Yu Xiaogang's indifferent expression softened with confidence as he raised his hand and revealed his token.
The leading paladin stepped forward quickly, and when he saw the six symbols on the token, he couldn't help but shudder. He knelt down on one knee with a thud: "Greetings, Elder."
The hundred temple knights knelt down together. Perhaps because Yu Xiaogang had concealed his aura, no one present realized that the person in front of them was a titled Douluo.
Yu Xiaogang said calmly, "Take me to see the Pope."
Half an hour later, in the council hall of the Papal Palace, Yu Xiaogang quietly sipped his fine tea and waited patiently.
In the vast council hall, spanning over a thousand square meters, he was the only person present.
Yu Xiaogang slowly savored the fragrant tea, waiting patiently. He was now a Title Douluo.
The inferiority complex I had felt in the past vanished completely the moment I broke through, replaced by a kind of confidence, an incredibly strong confidence.
The three-meter-high archway opened, and a gentle voice sounded from outside. "You all stay outside and wait. No one is allowed to disturb us without my order."
"yes."
Yu Xiaogang put down his teacup and looked towards the entrance of the council hall. The door opened, and a woman walked in.
He was not tall, wore a magnificent black robe with gold trim, a nine-curved purple-gold crown, and held a scepter about two meters long, inlaid with countless gems.
Her fair skin and near-perfect features made her stand out from the crowd.
In particular, the intangible nobility and holiness emanating from them makes people unable to help but feel a sense of worship.
Yu Xiaogang remained seated, and Bibi Dong stopped in her tracks as she entered through the gate. Their gazes met in mid-air.
No sparks flew, but something else appeared in Yu Xiaogang's eyes: apology, reminiscence, and above all, melancholy.
Bibi Dong's gaze instantly underwent a complex change; although she looked to be only around thirty years old.
In reality, Bibi Dong was a year older than Master Bi, already over fifty years old. Her scepter fell to the ground with a soft tinkling sound.
"You've come." The gentle and pleasant voice easily gives people a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze.
But Yu Xiaogang's gaze hardened as a result. He placed his hands on the table in front of him, stood up, and turned to Bibi Dong:
Yes, I'm here. How are you?
Bibi Dong revealed a faint smile, "What's wrong with being above ten thousand people, as the ruler of the Spirit Hall?"
"Even the emperors of two great empires would show me deference. Do you think there's anything wrong with me?"
Yu Xiaogang sighed, "Bibi Dong, I know the bitterness in your heart."
“Bibi Dong? If you hadn’t told me, I would have almost forgotten that name. Please call me Pope, or Your Majesty. I am no longer the naive Bibi Dong I once was.”
Yu Xiaogang: "Yes, Your Holiness the Pope."
Bibi Dong: "What brings you here? It's been twenty years since we last met!"
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, suppressing his emotions. Even he himself hadn't expected that seeing Bibi Dong again would make him lose control.
Yu Xiaogang: "I've come this time to ask you for a favor."
Bibi Dong said with slight surprise, "Oh? You've come back to beg me? This doesn't seem like you. It seems time really can change a person."
Yu Xiaogang: "Your Holiness, I would like to know how you overcame the difficulty of having twin martial souls."
Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened, and she said indifferently, "You don't need to know this. What meaning does it have for you?"
Chapter 298 Pope Bibi Dong's Shock (Please subscribe, vote for monthly tickets, and recommend!)
Yu Xiaogang revealed that his direct disciple, Tang San, also possessed twin martial souls.
Bibi Dong's voice suddenly turned icy: "Why should I help you? So that you can train a powerful individual who will then oppose my Spirit Hall?"
Yu Xiaogang said in a deep voice, "Of course not. As long as you tell me, I can guarantee that my disciple will never oppose the Spirit Hall in his lifetime."
However, Bibi Dong revealed a slight smile: "So, there are things even a master of unparalleled theory like you doesn't know."
"Unfortunately, Yu Xiaogang, you're too late. Just a few days ago, I sent men to ambush the teams from the Heavenly Dou Empire on their inevitable route."
"The target is your disciple from the Clear Sky Sect. Therefore, you don't need to know the secret of twin martial souls."
Yu Xiaogang's body trembled, and then the aura of a Title Douluo erupted from his entire body, inadvertently revealing a trace of dragon's might.
"What did you say?"
Bibi Dong subconsciously channeled her soul power to resist the immense pressure, then reacted drastically, her expression changing drastically as she exclaimed:
"You, Yu Xiaogang, you... this aura... you've become a Title Douluo? How is that possible?"
Yu Xiaogang's face contorted with rage as he coldly said, "Bibi Dong, listen to me carefully."
"If anything happens to Tang San, I will destroy the Spirit Hall at all costs. I have no children of my own, and he is like my son."
Bibi Dong's face was full of disbelief: "No, impossible, how could you become a Title Douluo? Wasn't your martial soul mutating towards becoming a useless martial soul?"
After her initial shock, Bibi Dong said breathlessly, "Yu Xiaogang, you can be anxious now? Do you remember how you left me back then?"
"For your sister? That's ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous. You'd actually refuse to accept me because of your sister."
"I am able to become Pope thanks to you, but I hate you. You are the person I hate most in my life."
“I’m going to make you suffer. I’m not only going to kill your disciple, but also Liu Erlong. No, I won’t kill her. I’m going to torture her and make you suffer.”
Bibi Dong became extremely agitated, completely forgetting that Yu Xiaogang was now a Title Douluo.
Just then, there was a soft knock on the door.
"Get out! Didn't I say that no one is to bother us without my permission?" Bibi Dong roared.
Those outside seemed surprised that the usually approachable Pope would lose his temper so badly, and had no choice but to speak up:
"Your Holiness, the two elders have sent word that they have not completed their mission and are awaiting your instructions."
"What? The mission wasn't completed?" Bibi Dong's expression changed, and she looked sharply at Yu Xiaogang: "Your disciple seems to have quite a bit of luck."
Yu Xiaogang was stunned for a moment, his furious expression slowly subsided, and the aura he had unleashed gradually subsided.
"You sent someone to kill Tang San, probably not just because of his talent."
"With the Spirit Hall's strength, would they fear a mere Soul Master? If I'm not mistaken, it's because of his father, isn't it?"
Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed: "You're still so smart. You can leave now. I don't want to see you again, and I don't want to know why you became a Title Douluo."
Yu Xiaogang nodded silently and walked towards the door. As he grasped the doorknob, he suddenly stopped and said:
"Twenty years have passed, Bibi Dong. You are still so beautiful. But I have grown old. If it were you whose life was threatened today, I would have the same reaction."
"After all, you are the first person I have ever loved."
"You're talking nonsense." Bibi Dong's body trembled violently.
"You can't even say the word 'love'? You're not worthy of it. If you loved me, why would you leave me? You'd rather be with your own sister? You bastard, get out of here!"
Yu Xiaogang: "You shouldn't ask me why I left you back then; you should ask the dead Pope."
"You'll always use that word to describe me, won't you? Think what you want, I'll say the same thing."
"If Tang San dies at the hands of the Spirit Hall, then I will take revenge at all costs."
“Bibi Dong. This is the last time I will call you that. Since you sent people to attack Tang San, let’s end our relationship here.”
Yu Xiaogang flung open the door and strode away.
Pope Bibidon's body swayed violently, as if she would fall if she didn't rely on her scepter for support.
She hated the master for a full twenty years. What does it mean to maintain such hatred for so long? It means that her love for him was so profound back then.
The master's words before he left caused a crack to appear in the hatred in her heart.
Recalling everything that the previous Pope Qian Xunji had taught her, as well as all that had happened in the past, the truth that had been blinded by hatred gradually emerged in her mind.
The scenery before her eyes gradually blurred, and Bibi Dong's hand, gripping the scepter, turned white from the force she had used.
"Is this fate playing tricks on us? Xiaogang, the bond between us, the bond between us... Qian Xunji, damn it all!!!"
Bibi Dong suddenly ran to the spot where Yu Xiaogang had sat down, picked up the still-warm tea, and drank it down in big gulps.
Time passed slowly, and the main forces of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire had arrived in Wuhun City.
According to the message from the Spirit Hall, the competition will officially begin in three days. After a long journey, these three days of rest will be enough for each academy to make adjustments.
For three days, everyone at Shrek Academy remained in a state of rest, devoting all their time to meditation to cultivate their soul power, trying to keep themselves in the best possible condition.
Liu Erlong and Xiao Wu finally returned the day before the finals began. Xiao Wu had reached level 40 and returned with her soul ring.
After Tang San found out about Xiao Wu's fourth soul skill, he began to formulate the final strategy based on her soul skill. At this moment, Yu Xiaogang returned.
Yu Xiaogang: "Xiao San, are you alright?"
Tang San: "Teacher, you know everything? I'm fine. This time, I owe a lot to the old monster and Uncle Ning, otherwise you probably wouldn't be able to see me again."
Yu Xiaogang sighed and said, "It's my fault. I should have come over as soon as I broke through. Sigh!"
Tang San smiled slightly and said, "Teacher, why blame yourself? I'm fine. By the way, you said you broke through again. Have you reached the Soul Saint level?"
At this moment, a smile finally appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face: "Haha, Xiao San, now I can protect you too. With the help of the Dragon King, I have broken through to the Title Douluo level."
"A Title Douluo?" Not only Tang San, but the entire slime team present was dumbfounded.
Chapter 299 The Grand Final Begins (Please subscribe, vote with monthly tickets, and recommend!)
The exclamations of surprise immediately attracted the attention of Liu Erlong, Zhao Wuji, and Flander, who were standing in the distance.
Liu Erlong: "Xiao Gang, what did you say? What Title Douluo?"
Flander looked puzzled and asked, "I think I heard you say you became a Title Douluo?"
Zhao Wuji looked at him with disbelief: "Are you kidding me?"
Liu Erlong: "??? Xiao Gang, are you a Title Douluo?"
The crowd immediately started discussing among themselves, but few people believed it. It was probably only Tang San and Xiao Wu who believed Yu Xiaogang!
Yu Xiaogang smiled broadly as he stepped forward, and nine identical yellow spirit rings appeared.