Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 187 Bibi Dong's Target: Two 100,000-Year-Old Soul Beasts!

Ning Rongrong, bound by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, was both anxious and furious. She coldly said to Tang San, "Let me go! Do you know who we are?"

"If you dare to stop me, my teacher will never let you get away with it!"

Ye Ling also looked coldly at Dai Muzi, Tang San and the others, her clear voice carrying a warning: "You've caused a huge disaster."

Dai Mu's heart pounded wildly, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

He quickly stepped forward, trying to pull Ma Hongjun, who was still yelling at Qiong, away: "Fatty! Stop! Stop fighting!" He then anxiously growled at Tang San: "Tang San! Let go of that girl!"

"They're from the Beast God Pavilion! We can't afford to offend them!"

At this moment, Oscar also covered his face and reacted. Upon hearing the words "Beast God Pavilion" and seeing the dazzling silver dragon pattern on the other party's clothes, the frivolity and smugness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by immense fear and regret. His face turned even paler than Dai Muyou's, and his legs felt weak.

Ma Hongjun was also jolted awake by Dai Mubai's words. His anger was instantly extinguished by a bucket of cold water. He froze, and Dugu Yan seized the opportunity to slash three bloody marks on his shoulder with her green claw. He grimaced in pain, but dared not fight back or curse anymore, only filled with fear.

"Now you're scared? Too late!" Dugu Yan snorted coldly, withdrew her hand, and wiped it with disgust.

Ning Rongrong also broke free from Tang San's powerless Blue Silver Grass restraints and glared fiercely at Tang San.

Ye Lingling's cold gaze swept over everyone at Shrek Academy, lingering for a moment on Ma Hongjun and Oscar's faces as if trying to memorize their features: "You, just wait."

After saying that, the three women didn't linger and turned to leave quickly, obviously to call someone or report the matter.

The conflict started quickly and ended just as quickly. Until the three women disappeared down the road, everyone on Shrek's side, except for Dai Mubai, was still somewhat dazed.

Ma Hongjun clutched his bleeding arm and swollen face, his expression mournful, his voice trembling with sobs: "Boss Dai...they...they really are?"

"Is she really... a member of the Beast God Pavilion?" Oscar's voice began to tremble. He remembered Qin Ming's description of the blonde woman who could defeat a level 98 Title Douluo.

Ma Hongjun broke out in a cold sweat instantly: "No...no way?"

"Boss Dai, are you sure you didn't see that wrong?"

"How could I be wrong!" Dai Mubai's face turned ashen. "It's over... I've already offended someone like this right after entering the academy..."

Flander, Zhao Wuji, and Yu Xiaogang also realized the seriousness of the situation, their expressions extremely grave. Qin Ming was sweating profusely, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan: "You...how could you be so impulsive! This is troublesome!"

"The Beast God Pavilion has extremely strict rules and is notoriously protective of its own members! Especially of its own members!"

"Then...what should we do? Senior Qin Ming, what should we do now?" Oscar was almost in tears, his voice trembling with sobs. He had been the one teasing the most, and now he was filled with regret.

Ma Hongjun was completely panicked, all traces of his previous sleazy arrogance gone, replaced only by fear: "Yes, senior, we...we don't know...you have to help us!"

Qin Ming looked at the panicked Ma Hongjun and Oscar, then at the ashen-faced Dai Muyou and the teachers, and sighed deeply, his face filled with helplessness and solemnity: "Alas... this is a huge problem. The Beast God Pavilion has extremely fair rules, and you have insulted, harassed, and even attacked members of the Silver Dragon Pattern... this is a crime... I can't protect you."

"Now... I can only go to the academic affairs office to report for duty, and then... await further instructions."

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

The heavy palace doors were slowly pushed open, and a slightly flustered figure strode in, breaking the solemn and oppressive atmosphere inside.

The newcomer was none other than Salas, who had rushed back from Tiandou City day and night. He didn't even have time to straighten his somewhat disheveled robes, and his forehead was still damp with sweat.

The interior of the Papal Palace was dimly lit, with the towering dome casting a huge shadow.

The massive stone pillars on either side, carved with intricate patterns, added to the sense of majesty and mystery. Beneath the papal throne, two figures stood silently on either side.

On the left is a figure clad in golden armor, with a seductive figure, holding a rare and exquisite chrysanthemum in his fingers, his eyes both gentle and sharp—it is none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.

The person on the right was completely shrouded in a wide black robe, exuding a faint ghostly aura, as if he had merged with the shadows. He was none other than Ghost Douluo Ghost Phantom.

The two were deep in thought, indicating that their injuries had largely healed. However, someone with extremely keen senses might be able to detect a lingering, burning pain deep within their bodies that was difficult to dispel and possessed the properties of light and purification. This was a "gift" left behind by Wang Dong'er in the past.

On the throne, Bibi Dong, dressed in a magnificent purple papal robe, wearing a purple-gold crown, and holding a scepter, had her eyes slightly closed.

She had just returned from the land of the Rakshasa God's inheritance. Although the ninth trial was still far away and her soul power had not yet broken through the final bottleneck to reach level ninety-nine, the completion of the fifth trial had further enhanced her strength, leaving her only a thin veil away from the peak.

She was planning the content of the sixth test in her mind—hunting down the two 100,000-year-old soul beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest, the Titan Giant Ape and the Azure Bull Python, and obtaining their soul rings and soul bones.

This was no easy task, but she was willing to do anything for power.

Salas's intrusion interrupted his thoughts. Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes, which were deep purple, yet contained endless majesty and icy killing intent.

Her gaze fell on Salas, who was kneeling on the ground, and a hint of impatience flashed across her face.

"Salas?" Her voice was icy, revealing neither joy nor anger, yet carrying an invisible pressure. "Why did you rush back to Spirit City instead of overseeing affairs at the Heaven Dou Spirit Branch Hall?"

Salas felt the icy gaze, trembled, and immediately knelt on one knee, bowing his head deeply: "Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope! Your Holiness Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo!"

"Get up and answer." Bibi Dong frowned slightly, clearly impatient with his haste. "I hope you really have something 'important' to say, otherwise..."

Salas quickly rose, still not daring to look directly at the throne, his voice trembling slightly: "Your Holiness, please forgive me! I do have extremely urgent and crucial intelligence to report immediately!"

"Oh?" Bibi Dong tapped her slender fingers lightly on her scepter, a half-smile playing on her lips, carrying a scrutinizing tone. "Extremely urgent? Crucially important?"

"Very well, I'd like to hear what news could have caused you, the Platinum Bishop, to lose your composure like this. Speak."

Salas took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and began to report: "Your Majesty, today at the Blue Tyrant Academy in Heaven Dou City, I witnessed a... a battle that shook the world!"

(End of this chapter)