Douluo: The Pope at the beginning, suppressing Haotian

Chapter 48 I don’t like your tone

Compared to Dai Mubai's self-doubt, Davis became more and more excited and his attacks became more and more fierce.

"My dear brother, are you okay?"

Despite saying these caring words, Davis's attack never stopped for a moment.

The three soul rings lit up one after another, and the white tiger claws left blood marks on Dai Mubai's body.

Dai Mubai was not a tough guy to begin with, and since he was still young, he had no intention of continuing to persevere under the influence of pain.

"Brother, admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

Dai Mubai spoke repeatedly after being slapped to the ground by Davis' claws, holding his hands in front of him, his body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Although Davis didn't want to stop, Dai Mubai had already admitted defeat in front of everyone in the fighting arena, so he couldn't continue.

It's not worth ruining your reputation for this piece of crap.

Stop and cancel the spirit possession.

Davis smiled gently, and like a caring brother, he leaned over and touched Dai Mubai's head:

"Don't challenge me so easily next time. Not everyone is as gentle as my brother~"

Although his face was smiling, the coldness in his eyes was as chilling as the eternal ice.

Dai Mubai lowered his head, said nothing, and just sat stupidly on the fighting stage.

In the spectator seats, many dignitaries who came to watch this battle of souls already had the answer in their hearts after seeing this result.

In another corner, the middle-aged man in black robe just sneered at this result.

It was the little girl next to him who reacted more strongly. Her face was pale, and her bright eyes revealed confusion and despair that shouldn't have appeared at her age.

In the box above, Ning Rongrong curled her lips in boredom.

"What? I thought he had something good on him, but it turns out he's just a big talker."

Pei An glanced at Dai Mubai, who was in a daze on the fighting stage, and then looked away.

His Royal Highness the Prince is finished.

Not only has their fighting spirit completely gone, but today's incident will surely cause more powerful ministers who are still wavering to stand on Davis' side.

Dai Mubai's decision to challenge Davis today is actually wavering between the two extremes of wisdom and stupidity.

If Dai Mubai can defeat Davis, then this challenge will be an excellent decision that can instantly reverse all the disadvantages of previous years.

It can also gain a lot of support from the Xingluo court.

Unfortunately, Dai Mubai did not make this decision after careful consideration. He just challenged it impulsively without knowing his own limitations.

Pei An could already foresee Dai Mubai's situation in the future.

With no fighting spirit left, Davis will become more powerful and the suppression on him will become more excessive.

In the end, this prince will most likely abandon his fiancée and run to Shrek, just like in the original novel, where he will indulge in prostitution and live a life of idleness and waiting to die.

But this time with his presence, Dai Mubai's hope of turning the tables with the help of Tang San and others is probably hopeless.

Pei An was too lazy to pay attention to the members of the protagonist group.

Without Tang San, Dai Mubai is nothing more than a playboy, and he might die at the hands of Davis at any time.

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When Pei An and Ning Rongrong were about to leave the Great Soul Fighting Arena, they saw several people wearing white robes with gold patterns and white tiger patterns embroidered with gold thread on their chests appear in front of them and stop them.

This scene was also seen by Davis who had just come out of the fighting arena.

Royal offering?!
As a prince of the Xingluo royal family, Davis recognized the identities of several people at a glance.

He had met all of these people before, and they were his father's confidants.

Why are they here? Is it because of his and Dai Mubai’s fighting spirit?

No, that's not right. He and Dai Mubai are still young, and his father knows very well that the fight between the princes cannot break out at this time.

Even if they sent people to pay attention, they would not send several royal family members to offer sacrifices.

The only possible reason was the two people, one large and one small, standing opposite the worshippers. Who were they to have several royal worshippers waiting here?

Looking at the expressions of these worshippers, it seems...

Still a bit nervous?!
Davis's mind was full of thoughts.

He wisely chose not to step forward, but to watch the situation from the side.

Something that required the participation of several royal officials was obviously not something that a prince like him, who was not yet fully grown, could participate in.

Looking at the people in front of him, their attire, and the iconic white tiger pattern, Pei An knew who they were without having to think.

He glanced at the three people in front of him calmly: "What's the matter?"

Pei An's voice was very calm, but it made several royal servants feel nervous, as if they were facing a great enemy.

The offerings of the Xingluo royal family and the Spirit Hall are different.

They are not Super Douluo, they are just strong people at the Soul Douluo level.

Faced with Pei An, who had the cultivation level of a Soul Douluo and could kill a Titled Douluo, and who had now broken through to the level of a Titled Douluo and killed people without blinking an eye, they were naturally extremely nervous.

After all, the prince's fate is still vivid in our minds.

They did not think that the Judgment Douluo in front of them, who did not care about his status as a prince, would care about their status as a worshipper.

If it weren't for His Majesty's order, they would have absolutely no intention of dealing with this person.

"Don't misunderstand, Your Holiness. We mean no harm."

The leading royal servant quickly expressed his attitude.

"I am Song Wuyou, the attendant of the Xingluo Imperial Family, and I have come here on the orders of His Majesty."

"I wonder why His Holiness the Pope came to Xingluo City this time..."

At this point, Pei An finally understood.

It turned out that the Xingluo Emperor was worried about him.

But it is understandable. After all, with Pei An's strength, he is like a walking human nuclear bomb in Xingluo City. It is normal for the Emperor of Xingluo to be worried.

If Pei An's idea was correct, the troops near Xingluo City were probably moving towards Xingluo City at this time.

Those old immortals hiding in the palace are likely to be called out and be on standby at any time.

"Don't worry, I have no ill intentions. I just want to bring my disciples here to experience the customs and culture of Xingluo City."

Pei An replied, which gave these people a reassurance.

"Of course..." He paused and glanced somewhere around him.

"I don't want any eyes watching me either, understand?"

He had already noticed those eyes, but he had just ignored them.

Now that these royal servants came to him, he also mentioned it.

The greeting has been given. If he finds out that there are eyes hidden in the dark later, he will poke them out one by one!
Another royal priest seemed to be irritated by Pei An's attitude and stepped forward to remind him: "Pope, this is Xingluo City!"

Pei An turned his gaze to him.

A little old man with an exquisite mustache.

"Oh? You seem to have something against me?"

"Pope!" Song Wuyou realized that something was wrong and wanted to stop it, but he was a step too slow.

The sword light flashed in the void.

Blood gushed out like a column, and the mustachioed head rolled to the ground like a football.

"I'm sorry, I don't like his tone."

A "gentle" smile appeared on Pei An's handsome face.

(End of this chapter)