For more than a month, Xue Qinghe often invited Ye Feng to play under various names.

It comes with a good impression, but this speed seems to be too fast.

As a result, Ye Feng often hangs her shoulders with her, she has no way to say anything, so she can only smile bitterly in her heart.

What made Qian Renxue collapse the most was that Ye Feng often teased her chest muscles, touched her for a few moments, and then told her seriously to exercise more.

She really wanted to slap her.

However, it has been twenty years since I pretended to be this prince, and I can inherit the throne in a few years.

At this critical moment, he could not turn against Ye Feng and destroy the plan.

So Qian Renxue could only smile on the surface and feel mp.

Good brothers during the day, and cursed in my heart at night.

Ye Feng certainly understood what Qian Renxue was thinking, but he still pretended not to know anything and continued to tease this fun girl.

......

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, the finals of the Soul Master Competition had arrived.

One side is undoubtedly the team of the Wuhun Hall, that is, the team where Bibidong's apprentice Hu Liena is located.

On the other hand, the Tiandou Royal Academy team joined by Oscar and Ma Hongjun.

The finals were held in Wuhun City, one of the largest cities under the Wuhun Temple.

Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe both went to watch the game, and the emperors and Pope Bibidong of the two empires would also arrive at the scene.

Ye Feng naturally couldn't sit still about this.

"Kill her."

This is Xiao Wu's original words.

According to Ye Feng, Bibidong has several hundred thousand-year-old soul bones, and they are twin martial souls.

And he was secretly conducting the assessment of Rakshasa God, and his soul power was already at level 99...

Not to mention that Xiao Wu has not grown up yet, even if she practices with the body of a soul beast of 100,000 years, it will be difficult to take revenge with her own strength.

Then, I can only leave it to Ye Feng to avenge her.

......

Three days off time has passed.

For the finals, the Wuhun Temple specially opened a venue in the center of the Wuhun City, in which a huge arena was built from granite stones.

As long as the attack does not exceed the level of the Soul Emperor, the arena cannot be destroyed.

Right in front of this are the hill where the Pope's Temple is located. The two teams will decide the winner in front of the Pope's Temple, and the Pope will personally crown the final champion.

By the time Ye Feng and the girls arrived at the competition venue, the audience was already full of spectators.

Only Xue Qinghe was next to Emperor Xue Ye, and his eyes were a bit complicated when he saw Bibi Dongshi.

soon.

The two teams of contestants stood on the ring, the side door of the Pope's Hall opened, and the twelve cardinals slowly walked out.

"His Majesty the Pope is here!"

The headed cardinal whispered loudly.

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live!"

The entire Wuhun City was in full bloom.

Not only the Templar Knights, but almost all the soul masters shouted excitedly.

The Pope is one of the strongest people on the continent in legend. It is the longing and dreams of all soul masters. Even the emperors of the two empires must be respected.

A woman was wearing a purple gold crown, holding a pope scepter, wearing a long dress with hundreds of red, blue and gold colored gemstones, and slowly walked out with lotus steps.

In a sense, Qian Daoliu's scumbag has really achieved its purpose.

After that incident, Bibi Dong has been practicing crazily for revenge, which is why he has achieved his current cultivation level.

"See Your Majesty the Pope!"

All the people in the Martial Spirit Hall knelt on one knee and said in unison.

Facing this pope, almost no one present was suppressed by her momentum.

Ye Feng looked at the so-called Bibidong, but there was not much fluctuation on his face.

“That’s right…”

"It's this woman..."

"I will never forget her."

Xiao Wu murmured resentfully.

Meng Yiran couldn't help but look at Xiao Wu with concern. This was the first time she saw this expression on Xiao Wu's face.

I usually feel dark-hearted, but I never show such a strong hatred.

"It's fine,"

"I'm here."

Ye Feng patted the two women on the shoulders and comforted him.

"Um."

Meng Yiran nodded, and Xiao Wu's face also calmed down slightly.

"strangeness......"

A bad premonition flashed through Bibidong's heart.

But after looking at the strong men present, I didn't think of where the threat came from.

As a level 99 extreme Douluo, except for the same level, it is difficult for her to pose a sense of threat to her even at level 98.

Where does that feeling come from?

Bibidong was a little confused, but he still looked calm on his face.

"You are the best prides of heaven among the younger generation. I hope you can show all your strength,"

"The final winner will receive three soul bones distributed by the Spirit Hall!"

Bibidong glanced at the young people participating in the competition and smiled gracefully.

The scepter in his hand flashed, and three skeletons that were flashing with light suddenly floated in the air, including the right arm bone, the skull, and the left leg bone, which were respectively flashing with fiery red, light blue and dark green.

The three soul bones are all over ten thousand years old!

It is worthy of being a wealthy and powerful Martial Spirit Hall. Only this force can give out such treasures as rewards.

"These three soul bones are the skull of wisdom that is gathered in spirit, the right arm of the burst and burning flame, and the left leg of the chasing wind who moves forward quickly,"

"Among them, the wisdom skull of spiritual condensation comes from a soul beast that is more than 50,000 years old, second only to the external soul bone and the 100,000-year soul bone,"

"But there is always only one winner and only one champion,"

"Only the champion can get three soul bones as rewards, so I hope you can do your best."

Bibidong's voice sounded faintly.

Under the temptation of three soul bones, the players on both sides burst into unprecedented fighting spirit.

Seeing this, Bibidong nodded with satisfaction.

......

"Hey, Brother Qinghe,"

"The face is a little bit bad."

Ye Feng quipped.

Qian Renxue didn't stay in the VIP seat for too long, so she came here to find him.

"Um,"

"This kind of baby can only be seen but cannot be obtained, so I feel a little unhappy."

Xueqing River walks perfunctorily.

"What your noble prince wants is just a matter of one sentence."

"Is there something else to worry about."

Ye Feng smiled faintly.

Although Qian Renxue was deliberately neglected by Bibidong, the light of her talent could not be concealed.

Inherited the martial soul of Qiandaoliu—

Six-winged Angel.

It is one of the most powerful god-level martial souls in the world, and it is even more powerful than Ma Hongjun's Phoenix martial soul.

When Qian Renxue was six years old, she awakened the innate soul power of level 20.

Under the cultivation of Qiandaoliu, sooner or later, the inheritance of the angel god, that is, the God of Light.

(The God of Light is the secret of the Spirit Hall, and the inheritance of the God of Rakshasa was found by Bibidong)

Qiandaoliu paved the way wildly, and even spared no effort to fulfill Qian Renxue's rise and lead the Wuhun Palace to truly unify the continent...

On talent...
Chapter completed!