Douluo V: Taking advantage of Xiao Wu's youthful innocence, I tricked her into becoming my wife

Three blows, done.

To put it simply.

The offensive was completely wiped out!

The entire room fell silent.

Feng Xiaotian's claws trembled violently.

"How is that possible...?"

"That was a three-pronged attack!"

Ye Hua tilted his head. "That's it?"

Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth, "Attack together!"

No one responded.

"Go!" Feng Xiaotian urged anxiously.

"Do you still have any soul power?" Huo Wushuang asked irritably.

"Uh..." Feng Xiaotian was about to retort when he suddenly felt weak.

Bad food!

He forgot he had just gone all in!

Not to mention him, even the other three aces were exhausted.

"I'll give it a try," Huo Wushuang said, both amused and exasperated. "I hope Ye Hua also expends a great deal of energy."

"Even though I'll be knocked off the stage by his team members, at least we'll have defeated Ye Hua."

But as it turned out, he was overthinking it.

The Nine Dragons Spirit Yang Staff flips over.

With a single upward thrust of his staff, Huo Wushuang was sent flying.

Two dull blows with a stick, and the two passersby fainted.

"Go down by yourself?" Ye Hua asked.

"You take me there!" Feng Xiaotian said, closing his eyes.

then--

"what!!!"

The staff swept horizontally, and the wind laughed as it flew through the sky.

It slammed hard to the ground and rolled around in a sorry state.

Then, Ye Hua used his soul power to gentlemanly send the female students away.

"Huh?" Feng Xiaotian's eyes widened. "You're showing favoritism!"

Ye Hua retorted irritably, "You took advantage of a loophole, and you still have the nerve to say that?"

Feng Xiaotian lowered his head in embarrassment.

The chief referee personally imposed the penalty.

"The first match of the round of six to three!"

"The victor is the Long Night Team!"

"Let's go, let's go back and rest!" Ye Hua jumped off the stage.

Wang Qiu'er was still muttering, "I haven't even made a move yet," when Ning Rongrong dragged her away.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Spirit Hall team's waiting area was heavy.

"Good news, the Kamikaze Squadron is gone."

"Bad news... *gulp*!"

Xie Yue swallowed his saliva.

"Yan, what do you think?"

Yan was speechless. "You are the captain."

"Or, perhaps Na'er should go and speak to His Holiness the Pope?"

"How about lowering our expectations a bit and getting second place?"

“Go ahead,” Hu Liena scoffed, “we’ll be thrown into the Misty Grand Canyon!”

hiss--

The mere thought of that horrible place sent shivers down the spines of the Spirit Hall members.

Countless predecessors of the Spirit Hall went to the Misty Canyon for training, only to disappear without a trace, neither alive nor dead.

Half of those who returned were disabled!

"But we really can't beat Ye Hua. Heaven knows that guy's strength is so outrageous!"

Xie Yue touched his forehead with his hand, "Even if we also have a Martial Soul Fusion Technique, their brute force can overcome all techniques!"

"How about you try using your seductive arts, Nana? I think Ye Hua is quite lecherous!"

Hu Liena cast a murderous glare at her.

Xie Yue consciously shut her mouth.

“Don’t worry,” Hu Liena stood up, “aren’t you just worried that if you don’t win the championship, the prize will fall into someone else’s hands?”

"Do you think the teacher would be that stupid?"

"Doesn't she know Ye Hua's strength?"

"Then why did His Holiness the Pope..." Yan was a little stunned.

"I don't know," Hu Liena interrupted the conversation.

As the Pope's personal attendant, she heard some rumors.

But she also understood that this rumor should not be spread.

"Let's go, the teacher will definitely want to talk to us."

"Go wait inside the hall first, so you don't end up in a rush."

The rest of the Martial Soul Team quickly followed.

Xie Yue wanted to get closer to Hu Liena, but Hu Liena quickened her pace and left him behind.

Yan immediately gave her a gloating look, "Your little sister's grown up, and she's starting to dislike you!"

"Get out!" Xie Yue glared.

Yan rolled her eyes. "Wait till I catch up with her, then we'll see if you're still glaring at me!"

But little did he know, his smile would soon fade...

Chapter 179 I, Tang San, kneel to heaven, kneel to earth, kneel to my parents

The final six-to-three elimination round has concluded, with the Long Night Team, the Royal Fighting Team, and the Spirit Hall Team standing side by side as the top three.

Due to the butterfly effect, the Star Luo Royal Team suffered a first-round defeat against the Spirit Hall.

Ye Hua mourned for Davis.

The atmosphere in the waiting areas on both sides of the ring was quite different for each team.

On the Spirit Hall team's side, everyone was overjoyed—except for Yan!

"Think positively," Xie Yue suppressed a laugh, "Such a great responsibility is perfect for you!"

"You!!!" Yan thought bitterly, "Captain, I can't do it!"

"You have to do it even if you can't," Xie Yue said, pounding his chest as she regained some ground. "This is the important task His Holiness the Pope gave you during the talks!"

Yan wanted to cry but couldn't shed a tear.

Xie Yue's mind stirred slightly. "Well done, I might give you a chance to pursue my sister!"

"Really?!" Yan's eyes lit up.

But then his expression darkened: "Don't talk big, even your sister looks down on you."

"What did you say!"

"You! Sister! Dislike! You!"

The sound was so loud that it drew attention.

All the teams were watching intently, ready to watch the drama unfold.

"Nana, Yan is bullying your brother!" Xie Yue tried to wake up his sister.

Hu Liena remained silent, simply staring at the angel statue.

"Nana?"

Hu Liena turned her back.

Xie Yue:......

Huo Wushuang grinned mischievously, "Huo Wu? Is your brother good to you?"

"Get out."

Concise and to the point.

The two older brothers looked at each other and fell silent.

Just then, a magnificent aura rose from the Papal Palace, enveloping the entire area.

The noisy audience fell silent instantly.

Everyone involuntarily turned towards the high platform of the Papal Palace.

There, a graceful and elegant figure slowly ascended the stage.

A long, white and purple dress trailed on the ground, adorned with scattered crystals.

The scepter in his hand lightly tapped the ground, producing a soft "thud," yet it felt as if it were striking the heart of everyone.

Bibi Dong, Pope of the Spirit Hall, is one of the most powerful chess players on the entire continent.

Over the years, she has secretly placed countless pieces on the chessboard.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"

Led by the Spirit Hall team, the frenzy was palpable.

The sound spread like dominoes, expanding layer by layer, eventually merging into a deafening tsunami.

Behind Bibidon followed twelve cardinals, second only to the Platinum Bishop!

There's also Ning Fengzhi, an honorary elder of the Spirit Hall, and Chen Xin, his personal bodyguard.

"Dad! Grandpa Jian!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed excitedly.

Dugu Bo saw them and snorted coldly.

As a titled Douluo, if he wanted to step into the limelight, no one would dare to embarrass him.

However, since the Spirit Hall attacked and killed his grandson-in-law, he refused to walk the Spirit Hall's red carpet!

Unlike Ning Fengzhi, who has a large family and business and doesn't need to worry about the reputation of the Spirit Hall!

"Your Majesty, Poisonous Douluo." The Snake Woman approached Tianxiang.

"Hmm," Dugu Bo's expression softened slightly, "You didn't leave?"

"I'm worried about Ye Hua."

"And what about me!"

Dugu Bo looked at the Snake Woman, "If they really want to turn against me, I'll throw away all my pride!"