I'm picking up fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 177 Bishop, one of our own
The next day, the competition organizing committee took quick action and two investigation teams went to the two colleges respectively.

Lu Feng thought it was just a formality at first and didn't take it seriously. But when he saw that the person in charge of investigating him was Sarath himself, he couldn't help but feel a little alert.

In addition to Sarath, the investigation team consisted of twelve people. Two of them were cardinals, dressed in gorgeous red robes, exuding the majesty of superiors; the other ten were templars wearing silver uniforms, all of them standing tall and with sharp eyes.

In the Spirit Hall's system, the soul power threshold for a Templar is level 51, while a Cardinal must reach level 61.

The atmosphere in the conference room was somewhat depressing.

Salas and two cardinals sat high up in the seats, their eyes fixed directly on Lu Feng sitting opposite them, as if they wanted to see through him.

Lu Feng looked calm and looked at them frankly. He was not intimidated by this powerful aura at all.

"Lu Feng, you should know the purpose of our trip." Salas picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip of tea. He seemed nonchalant, but he was actually secretly observing Lu Feng's reaction.

Lu Feng raised the corner of his mouth and smiled confidently: "If the bishop has any questions, please feel free to ask. I have a clear conscience. Besides, I also believe that the bishop will enforce the law impartially."

Salas gestured slightly to his left and right, and the two cardinals understood and quietly left the room, leaving only him and Lu Feng.

At this moment, the air in the room seemed to freeze, and it was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.

"Lu Feng, what was the soul skill you used on the fighting arena? It's the one where your whole body glows with golden light." Salas' eyes revealed a hint of urgency, and his tone became sharp.

Lu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Sarath with a sharp gaze, frowned slightly and said: "Bishop, is this issue also within the scope of the investigation?"

Sarath leaned back in his chair, a meaningful smile on his face.

Before coming here, he had conducted an in-depth investigation into Lu Feng's background, but the result shocked him greatly: Lu Feng was not from a noble family, but a commoner.

"Lu Feng, 14 years old, from Notting City, with a martial spirit body and innate level 5 spirit power."

Behind this simple piece of information is a genius who became a Soul Sect at the age of fourteen.

Such talent is rare in the entire continent.

During the investigation, Sarath also obtained a top-secret intelligence: "Lu Feng, seven and a half years old, made outstanding contributions to the Spirit Hall and was awarded the Glory Level 3 Knight as an exception."

Combined with the move Lu Feng performed in the fighting arena, Salas's doubts grew stronger.

Those are clearly the attributes of [holiness] and [light] that can only be displayed simultaneously by angels and apostles of God.

You can’t go wrong!
There are many martial spirits with light attributes, but there is no other possibility except the apostle of the Angel God who can make Sarath, who has been baptized by the Angel God, feel the warmth and reverence that comes from the depths of his soul!

What's more, at this moment, as the two of them sat opposite each other, Salas discovered an even more shocking secret: the soul guide worn on Lu Feng's wrist was actually the highest symbol of glory for the Qian family!

This discovery made Salas have a bold and crazy guess in his mind: Lu Feng is a spy sent by the Spirit Hall to infiltrate the Tiandou Empire!

Thinking of this, Sarath suddenly straightened his back, his expression solemn, and said loudly: "Thinking back then, after I broke through to the Soul Douluo level, I was fortunate enough to receive the baptism of the Angel God."

His voice was low as he recalled that extremely sacred experience.

Sarath stared at Lu Feng with a sharp gaze and continued, "From then on, I have been upholding a heart of light. Anyone who attempts to blaspheme the light and destroy the order of this world will be punished most severely!"

His voice echoed in the conference room with an unquestionable majesty.

It was as if he was a messenger of light, shouldering the mission of upholding justice.

Lu Feng looked at Sarath blankly, muttering to himself, "Is this guy mentally ill? A fanatical believer in the Angel God?"

However, his face remained calm, and he raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Bishop Sarath, what you said is a bit confusing. What does it have to do with my competition in the fighting arena?"

Upon hearing this, Sarath's eyes shone, and he thought to himself, "Isn't what I hinted at obvious enough? Could it be that the mission that Lu Feng is carrying out cannot even be revealed to me?"

Salas quickly came to his senses. If even a platinum bishop like him had to hide the secret, then this mission must be a shocking plan that concerns the entire continent.

"Ahem." Sarath coughed lightly, breaking the brief silence.

"Lu Feng, I have understood the whole story. Shrek Academy has seriously disrupted the order of the competition. After investigation by the competition expert group, it was decided that Shrek Academy will be disqualified from the competition."

His tone became relaxed, and there was even a flattering smile on his face, as if he was trying to show goodwill to Lu Feng.

"Ah?" Lu Feng was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect Sarath to suddenly give such a verdict. This result was completely beyond his expectations.

He stared at Sarath, whose face was filled with smiles, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Although he didn't know what Sarath was up to, since the other party had determined that he was not responsible, Lu Feng didn't want to pursue it too much.

However, if Shrek was eliminated directly, his subsequent plans would not be able to proceed.

"Is it too heavy?" Lu Feng frowned slightly and asked. "Is it heavy?" Saras frowned slightly and pretended to be embarrassed.

"After careful consideration by the expert group, it has been decided to disqualify Shrek Academy from three games. Is this a serious punishment?" There was a cunning flash in his eyes, as if he was testing Lu Feng's attitude.

Lu Feng touched his chin, pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Okay, let's do this."

The atmosphere in the office of the Great Fighting Spirit Arena was tense.

"I protest!" Veins bulged on Yu Xiaogang's neck and he roared at the top of his voice.

"You are clearly covering up for the crime. Shrek Academy will never accept this verdict!"

His eyes were bloodshot and he glared at Sarath angrily, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Sarath's face darkened and his tone was cold, "Humph, Yu Xiaogang, you should be aware of the rules of the competition. The organizing committee will not tolerate any violation of the rules!"

He raised his head slightly, with a hint of arrogance of a superior on his face, and ignored Yu Xiaogang's protest.

"Salas, you'd better think it over before making a decision!" Yu Xiaogang was so angry that his face turned red and his hands clenched into fists.

"How dare you! Do you think you can call His Excellency Bishop Platinum by his name?" Upon seeing this, a cardinal immediately stepped forward and rebuked in a stern voice.

"Hmph!" Yu Xiaogang laughed in anger and shook his wrist violently. An ancient token instantly appeared in his hand.

The token gleamed with a mysterious luster under the dim light, and six exquisite patterns were vividly carved on it, exuding a majestic aura.

Sarath looked at it intently, his pupils suddenly contracted, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, and he blurted out: "The Pope's order!"

He never imagined that Yu Xiaogang would actually hold the highest token awarded by the Spirit Hall to non-Spirits Hall personnel.

You should know that anyone who holds this card has the power of an elder in the Spirit Hall, just like the Pope himself.

"Salas, why don't you kneel when you see the Pope's order!" Yu Xiaogang shouted sternly.

Sarath's face suddenly turned extremely ugly, turning blue and white.

Although he vaguely knew that there was some unknown relationship between Yu Xiaogang and the Holy See, he was still shocked when he saw the Pope's order with his own eyes.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant: "The Qian Family Token came from the Elders' Hall, but Yu Xiaogang has the Pope's Order"

His heart sank suddenly as he realized that he might be in a dilemma today.

After a long while, Sarath took a deep breath and said calmly, "The organizing committee of the competition adheres to the principles of fairness and justice and will never let go of any criminal behavior. Master Yu, please go back."

Although his voice was steady, his eyes revealed a hint of determination.

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang exploded instantly like a powder keg that had been lit.

He jumped up excitedly, pointed at Sarath, and yelled, "Sarath, you have really made up your mind! You are openly defying the will of the Pope, and you will pay the price for this!"

"Saras, your future is over!"

"I will report this to the Pope. Just wait for the sanctions!"

Yu Xiaogang became more and more excited as he cursed, with saliva flying everywhere.

"boom!"

Two cardinals picked up Yu Xiaogang and threw him out of the gate like trash.

"Xiaogang, what's wrong?" Flanders walked over quickly, his face full of worry.

Yu Xiaogang got up from the ground covered in dust, shook his head and sighed deeply.

"No, the verdict remains unchanged."

At this time, Yu Xiaogang had long lost the arrogant look he had in the office, and returned to his usual expressionless face, but with a hint of frustration in his eyes.

Flanders' heart sank when he saw this, and his expression became serious: "What should we do? This is equivalent to Shrek losing four games at once. Can we still enter the promotion match?"

He was so anxious that he kept rubbing his hands, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and said in a deep voice: "As long as we don't lose any of the next games, we still have a chance. By the way, which academy will we fight next?"

"I just checked the match schedule, it's Blazing Academy." Flanders replied.

(End of this chapter)