I have already finished playing Naruto, you let me travel through Douluo

Chapter 15: Ju Douluo's ability to make up stories is quite impressive

But it turned out that Juegui Douluo was happy too early.

Perhaps it was the white-haired boy's low-key and calm demeanor, as well as his polite attitude towards others, that made them subconsciously ignore certain established terrible realities.

For example, this child actually has the fifteenth level of soul power.

For example, this child is only six years old this year.

And
"Hahahahaha, did you two eat the poisonous mushrooms from the Star Dou Great Forest? How can you say something that even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe?"

If you don't see something too outrageous with your own eyes, you won't believe it.

Above the main square of Wuhun City, in the clouds.

An extremely magnificent hall is located in the middle of it, magnificent and golden, looming in the clouds and mist, and surrounded by huge palaces guarding it.

The Pope's Palace!
A sacred place in the hearts of all soul masters in Douluo Continent.

That is the highest center of power, the pinnacle of strength, and the orthodoxy of soul masters.

At this moment, bursts of laughter were heard in this magnificent hall.

The clean floor was like a fine mirror, reflecting the patterns of the murals. The glazed tiles were extremely light-transmitting but not dazzling. Several people were divided into two rows and stood in order. Even so, the hall still seemed a little empty.

So that the laughter can continue to echo.

"Six years old and already have level 15 soul power? A thousand-year soul ring, four soul skills, and you are proficient in so many techniques, Moon Pass, Ghost, I think you two should stop taking charge of criminal law and go make up stories. You are definitely good at it."

"Hahahaha, yeah, you might as well just say he became a Titled Douluo at the age of sixteen and a God at the age of eighteen, isn't it almost the same anyway, hahahaha."

Countless good-intentioned, malicious, and even malicious ridicules followed one after another, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Of course, the two protagonists were in a bad mood.

In the center of the hall, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo stood there, with extremely awkward expressions on their faces.

Seeing the laughter getting louder and louder, Yue Guan clenched his teeth, his snow-white neck flushed red, and finally he couldn't help but shouted angrily, "We'll know if that child is that talented once we bring him here. Do you think we would tell such a lie that can be easily exposed?!"

The ghost didn't say anything, but just nodded silently, and then secretly remembered those who laughed at them.

"Your Holiness, I request that you bring that child here right now to show you what a true genius is!!"

Yue Guan glanced at everyone with hatred, bowed, and turned his gaze to the top, the beautiful woman leaning on the Pope's throne.

The latter closed her eyes and rested, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if the ridicule and arguments present had nothing to do with her.

"No, Elder Ju, I'm not being too picky, but it seems that some banned drugs can also achieve such an effect, but the duration of these banned drugs is usually not long."

The person who spoke was a young man in handsome clothes.

The young man didn't look very old, but he was wearing a light gray robe that represented offerings. His left eye was covered with ice and snow, and there was a faint smile on his face.

He glanced at Ju Douluo and spoke softly.

"you"

Yue Guan looked at the handsome young man angrily and said through gritted teeth, "Elder Guang Ling, what do you mean?"

"Literally, Elder Ju's ability to understand text needs to be improved. Young people should do what young people should do. Don't be too ambitious. False and empty words can only deceive yourself, not others."

The latter smiled calmly, looked at the beautiful woman on the Pope's throne, and said meaningfully.

"Asshole, you."

At this moment, Yue Guan really wanted to punch his handsome face hard, but he also knew that this was impossible.

Although he looks young, he is actually over 90 years old. Both his strength and fame are superior to those of young people like him.

What's more troublesome is that this old guy is a staunch supporter of the six-winged angel lineage and has always been dissatisfied with the Pope's ascension to the throne. Such people make up the majority in the Spirit Hall.

If I show my hostility too obviously, it will bring unnecessary trouble to His Holiness the Pope.

This old guy pretending to be young will die a miserable death sooner or later!
After cursing Guangling Douluo in his heart, Yue Guan took a deep breath, glanced at the other people in the hall, and a strange sneer appeared on his pretty face.

If he really lied, His Holiness the Pope will definitely be questioned this time.

But this time, you are going to be slapped in the face.
What is he laughing at?
Everyone present felt a little puzzled.

In this situation, can you still laugh? Guangling Douluo frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Is it true?

No, it's impossible.

As a veteran Titled Douluo, he also felt that Yue Guan was talking nonsense.

It was not a prejudice caused by factional opposition. On the contrary, when he heard Ju Douluo's description, he repeatedly deduced it in his mind until he denied the last possibility. Only then did he decide to stand up and not miss this good opportunity to attack Bibi Dong.

Not only had he read Su Chen's information, but he was also quite familiar with it. As one of the top three awakened people in the Spirit Hall, the information had been delivered to his desk a long time ago.

From the first time the white-haired boy wet the bed to the time he began to struggle to exercise, all the details were clearly checked in the past few days, including Su Chen's father Su Xiao and his grandfather and ancestors.

Looking around, there are only two words to describe it: ordinary.

The ancestors had ordinary martial arts spirits, ordinary strength, and ordinary family backgrounds.

Su Xiao was able to become a purple-robed cardinal not because of his outstanding strength. To put it nicely, it means that he had enough qualifications. To put it bluntly, your family has been working for the Spirit Hall since your great-grandfather's generation, and they couldn't stand it anymore so they gave you the purple-robed cardinal title.

Perhaps it was because he had always been working diligently, that by Su Chen's generation, a rare mutation had occurred in his martial spirit. Even Guangling Douluo could not find out what it was. After all, the continent was so vast, and the Spirit Hall was not omnipotent.

But the innate full soul power proves that it is not a weak martial soul.

The white-haired boy was indeed very smart since he was young, and he liked to exercise on his own.

Overall, he is a genius, and a rare precocious genius.

But being a genius doesn't mean one can be as outrageous as what Ju Douluo said. This completely overturned his understanding as a Titled Douluo.

Since you want to use this kid to increase your own power, I don't mind killing your spirit.

If it weren't for the order from His Majesty the Old Pope, who do you think you are to be able to sit in that seat?
Guangling Douluo glanced at the absolutely beautiful woman on the Pope's throne, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Since Elder Ju is so sure, then bring him here. I think whether he has done anything wrong will naturally escape the eyes of the elders."

A cold and lofty voice came from above, spreading throughout the hall, and the noisy hall gradually quieted down.

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes were calm as she met Guang Ling's somewhat sharp gaze.

A depressing atmosphere instantly enveloped the hall; everyone's expressions changed slightly and they all lowered their heads.

After a while, Guangling Douluo's eyes flashed and he lowered his head on his own initiative.

"Of course, it is up to His Holiness the Pope to decide."

"But let me be clear in advance, Elder Ju, please don't do something stupid."

"It's best to show what you said."

He looked at Ju Douluo, whose face looked extremely ugly, and smiled faintly.

In just a few sentences, all escape routes were blocked.

“You humph!!”

Ju Douluo could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He bowed to Bibi Dong, then pulled Ghost Douluo out of the hall without looking back.

He was afraid that he would not be able to resist fighting with this old man who was pretending to be young.

"Young people are impatient, don't you think, Your Holiness?"

Guangling Douluo sighed helplessly, but his brows slightly frowned.

How come these two people look so confident? And Bibi Dong also
He looked at the beautiful woman who continued to rest with her eyes closed with some confusion.

Even at this point, after he had blocked all his escape routes, he did not panic at all.

Could it be that the guy named Su Chen is really that powerful?

No, that's impossible. That can't exist.

Guangling Douluo exhaled lightly, shook his head, and confirmed his thoughts.

This must be some kind of scam. Humph, Bibi Dong, just wait for yourself to shoot yourself in the foot!

(End of this chapter)