In the Pope's Palace, Tang Qingxi followed Bibi Dong back to her bedroom.
Tang Qingxi's saintly uniform was neatly placed on the hanger. It was a luxurious black robe with silver patterns.
"Oh, you did a good job." Ah Rou jumped out of the necklace on Tang Qingxi's chest and stood on her shoulder to look at the clothes.
Tang Qingxi raised her brows and turned her head to look at Bibi Dong: "Isn't the original saint's dress like this?"
This style is very close to Bibi Dong’s papal costumes.
"I changed it. Is this bad?" Bibi Dong gently touched the saint's dress and looked at Tang Qingxi with a smile.
"Very good." Tang Qingxi nodded with a smile. The clothes were indeed much more pleasing to the eye than the original saint's dress.
"Then put it on." Bibi Dong looked at Tang Qingxi expectantly.
Tang Qingxi also put on his robe as instructed, and his originally peaceful aura gradually lifted up and became extremely sharp. He lightly raised his eyes and glanced sideways. The aura that had been accumulated naturally from being in a high position for a long time can be said to be innate in this life. His dignity and majesty are fully revealed.
A Rou had moved to Bibi Dong's shoulder in order to see Tang Qingxi's change of clothes more fully.
Seeing such a temperamental Tang Qingxi, Bibi Dong and A Rou were both stunned.
"How is it?" Seeing that both of them were silent, Tang Qingxi couldn't help but ask.
"Qingxi, I really believe that you were in a high position in your last life and were in charge of a large sect." Ah Rou smacked her lips and said with emotion.
Tang Qingxi glanced at her: "Don't you believe what I said before? Then where do you think my hidden weapon skills come from?"
Arou immediately raised her paws and stopped talking.
Tang Qingxi rubbed its head and turned to look at Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong adjusted her clothes and said softly: "It's very good, very impressive."
Then he looked Tang Qingxi up and down and sighed: "In a blink of an eye, you are almost as tall as me."
Tang Qingxi was only less than twelve years old when he left Wuhun Hall to go out for training. Four years had passed in the past four years. Although he came back halfway, that time was extremely short.
Suddenly Tang Qingxi has grown to this point.
Although she knew about Tang Qingxi's past, Bibi Dong still had a very complicated mentality after watching Tang Qingxi grow from a six-year-old girl with an immature face who had gone through many hardships to a tall, steady and strategizing girl today.
"It's a pity that the growth is still too slow, and the current situation is getting more and more difficult step by step." Tang Qingxi looked at his completely recovered, smooth palms, which were previously cut by the full moon and were bloody and bloody.
Her strength is not yet enough to satisfy her and stand side by side with Bibi Dong.
Moreover, the higher the soul power level, the speed of cultivation will eventually slow down, and she doesn't know when she will be able to grow to the realm of Titled Douluo.
It is even hard to say whether he can successfully grow to the realm of Titled Douluo.
"Take your time, we are not in a hurry. After you were attacked on the road, I also put pressure on Qian Daoliu. He will not attack you easily again. I will also do my best to protect you until you grow up. You." Bibi Dong took Tang Qingxi's hand and looked at it carefully, "It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?"
"The Qibao Glazed Pagoda is still the healing light under the Qibao True Body. It has been fully recovered a long time ago." Tang Qingxi moved his palms to prove that he had recovered.
Bibi Dong naturally knew the recovery effect of Ning Fengzhi's attack, but she couldn't help but still asked with concern: "That's good, you can take a rest first, after all, the consumption is not small."
Ah Rou tilted her head aside: "Qingxi, why didn't you use the soul bone skill just now? Aren't you able to directly resist that self-created soul skill?"
"Now there may not be a chance to help Feng Qin (Bibi Dong) recover his martial soul in the short term. I can no longer load your soul ring skills, so this soul bone is the biggest means of saving life. If you can use it, don't use it." Tang Qingxi She shook her head and said, mainly she was sure to block it, she was just a little injured, "Besides, if they find out that your soul bone is on my body, I'm afraid there will be another disturbance. A hundred thousand year soul bone can make the Elder Palace Those Titled Douluo are crazy things."
"Yes." Arou nodded.
Tang Qingxi really wanted to take a rest, and needed some time to prepare. After trying on her clothes, she changed out of them and lay down.
Seeing that she was about to rest, Bibi Dong brought a blanket to her: "Then you rest first. I'll send someone to call you when it's almost time."
"Okay." Tang Qingxi also wrapped his blanket comfortably and lay down, closing his eyes and resting for a while.
After preparations were made outside, each team also arrived in front of the Pope's Palace. Everyone got the news about which team won, and their emotions were very complicated for a while.
Tang Qingxi's identity has now been spread. After all, she came wearing the uniform of Wuhun Palace. After the defeat of Shenfeng Academy, the news naturally spread.
The Wuhundian Academy team may have lost, but the winner is still from Wuhundian.
Tang Qingxi came as a member of the second team of Tiandou Royal Academy, but who would regard Tang Qingxi as a member of Tiandou at this time.
The people in the Tiandou Empire have even more complicated feelings. In name, this champion belongs to the side of the Tiandou Empire, but only in name.
Especially the Tiandou Royal Academy feels that it cannot gain a greater reputation through the results of this soul master competition, and it is even more difficult to rectify its reputation.
Especially the existence of this saintly coronation ceremony can be said to have taken away all the reputation Tiandou Royal Academy could get.
Everyone will know that Tang Qingxi is the saint of Wuhun Palace, and Tiandou Royal Academy will have no chance to cover it up.
The teachers from Tiandou Royal Academy who came with the team didn't know how they would face the three major education committees after they returned. After the defeat of the first team, their hopes were all on Tang Qingxi.
Qin Ming was also surprised. No wonder Tang Qingxi didn't give Flanders any face before, and even robbed everyone from Shrek Academy, but Flanders didn't say anything.
Now that I understand what's going on, what can Flanders say.
After all, the power of Wuhun Palace is not something that ordinary people can mess with.
The elders and titled Douluo on the Qiandaoliu side of the Elder Hall were also in mixed moods. The existence of the coronation ceremony of the saint somewhat restored the honor of the Wuhun Hall.
At least it was announced that the winner of the Soul Master Competition was still from the Spirit Hall.
But to them it was a real slap in the face, a very loud one.
They really didn't expect that Tang Qingxi, who had been stuck at level ten for so many years, could grow to such an extent in such a short few years.
The speed of cultivation was so fast that they were caught off guard. Could this be the benefit of not relying on soul rings to break through?
They didn't know what Tang Qingxi had behind him, so naturally they didn't understand it very well, and they couldn't help but have some self-doubt.
(End of chapter)
