Douluo: Being kidnapped into the Holy Spirit Church at the beginning

Soon, the sun gradually set and the sunset filled the sky.

Xu Tianran walked to the front of the stage, and after the attendant placed the soul guide loudspeaker, Xu Tianran's gentle voice rang out.

"We are now halfway through the preliminary round. First of all, congratulations to the teams that have advanced."

"Secondly, the losing teams don't need to lose heart. On behalf of the Sun Moon Empire, I solemnly declare that until the end of the competition, your accommodation in the Mingyue Hotel will not be reclaimed, and food and beverages will always be provided free of charge."

"You can stay and continue watching the game."

After saying that, Xu Tianran was pushed down from the podium by Juzi, and then the referee announced that the competition for today was over.

"What? Did I hear you right? Can we stay at the Mingyue Hotel until the end of the competition?"

On the viewing platform, many defeated teams became agitated upon hearing this.

You know, in previous competitions, the losing team no longer has the right to free hotel accommodation.

"Teacher, why don't we stay and watch? After all, the real showdown between geniuses will come later. We can also see what the top geniuses are like."

In the defeated zone, a young boy looked at his teacher with longing eyes and said.

The middle-aged teacher looked around at the students and nodded thoughtfully.

Stay in the best hotel in Mingdu for free, and all meals are free. You should know that the food and drinks provided by Mingdu Hotel are all the flesh and blood of soul beasts, which are of great benefit to the students.

What's more, letting them see true genius will also be beneficial to their future path.

Scenes like this happened in many teams at the same time.

Jiang Jue looked at everything happening before his eyes and shook his head slightly.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch. Everything has a price tag already."

Xu Tianran did this mainly for the subsequent roundup operation. After all, the competition system was expanded to include sects in the competition in order to catch the younger generation of these sects in one fell swoop.

In the subsequent war of continental unification, these sects were made to be cautious and did not dare to easily become enemies with the Sun-Moon Empire.

In most sects, inheritance is the most important thing, and who becomes the emperor is second.

"Master Nanmen, you should leave Mingdu tonight. This is my token. With it, no one dares to stop you."

Afterwards, Jiang Jue put away his thoughts, took out a bronze token and handed it to Nan Shuishui.

"This is……"

Nan Shuishui met Jiang Jue's gaze with a bit of confusion. She originally wanted to stay and watch the game with the disciples of Dilongmen.

But after a little thought, Nan Shuishui's eyes moved slightly and he took the token and nodded slightly.

"Then we'll see each other later, little friend Jiang. Qiuqiu will be "deposited" with you for now. Sorry for the trouble."

Jiang Jue, as the young master of the Body Sect, obviously knew more than her. Now he advised her to lead the team back. There must be problems later, so she agreed.

Listening to advice and having enough food to eat is one of the principles of survival for their Dilongmen. What's more, she has seen Jiang Jue's luck, so there will definitely be no problem if she does what he says.

"Goodbye, Mom. I will continue to charge forward with the name of our Dilongmen."

Nan Qiuqiu stuck out her tongue, smiled and said that her butt still hurt a little.

"Okay, let's go. Listen to Jiang Xiaoyou and don't cause any more trouble."

Nan Shuishui nodded slightly, then waved her hand and led the members of Dilongmen to the outside of Mingdu.

"This token doesn't look like it belongs to the Body Sect, so which faction does it belong to?"

Nan Shuishui walked and looked at the bronze token in his hand, thinking in his heart, and on the front of the token there was a big word "Saint", and on the back there was a word "Spirit".

"Okay, Elder Lang, take them back to rest."

Watching the number of people in the venue gradually decrease, Jiang Jue whispered something to Lang Ya beside him, and then his figure disappeared.

The elder who led the team this time was none other than Lang Ya, who had been promoted to Titled Douluo.

"Okay, let's go, let's celebrate tonight."

Lang Ya said with a smile that the preliminary round lasted for three days, and they had successfully advanced today, so there was no need to worry anymore.

……

night.

Xishui Alliance.

In a spacious meeting room.

Three reserved people sat at the conference table, seemingly waiting for something quietly.

"I haven't seen you, young master, for a long time. I miss you so much."

A charming woman in a pink cheongsam sighed and exuded a strong fragrance. She was the leader of the Ordinary Alliance, Shangguan Weier. "Humph! You think you are the only one who thinks so? You are just pretending."

The Masked Douluo on the opposite side saw Shangguan Wei'er, snorted coldly, and said with disdain.

He is the one who is most loyal to the Holy Son.

"Masquerade you!"

Shangguan Wei'er was choked by the Masked Douluo, her slender eyebrows raised, her full chest heaving, and she was angry for a moment.

"What mask? This elder is now the deputy leader of Xishui League."

The Masked Douluo curled his lips, picked up a spicy rabbit head and started to eat it.

"Okay, stop arguing. The Holy Son will be here soon. This matter concerns the vital interests of our Xishui League."

Minglei Douluo looked at the two of them and said lightly.

After hearing this, the two of them instantly became quiet.

"Tell me, what happened this time."

Just as Minglei Douluo finished speaking, a figure in a black robe appeared at the first position. It was Jiang Jue.

"Greetings, Lord Saint!"

The three of them were shocked and stood up and saluted.

With their Titled Douluo level of cultivation, they didn't even notice how Jiang Jue got in.

"Young Master, I have received an order from Xu Guozhong, saying that in this battle between underground forces, we, the Pingfan League, will join forces with the Aodu Chamber of Commerce to suppress the Xishui League."

"And this underground competition will be hosted by the royal family themselves."

Shangguan Weier didn't say anything more and just said it directly.

"Oh? Are you so impatient?"

When Jiang Jue heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said something suggestive.

The three major underground forces in Mingdu are Xishui League, Pingfan League, and Aodu Chamber of Commerce.

In order to balance the distribution of interests, a competition is held every other year, and the winning party gets the biggest share, which refers to the smuggled soul guides and rare metals.

In previous years, the Xishui League won, and this was also the main source of income for the Xishui League. It could also provide cultivation resources for the followers of the Holy Spirit Church.

"Yes, now some people are obviously impatient and want to control our Xishui League, but they can't do it openly, so they can only use these means secretly."

Minglei Douluo said in agreement.

Behind the Ordinary Alliance is Xu Guozhong, while behind the Aodu Chamber of Commerce are the royal nobles and some aristocratic families of the Sun and Moon Empire.

Now with Shangguan Wei'er's betrayal, the person behind the plot can easily find out.

"It's not that he can't do it openly, but he doesn't dare to do it openly, because Xu Tianran still needs to rely on our Holy Spirit Church to unify the continent."

Jiang Jue said calmly that the Sun-Moon Empire alone was not enough to unify the continent, because the Sun-Moon Empire did not have many top-end combat forces, and its opponents were three empires with developed traditional soul masters.

Just like the first war thousands of years ago, the mid- and high-end forces of the Sun-Moon Empire far exceeded those of the other three kingdoms, but in the end they were defeated in one fell swoop by the then Shrek Academy Sea God Pavilion Master who called on the Titled Douluo originally from the three empires.

"Since he wants it, the Holy Son will not give it to him, and even wants to take the Aodu Chamber of Commerce away from him."

A gleam of coldness flashed across Jiang Jue's eyes, and he spoke in a cold voice.

"That's right. These dark chocolates dare to jump up and down. They really don't take us seriously. We will melt them all when the time comes."

Masked Douluo echoed, and the dark chocolate he mentioned obviously referred to the Sun and Moon Royal Family.

"No hurry, now we still need them to help us fight for the world, but this underground competition can bring out an old friend."

Jiang Jue shook his head slightly. After all, it was recorded in ancient books that black people were most suitable for hard labor.

“Huo Yuhao, I should be able to transfer you out this time.”

Jiang Jue's mind moved, and he thought secretly.

Ever since the last time Huo Yuhao saw Zhang Peng, except when he was on the field, he had been staying in the hotel and had never stepped out of his room.

He is obviously afraid of being robbed, but according to the original trajectory and some factors, Huo Yuhao will definitely participate in the competition.

After all, when Xuanzi arrives, he will have the confidence.

He did not forget what the Will of the Douluo Plane told him last time, that converting all the luck into himself would have unexpected benefits.

(End of this chapter)