhuqing's victory.

Feng Xiaotian said with regret: "Is Shrek going to lose? Is this the price of being conceited?"

Huo Wu beside him shook her head, "No, if it ended so easily, Yan Feng's expression wouldn't be so calm."

Facing her sister's Netherworld Thrust, which was launched with her last bit of strength, Zhu Zhuqing showed a heart-stirring smile.

"No, only people are powerful, not conservative families."

Zhu Zhuqing took a light step and easily avoided Zhu Zhuyun's attack.

At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing performed the Plum Blossom Hand Technique, and her wrist danced lightly like a spirit snake.

After just a brief encounter, Zhu Zhuyun flew out.

Feng Xiaotian, who had just said that Shrek was going to lose, was naturally dumbfounded. "How is this possible?! She clearly didn't use much strength?"

When Davis's White Tiger Vajra Transformation was added and he attacked again, Zhu Zhuqing's attack became extremely sharp.

First, a palm passed through Davis's claws and hit his chin.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Davis' feet just left the ground.

In just a moment of distraction, Davis had his throat strangled and was held in Zhu Zhuqing's hand.

As Zhu Zhuqing tightened her strength, Davis' eyes widened, and he finally lost consciousness, with his limbs drooping.

"Is this a stubborn family feud? Sorry, you lose."

This battle of souls ended in complete silence.

Zhu Zhuqing, covered in blood, stood on the fighting spirit stage and almost single-handedly wiped out the Xingluo Royal Academy team, one of the three major seed teams.

He faced the Netherworld White Tiger head-on, without using any soul skills, and defeated two Soul Masters. What kind of terrifying combat power is this?

When Feng Yan carried Zhu Zhuqing down from the fighting spirit arena, he knew that all of Zhu Zhuqing's knots had been untied and her future practice would be smooth sailing.

When Feng Yan walked off the stage, one of the protagonists of the next fighting spirit match, the Royal Fighting Team, was walking towards him.

The scent of crabapple flowers wafted in, and Ye Lingling had already activated her martial soul and began to treat Zhu Zhuqing.

Dugu Yan opened her mouth as if to curse, "You little bastards, you are unexpectedly strong. Although I am not weak and will protect Lingling, don't forget to avenge us."

Yu Tianheng shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Brother Yan, I was planning to have another good fight with you in this tournament, but unfortunately we no longer have the chance. We will also try our best to let them show their strength, please."

Feng Yan shrugged and sincerely suggested: "It's not a big problem. I suggest you just surrender and don't be stubborn."

Compared with his father, Yu Tianheng is countless times better.

Feng Yan gave this reminder only for the sake of his mother.

"Even you say that?" Yu Tianheng was a little discouraged.

Feng Yan nodded, "Almost. One or two failures are nothing. Don't think about forcing a breakthrough. This will be detrimental to your future practice. Be timid when necessary. Only those who are alive can have the last laugh."

Even if an ordinary Soul Sage does not activate his martial soul's true body, he cannot be compared with a Soul King or a Soul Emperor, not to mention Hu Liena who has practiced the "Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Am the Only One" skill.

The Royal Fighting Team has almost no ability to resist.

On the path of cultivation, it is incomplete unless you are hunted down to the point where you have no way to go up to heaven or enter the earth.

The right thing to do is to seek opportunities for survival in desperate situations.

It is incredible to win when you do something knowing it is impossible, but no one can guarantee to win all the time.

Without saying anything more, Feng Yan returned to the spectator seats, and Jiangzhu took over the task of treatment.

"Hey, what did you just say to them? Ye Lingling is about to go on stage, aren't you worried?" Ning Rongrong tilted her head and looked over.

"Nothing, I advised them to just admit defeat."

"Uh…"

Soon, Ning Rongrong no longer wanted to care about her boyfriend, as the most anticipated game finally began.

As the second of the three seeded teams, the Tiandou Royal Academy team and the Wuhundian Academy team stepped onto the competition stage, and the entire audience was already quiet.

In the second round, among the seven players from the Spirit Hall Academy team, Hu Liena and the other two did not appear.

This time, in order to deal with the Tiandou Royal Academy, the three of them finally walked at the front of the Wuhun Hall Academy team and came to the fighting spirit arena.

Hu Liena looks very similar to her brother Xie Yue. At first glance, she doesn't seem that stunningly beautiful, and she doesn't have the kind of alluring Daji that Feng Yan imagined.

However, this is also where the problem lies.

In the Spirit Hall Academy team, against the backdrop of the all-white team uniforms, Hu Liena's aura is extremely condensed, and she is in a charming and restrained state.

However, as Bibi Dong's direct disciple, Hu Liena did not learn her teacher's disguise skills. Instead, she was confident and proud.

Feng Yan's eyes rolled, and he secretly asked Bibi Dong, "Aunt, what are the strengths of the senior sisters? Can you tell me?"

Bibi Dong rolled her eyes. She was cute, but she really deserved a beating.

"Xie Yue, Nana, and Yan, they are all trained by me personally. Xie Yue, a level 52 strong attack type battle soul king, with a martial soul of Moon Blade. Yan, a level 52 fire attribute strong attack type battle soul king, with a martial soul of Flame Lord."

"Nana inherited that technique and is the strongest. She is already a level 71 control-type combat soul king, and her martial soul is a fox. Xieyue and Nana each took their parents' surnames and inherited their parents' martial souls."

Feng Yan's mouth twitched, "Doesn't that mean you didn't say anything? Can you tell me something I don't know?"

Bibi Dong turned around and smiled beautifully at Feng Yan, "Sure, ask your father to come see me."

The corners of Feng Yan's mouth twitched even more violently, and he said casually: "I am Feng Yan, do you believe it?"

Bibi Dong smiled, "What do little kids think about every day? Could it be that my current appearance has aroused your interest?"

Wow? You still feel superior? It turns out that older men can't resist fresh meat?
"If you're interested, I can help you." Anyway, no one will suffer any loss, so who's afraid of who?

Bibi Dong's eyes twitched. She didn't expect that the joke would backfire on her.

I decided to play with the child to dampen his arrogance. "What about Xiaoxue? How do you explain it to her?"

When it comes to telling dirty jokes, can Feng Yan lose to Douluo?
He simply ignored Bibi Dong's assumption, "Oh? You agree? No, His Holiness the Pope said this and that... I can't bear it just thinking about it!"

Finally, Bibi Dong raised her little hand and waved it in front of Feng Yan. The murderous look in her eyes was so terrifying.

Seeing Bibi Dong like this, Feng Yan felt so happy.

He now talks about how Bibi Dong completed the practical training that year and it took her a month to complete it.

Feng Yan became more and more excited the more he thought about it, and hugged Bibi Dong's small body in his arms, "Hey, you don't want to be exposed in this situation, right?"

"You... brat! Let me go! Believe it or not, I'll tell Xiaoxue that you have evil thoughts about me too?!"

"But I think she would be happy to accept this."

(End of this chapter)