Douluo: Wuhun Pig Man, all generations help me to be invincible

Chapter 25 Apprenticeship Ceremony
On the stage, Dugu Bo was already sitting on a sandalwood chair. He, who had never cared about his appearance, finally took the time to take care of himself. His messy hair was combed neatly and he wore a brand new dark green robe that was spotless.

"I'm a little unfamiliar with this guy."

Ju Douluo blinked his eyes. The old poisonous creature always looked disheveled every time he challenged him to a fight.

"Pretending."

Yu Yuanzhen snorted coldly, the sourness in his words was hard to hide.

Dugu Yan stood beside Dugu Bo wearing a purple cheongsam, the slim-fitting clothes outlining her perfect curves.

Xue Qinghe also walked onto the stage in auspicious attire, and his voice spread throughout the venue under the stimulation of his soul power.

"Welcome everyone to the apprenticeship ceremony held in the Imperial Palace today. I am the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe. I will be the master of ceremonies for today's ceremony. Of course, it is my honor to be able to help His Majesty Dugu."

Xue Beng looked at Xue Qinghe with a look of longing. He also wanted to stand in that position and replace Xue Qinghe as the crown prince.

"The auspicious time has arrived, and the ceremony officially begins!"

Xue Qinghe's eyes sparkled. In order to make this matter bigger, he even specially asked the old guys in the Ministry of Rites to dig out these things from ancient books.

"Trend!"

Following Xue Qinghe's light shout, Xie Mo's figure appeared from the end of the empty road.

At this moment, he was dressed in formal attire, with a serious expression on his face. He straightened his posture and walked quickly towards Dugu Bo.

"Is this the innate full soul power of that mutant martial soul?"

Everyone looked at Xie Mo and whispered to each other. After all, the value of innate full soul power was still sufficient these days. Generally speaking, including those who concealed it, it was difficult to find one in two or three years on average.

"Baptism!"

Xie Mo stretched out his hands and slowly washed them in the golden basin, then took the towel handed to him by Ye Lingling and thanked him softly.

"Dress properly!"

Xie Mo carefully tidied his clothes, feeling very excited. He had never had such an experience in his previous life. In this life, as an orphan and receiving care from Dugu Bo, his thoughts had already changed.

"So complicated."

Ning Rongrong opened her eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of her. Everything was new to her, but she couldn't bear to do so.

"Be careful!"

Ning Fengzhi lowered his voice and shouted softly, then he watched Ning Rongrong cover her mouth and shrink her head, and decided to go back and teach her about etiquette again.

The field was silent, with only the sound of the gentle wind and Xue Qinghe's loud voice.

"offer!"

Xie Mo took the gift box handed to him by Ye Lingling, held it up respectfully and presented it to Dugu Bo, then handed the gift box to Dugu Yan who was standing beside him.

"Perform the apprenticeship ceremony."

“Preach with one bow!”

Xie Mo looked at Dugu Bo, whose expression was stiff in front of him. There was obviously a crystal in the other's eyes.

He folded his hands in front of his chest and bowed deeply.

"Second bow to teach!"

Xie Mo bowed again, "Master, Master, a teacher is like a father." He had a deeper feeling for these two words in his heart.

"Three bows to clear up the confusion!"

Xue Qinghe's face was full of emotion. Why did this kind of etiquette get lost in history?

Xie Mo bowed again. The people in the audience widened their eyes. They didn’t expect that becoming a disciple could be done in this way. Couldn’t it be enough to just bow once?

"Toast tea!"

Ye Lingling brought a cup of tea, which was then served by Xie Mo himself.

Dugu Bo took the tea tremblingly, but how could his strength be so low? It was just that he couldn't help himself in this atmosphere.

"This is the first time I have accepted a disciple, and I don't know what to say."

Dugu Bo pondered for a few seconds, then relaxed his brows and continued speaking.

"I only know that this kid named Xie Mo is my apprentice, and you are not allowed to have any ideas about him."

Dugu Bo's eyes flashed fiercely as he scanned the crowd below the stage. "I have nothing to say about injuries in battle, but this can only be a fight between peers. If anyone dares to bully the weak, I will make sure that only the strong are left in your family. I can swear on this with my martial spirit!"

Everyone in the audience straightened up. The spirit oath was the most serious oath in Douluo Continent, which showed that Dugu Bo was not joking.

And the most important reason why Dugu Bo has such a special status in the Tiandou Empire is because his poison can attack a group of people. Ordinary Soul Douluo can't last long, not to mention low-level soul masters who will die immediately after being touched by it. But who doesn't have weak relatives and friends?

“And of course my granddaughter!”

Dugu Bo added this sentence while suppressing his embarrassment. Dugu Yan pinched him secretly behind his back in shame and anger, wondering why her grandfather was like this.

There was good-natured laughter from the audience. They were still willing to give this face. After all, Dugu Bo had no power and his interests did not overlap with theirs.

"The ceremony is over!"

Xue Qinghe quickly changed the subject. This part was originally used by the master to warn the disciple, but Dugu Bo used it to threaten others, so he had to stop it forcibly if he couldn't make it go on.

The apprenticeship ceremony was over. Dugu Yan and Xie Mo were registered with all major forces. They were all poison gas bombs. When they exploded, Dugu Bo's poison gas would spread.

However, there are also forces that secretly want to put the blame on other forces. There are pros and cons to becoming a disciple this time. Generally speaking, the pros outweigh the cons. At least you can have an impression after signing up.

After the apprenticeship, everyone had time to eat and drink and enjoy the dance arranged by the royal family. If nothing else, the royal chef’s cooking skills were quite good.

"Dad, when will there be something fun to watch?"

Ning Rongrong pouted and shook Ning Fengzhi's arm. She had asked Grandpa Jian if she could see other people fighting today.

"Soon, someone will be unable to hold it back any longer."

Ning Fengzhi raised his eyebrows and said helplessly that he didn't know whether his daughter's temper was good or bad.

As expected, halfway through, Ju Douluo's feminine voice rang out in the venue.

"Today is a good day, and Old Poison's apprenticeship ceremony has brought everyone together. How about we learn from each other?"

"It's a relief. The dance performed by this dancer is nothing good."

Who says dancers don’t dance well?

Many henpecked husbands cursed in their hearts, can’t they just watch a little longer? It’s not like they won’t come for the competition.

"Forget about the sparring. You seniors are too powerful. This small palace is definitely not big enough for you to mess around with."

"Why not let the geniuses from each family take action on your behalf, so that everyone can see what the future of our Tiandou Empire will be like."

Xue Qinghe spoke in unison with Ju Douluo. This was the royal family's business, and after becoming a disciple, things here would have little to do with Dugu Bo.

"This sect leader supports Senior Yue Guan's proposal."

Ning Fengzhi continued to put the hat on Ju Douluo's head. If he got angry, he could just point the finger at the Spirit Hall. The Spirit Hall had indeed become much stronger in recent years.

"I support it, too."

Yu Yuanzhen also agreed. The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex's reputation was earned through fighting, so it was a good opportunity to train Tian Heng.

Now that the highest-ranking people have spoken, who else would dare to disagree? The worst that could happen is that they would just have to admit defeat.

However, looking at the little geniuses around them who were eager to try, they also had a headache about how to arrange it.

"Yan, you go first!"

Ju Douluo gently stroked the tender chin and sent Yan out to test the waters and explore the way.

"I will obey the orders of the elders."

Yan was already fantasizing about his heroic figure being seen by Hu Liena, and then falling in love with him and being with him.

In fact, after hearing that she was not the first to appear, Hu Liena immediately frowned.

"Yan, the Martial Soul Flame Lord, a Level 32 Battle Soul Master, is applying to go into battle."

　I thought about writing Yan's soul power level here for a long time, and finally I searched a lot of information to find out the approximate situation.

　　Tang San was just 25 years old when he became a god. In the same year, Xie Yue told Yan that he was almost 30 years old, which means that Yan was only about five years older than Tang San. The protagonist and Tang San were set to be the same age, but Yan was actually only 11 years old. I always thought he was eight or nine years older. Hu Liena was about the same, both four or five years older.

　　Dugu Yan is about seven years older than Tang San and two years older than the others. This difference in soul power...

　　Moreover, most of the contestants are around 20 years old, and Feng Xiaotian is 24 years old and already level 44, which is really a waste of talent.

　　It turns out that the golden generation really is the golden generation. I misunderstood them, sob.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)