Silver Superman, starting from Super God Academy

Luo Fan arrived outside Bibi Dong's palace and leisurely lay down on a grand chair.

Bibi Dong, however, sat on a stone stool nearby, glaring at Luo Fan with gritted teeth.

Last night, Luo Fan actually wanted to drink fresh milk again.

After struggling with it, I experienced severe chest pain.

There were even specks of blood on his chest.

"Da Dongdong, come give Brother Luo a massage."

Suddenly, Luo Fan's voice rang out.

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's eyebrows furrowed, her beautiful face contorting with anger. She spat and said:

"Press it? Press it my ass, I'm not doing it."

"Ok?"

Luo Fan gave a light snort and said:

"Oh, I think I want to drink milk again."

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's face showed a hint of fear. She quickly stood up and came behind Luo Fan, placing her slender fingers on his shoulder.

The comfortable pressure and refreshing fragrance made Luo Fan feel relaxed and extremely comfortable.

"Mmm, that feels good. Da Dongdong, you are not only stunningly beautiful, but your massage skills are also amazing."

"I need a massage now, and you have to give me one tonight too."

"What do you say, Da Dongdong?"

"Do not……"

Bibi Dong was about to say no, but then she remembered Luo Fan's habit of drinking milk, and quickly changed her mind, gritting her teeth as she said:

"Okay... Brother Luo!"

"Hahahaha!"

Luo Fan laughed heartily as he watched Bibi Dong's discomfiture, her expression one of wanting to kill him but unable to.

Hearing Luo Fan's loud laughter and seeing his deep affection as he groaned with satisfaction from her massage, Bibi Dong really wanted to slap him.

However, she dared not, for she was afraid Luo Fan would drink the milk.

So, she could only grit her teeth and glare at Luo Fan while simultaneously giving him a thorough massage.

"Your Highness, the Pope requests your presence!"

Suddenly, a soft, seductive voice sounded from behind.

Bibi Dong turned around and saw that it was Ju Douluo Yue Guan who had arrived.

Originally, she was planning to elope with Yu Xiaogang in the next few days, but she didn't want to see Pope Qian Xunji, lest her elopement plan be disrupted.

However, upon hearing Yue Guan's words, Bibi Dong was overjoyed.

Finally, finally I can get rid of this mentally unstable guy.

However, she still needed the consent of the person in front of her. Bibi Dong thought that Yue Guan was a Title Douluo.

Therefore, dealing with Luo Fan, who is also a Title Douluo, should not be a big problem.

It's even possible that they could defeat Luo Fan.

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong stared at Yue Guan with her beautiful eyes and said:

"Elder Yueguan, I would like to go see my master, His Holiness the Pope, right now, but I'm afraid it's not possible."

"Oh?"

Yue Guan let out a charming soft "oh" and asked:

"Holy Maiden, why is this?"

Bibi Dong pointed at Luo Fan in front of her and said:

"Well, I'm afraid this Title Douluo, Lord Luo Fan, won't allow it."

Upon hearing this, Yue Guan finally noticed Luo Fan behind Bibi Dong.

Tall and upright, with well-defined muscles and an exceptionally handsome appearance.

Wow, what a handsome man!

Yue Guan said with a surprised laugh.

"Damn, you calling him handsome is disgusting."

Luo Fan immediately retorted with insults.

Although the woman in front of me looks like a beauty.

However, Luo Fan knew that this was a man.

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan, effeminate.

"you!"

When Chrysanthemum Douluo Moonlight heard Luo Fan scolding him, his lips turned even bluer with anger, and his hand trembled with rage as he pointed at Luo Fan.

"You bastard Luo Fan, if I, Chrysanthemum Douluo, don't tear you to pieces today, I swear I'm not human."

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of spirit rings appeared on Chrysanthemum Douluo's body.

A total of nine spirit rings appeared, making him a Title Douluo.

Nine soul rings in nine colors: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black.

"The Extraordinary Chrysanthemum!"

With a shout, Chrysanthemum Douluo caused golden light curtains to appear, forming a barrier that surrounded Luo Fan.

The Qirong Tongtianju Soul Skill can envelop both the enemy and the user within a barrier.

Enemies within the barrier will have their speed slowed down, and weaker enemies may even be completely immobilized by the power within the barrier.

Golden rays of light enveloped Luo Fan.

However, I, Luo Fan, remained seated in the chair, my body showing no reaction whatsoever, as if I were completely unaffected.

Upon witnessing this scene, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan covered his red lips with his spiked fingers and exclaimed in surprise:

"You, how come you weren't affected at all?"

Bibi Dong was also inside Chrysanthemum Douluo's Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum Barrier at this moment.

At that moment, she felt immense pressure, as if a thousand pounds of force were pressing down on her.

Even his legs were trembling violently, and he felt immense pressure sinking down into his chest.

However, Bibi Dong looked at Luo Fan, who was still sitting leisurely in his chair, and was completely unaffected.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong could almost conclude that Chrysanthemum Douluo was probably no match for Luo Fan.

Faced with Luo Fan's surprised question, Luo Fan didn't even glance at Chrysanthemum Douluo, but instead focused his gaze on Bibi Dong.

This scene made Chrysanthemum Douluo feel extremely humiliated.

He's a titled Douluo, yet Ah Xing isn't respected wherever he goes.

Luo Fan, who was still in the middle of a battle, didn't even glance at him.

"Ugh, I'm so angry!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo roared angrily, saying:

"Aloof and self-admiring!"

He concentrated his soul power in his legs and unleashed a golden blade of light that slashed toward Luo Fan.

Chrysanthemum Douluo was confident that this light blade, condensed from his solitary and self-admiring soul skill, was enough to severely injure Luo Fan.

The terrifying blade of light exuded a chilling aura and arrived in front of Luo Fan in an instant, then slashed at Luo Fan's body.

"Zi!"

When the light blade, powerful enough to shatter metal and break stone, struck Luo Fan's chest, it only made a hissing sound.

Luo Fan remained seated in his chair, patting his chest.

Chrysanthemum Douluo was dumbfounded.

His self-admiring soul skill was so powerful that even ordinary titled Douluo couldn't withstand it.

They were either seriously injured or killed.

Luo Fan sat there motionless, letting the solitary soul skill strike him.

But the result was that Luo Fan had no injuries on his chest at all.

Even Luo Fan's clothes didn't have a single tear.

"Peptide!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo scratched his long golden hair and said:

"You, how come you don't have a single injury?"

Luo Fan glanced at Chrysanthemum Douluo indifferently and said:

"It's obvious that your attack power is incredibly weak."

As he spoke, Luo Fan beckoned to Chrysanthemum Douluo and said:

"Come on, unleash all your soul skills. I want to see just how powerful the soul skills of a Title Douluo on the Douluo Continent are, and whether they're enough to tickle me."

"Tickling?"

Upon hearing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo's face was filled with anger.

His powerful soul skill attack was described by the opponent as merely a tickle.

"Okay, you said it yourself."

"If you're so capable, sit still and let me unleash my soul skills one by one to kill you."