Ye Qifeng and Bibi Dong would not talk about anything at night. They would sleep quietly hugging each other. They would usually discuss things after waking up in the morning.
This is the tacit understanding that their master and apprentice have developed over the years.
Ye Qifeng explained the matter of forming a team for the Soul Master Elite Competition to Bibi Dong when they had breakfast one early morning.
At that time, after learning about Ye Qifeng's idea, Bibi Dong became interested and made a bet with him.
The master and apprentice agreed to form a team each to participate in the next Soul Master Elite Competition. Whoever's team wins the final championship will win.
The loser must agree to a condition for the winner, and this condition, no matter what it is, cannot be refused.
Seeing Bibi Dong playing so big and exciting, how could Ye Qifeng refuse?
Of course, I would sacrifice my life to accompany a gentleman, er, to accompany a teacher.
Ye Qifeng readily agreed.
Originally, according to Ye Qifeng's intention, he wanted Hu Liena to lead his team and become the captain.
Hu Liena, Xie Yue and Yan had already graduated from the death training camp and received the Purple Record Medal, which symbolizes glory. They became the youngest recipients of the Purple Record Medal in the history of Wuhun Palace, a veritable golden generation trio.
The cultivation levels of the three of them have all exceeded level 50 and have reached the Soul King realm.
As long as Hu Liena joins his team, the chance of winning the Soul Master Elite Competition will be greatly increased, and it can even be said to be a piece of cake.
But it is a pity that Bibi Dong wants to leave together with Hu Liena, Xie Yue and Yan, the three most powerful people among the younger generation of Wuhun Palace.
What a joke, Ye Qifeng has six talented geniuses in his hands, and it’s not like Bibi Dong doesn’t know about them, so how could she give Hu Liena to him?
Besides, if Hu Liena is really given to him and the two of them get along day and night, who knows if they will do something secretly.
Bibi Dong felt that she had to defend herself and must keep Hu Liena firmly in her hands.
Ye Qifeng had no choice but to give up in the end.
Hu Liena was extremely depressed about this, but due to the majesty of her teacher Bibi Dong, she did not dare to say anything more.
I had no choice but to obey and go to Bibi Dong's team.
In Hu Liena's life, apart from Ye Qifeng and her brother Xieyue, the person she liked and respected the most was her teacher Bibi Dong.
However, Hu Liena was also a little afraid of Bibi Dong, who was like a strict teacher and mother.
Not only were the requirements for her cultivation extremely strict, but the scariest thing was that every time she had some free time, Bibi Dong would call her away and go to the Pope's Palace to help with the extremely complicated government affairs.
Then the teacher Bibi Dong was blatantly lazy next to him.
Hu Liena could only be immersed in the tedious government affairs, and was so busy that she vomited blood. The time she spent with Ye Qifeng was greatly reduced.
It was clearly promised that she would deal with the women around Xiaofeng who coveted him, but in the end, her biggest enemy turned out to be her teacher, Bibi Dong.
This made Hu Liena angry but afraid to speak out.
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In view of the fact that Bibi Dong picked off Hu Liena, Xie Yue and Yan, as well as all the other talented students from Wuhun Hall.
Ye Qifeng only had six of them, Ruiwen and the others, and had not been able to find a suitable candidate to fill the last position.
Ever since.
His team has not yet gathered seven people, and there is still an open position for someone who is destined.
Bibi Dong's team was finally assembled.
It was those people who were originally destined to participate in the Soul Master Elite Competition——
Hu Liena, Xie Yue and Yan, plus the agile attack spirit master whose martial spirit is the Golden-rumped Feiyan, Zhang Ping, the powerful attack spirit master whose martial spirit is the ring giant blade, and Sun Chuantao, whose martial spirit is the black-horned mountain boar. Li Kai, the offensive soul master, and Xu Yu, the auxiliary soul master whose martial soul is the golden scepter.
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The teams formed by Ye Qifeng and Bibi Dong did not train together, and each had their own training instructors.
Bibi Dong specially arranged for the two elders in front of the palace, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei and Ju Douluo Yueguan, to be responsible for the training of the two teams respectively.
Gui Douluo and Gui Mei were originally the training instructors of Hu Liena, Xieyue and Yan, so Bibi Dong asked Gui Mei to be in charge of the training of her team.
As for the daily training of Ye Qifeng's team members, Ju Douluo Yueguan is in charge.
Of course, Yue Guan is busier.
It is necessary to assist the Pope in handling the political affairs of Wuhun Palace.
They also have to manage the business affairs of the Pan-Continental Business Alliance.
He also had to find time to take care of the exotic flowers and plants in his garden. If it weren't for the help of Fengxian's mother, Qin Lan, Yue Guan would have been really helpless.
However, the herbs he planted in Binghuo Liangyi's eyes needed to be taken care of by him personally.
So most of the time, Ye Qifeng's team training is still done by Ye Qifeng himself.
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today.
A carriage came outside Wuhun City.
Soon, the carriage stopped not far from the city gate.
A middle-aged man in ordinary clothes, wearing coarse cloth, opened the carriage and walked out of the carriage.
The middle-aged man looks about forty or fifty years old. He is of medium build and slightly thin. He has a slovenly and decadent temperament all over his body.
His appearance is extremely ordinary.
He had a short head, a beard, his cheeks were so stiff that they were somewhat sunken, and his two sausage-like thick lips were pressed tightly together. He had a bitter look on his face, as if everyone owed him millions of gold soul coins.
This person is none other than the pretentious trash master——
Yu Xiaogang!
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang stood on the carriage, with his hands behind his back, looking at the majestic and majestic city in the distance.
"Martial Spirit City"
Yu Xiaogang's lips moved and he murmured to himself.
But his eyes were dark and complicated, full of hatred and anger, and at the same time there was a deep sense of inferiority and fear hidden deep in his eyes.
After many years, he finally returned to the city.
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As his eyes moved slightly, Yu Xiaogang turned his gaze to the city gate.
Pedestrians entering and exiting Wuhun City are as endless as before.
At this time, at the city gate, pedestrians had already formed several long lines, waiting for inspection and clearance.
When he saw the defending knights patrolling and checking at the city gate, Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat, recalling the humiliating scene.
Twelve years ago, it was here that he was humiliated by a knight defending the city. Not only did he have an arm broken, he was also slapped hard.
That scene appeared in his mind as if it were reappearing yesterday. Yu Xiaogang once again felt the humiliation and pain in it, and he felt it extremely clearly.
Yu Xiaogang is essentially a cowardly and incompetent person who easily gives up on himself.
The knight who defended the city not only brought him humiliation and pain, but also caused a shadow in his heart.
To this day, I still have lingering fears.
This is why Yu Xiaogang immediately felt frightened when he saw the figure of the guarding knight of Wuhun City.
However, this time, he would not give the defending knight any chance to make things difficult for him.
Because he has something to rely on and a trump card.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but touch a token in his arms, and then he felt a little relieved.
That was the papal decree given to him by Tang Hao.
He recalled the scene six years ago when Tang Hao knelt in front of him, begging him to teach Tang San well, and then respectfully offered this papal decree, begging him to accept it.
Yu Xiaogang inevitably felt a sense of relief, and his vanity was greatly satisfied.
After all, the person kneeling in front of him was his idol, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao.
Tang Hao was a ruthless man who killed Pope Qian Xunji with one hammer, but he knelt respectfully in front of him. What did this mean?
It means that he is stronger than Tang Hao, hahaha!
It feels so good to have your former idol kneeling in front of you! Hahaha.
Thinking of this, the fear in Yu Xiaogang's heart suddenly disappeared, and he became relaxed and felt a little elated for a moment.
Sure enough, accepting Tang San as his disciple was the right choice.
Tang San was extremely talented and was the third known owner of twin martial arts souls in history. He also had an unusual identity and a powerful background. He was of the bloodline of the Haotian Sect, the first sect in the world, and was the son of Haotian Douluo Tang Hao. .
A genius with such extraordinary talents and strong background is the disciple he should accept. Otherwise, how can he live up to his reputation as the invincible first master of martial arts theory?
Moreover, Tang San did not live up to his expectations.
Not only did it help him prove the theory of martial arts, but he also brought Tang Hao, a powerful supporter, backer and, of course, bodyguard to himself as a teacher.
Although Tang Hao was expelled from the Haotian Sect, no matter what, he was a titled Douluo and a powerful fighter.
Speaking of which, Tang Hao is still his idol. Well, he was once an idol, but now he is no longer worthy. After all, he has knelt down in front of him, impressed by his personality charm.
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang felt even more comfortable.
"Now, it's time for me, as a teacher, to do something for my good disciple. I must obtain the secret of the twin martial spirits and find a way to resolve the conflict between the twin martial spirits."
"I wonder if after all these years, that silly woman Bibi Dong still misses her old relationship?"
"No, no, no, she must still miss me and love me. After all, I am so good. Didn't you see Haotian Douluo kneeling in front of me?"
"Well, I'm quite confident about this."
"However, we still can't take risks. Although I really want to give Bibi Dong a chance to get me again, she is now the supreme pope."
"Rumors say that she has become cruel and ruthless now, killing people at every turn. She is no longer the simple Bibi Dong in my impression."
"Forget it, just to be on the safe side, let's go to the Wuhun Palace's collection room first and take a look, and copy some information for future use."
"If there is no way to resolve the conflict between twin martial souls in the Wuhun Palace Collection Room, I can only give myself a hard time and go find Bibi Dong."
"I hope she won't disappoint me!"
As his thoughts flowed, Yu Xiaogang raised his head and looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, his eyes like torches, but his thoughts were wandering, and he didn't know where he had flown to.
However, a sudden voice interrupted his reverie.
"Hey, how long are you going to stand here? Wuhun City has already arrived. Hurry down and pay. Don't stand there like a fool. I don't have time to wait for you here and waste time with you."
It was the carriage driver who shouted.
The carriage had been arriving for quite some time and the other passengers had disembarked and paid for their ride.
Only this slovenly man with a short hair stood on the carriage and giggled. He didn't know what he cared about. He looked vulgar and lewd, and he was so cheap.
The point is, he just laughs when he wants to, but he also likes to pretend to be an outsider, which is disgusting.
Seeing that this little guy couldn't stop laughing and refused to get off the carriage to pay, the driver finally couldn't help it anymore and interrupted him with a shout.
To be honest, the coachman hates people who are both good at showing off and showing off, and Yu Xiaogang, in his eyes, is just that kind of person.
So the driver's tone when he shouted to Yu Xiaogang was not polite at all.
People who make a living by running horse-drawn carts in Wuhun City and other cities are often soul masters, and at least a great soul master, and there are also some soul masters among them.
The driver of this carriage happened to be a Soul Lord.
Facing Yu Xiaogang, who was only a level 29 great soul master, the coachman didn't frighten him at all. He kicked him out of the carriage and asked him to pay the fare.
"Why are you so anxious? Isn't it going to happen soon? Will my great master be short of your few gold soul coins?"
Yu Xiaogang looked a little ugly and muttered a few words angrily, then put away his masterly attitude and slowly got out of the carriage.
"Then pay quickly."
The driver rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay much attention to him. He stretched out his hand in front of him and waved it up and down a few times, signaling him to pay quickly.
Yu Xiaogang, who looked ugly and had a bad look on his face, fumbled around in his small backpack for a long time before taking out a few gold soul coins and handing them to the coachman.
The driver grabbed it and quickly threw it into the bag, as if he didn't want to have too much contact with the gold soul coins, as if those gold soul coins touched by Yu Xiaogang would bring him bad luck. of.
"unlucky!"
Glancing at Yu Xiaogang, who always had a stinky face, the coachman muttered something in a low voice, and then drove away.
Although the coachman's voice was low, Yu Xiaogang, as the twenty-ninth great soul master, heard it clearly, and his face suddenly became even more ugly.
He stared dimly in the direction the carriage was leaving, muttering something to himself.
It wasn't until the carriage completely disappeared from sight that he withdrew his gaze and stopped moving his thick lips.
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then.
Yu Xiaogang turned around, tightened the papal order in his arms, and immediately walked towards the gate of Wuhun City with his head held high and his chest held high, looking like a master.
He did not line up, but walked straight towards the city gate like before, wanting to enter Wuhun City directly.
Today is different from the past.
Now that he has the papal decree in hand, he no longer has to fear the defending knights of Wuhun City, nor does he have to wait in line for interrogation and clearance.
Even if he meets again the little Soul Sect who cut off his hand and slapped him in the face, he slaps the papal decree in his hand hard on the other person's face, and then asks "Are you convinced?", the other person can't do anything to him. .
With the papal decree in hand, he had nothing to fear.
After all, a papal bull is a privilege, a symbol of the authority of the pope's personal presence.
Just as Yu Xiaogang thought.
With the papal decree in his hand, he was quickly released and entered Wuhun City.
This made Yu Xiaogang's vanity feel a little satisfied again.
In short, let him pretend.
In fact.
These are not special times.
There is no customs clearance document required to enter Wuhun City.
All soul masters above the Great Soul Master level can freely enter and exit Wuhun City.
You only need to state your identity and origin.
Therefore, even if Yu Xiaogang does not take out the papal decree, no one will actually make things difficult for him. As long as he queues up honestly, it is not difficult to enter Wuhun City.
There is no need to pretend this, and it exposes the existence of the papal decree.
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(End of chapter)
