Douluo Continent: Become stronger by stealing Tang San's luck!

Chapter 303 Team Two vs. Martial Soul Academy? A Bet!

"Why don't we let the two teams play a match now to determine the champion and runner-up?"

"Your Holiness, what is your opinion?"

Bibi Dong gazed at Tang Lan calmly, without any emotion.

Are we going to compete for the championship and runner-up now?

If we could prevent Tang Lan, this bug, from participating in the competition.

She was confident that with Hu Liena and the other two around, they had a real chance to fight.

Just as he was about to nod in agreement

Tang Lan's words broke her down completely.

"Oh, right."

"The team that is fighting against Wuhun Academy is not Tangmen Academy's first team, but the members of the second team."

Bibi Dong stared at Tang Lan and slowly typed a question mark.

What are you talking about?

The Tang Sect Academy's second team is indeed quite capable, but they only have Shui Bing'er, a five-ring Soul King.

Even with two 10-year soul rings, the Martial Soul Academy team still has "Demon Charm" in their ranks.

There is one five-ring Soul King left, along with four four-ring Soul Masters.

Defeating the other six four-ring Soul Masters would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?

"Tang Lan, are you humiliating my Spirit Hall?" Bibi Dong questioned.

His calm words concealed a raging fire of anger.

They were just waiting for Tang Lan to nod before unleashing their full power!

However.

"If Spirit Academy wins, Tang Sect Academy will surrender willingly," Tang Lan said with a smile. "Conversely, if Spirit Academy loses, I need Your Holiness the Pope to answer one question for me."

Oh?

It didn't look like an insult; rather, it seemed like they had come prepared.

Bibi Dong stared at Tang Lan, her eyes showing no sign of interest.

If she agrees, the Spirit Hall will lose.

Even if the Martial Soul Academy team wins, it is not considered well-deserved by outsiders.

The strength of Tangmen Academy's first team is obvious to all.

There will always be people who think – if it weren't for the bet, who knows who would have won the championship?

Bibi Dong was about to shake her head and refuse.

Tang Lan said softly, "My Xiao Wu is level 71, are you sure you don't want to consider it?"

Bibi Dong had a meal.

If the strongest members of Tang Sect Academy's team are Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai...

With Hu Liena and Xie Yue on the Wuhun Academy team, they are certainly capable of putting up a fight.

But what if there was a Seven-Ring Soul Saint?

What's the point of fighting?

"Moreover, Xiao Wu's fifth, sixth, and seventh spirit rings are all at the 10-year level!" Tang Lan added.

Even with Bibi Dong's strong facial control, she couldn't help but twitch her eyebrows a few times.

—Three 10-year periods?

What kind of pervert is this Xiao Wu?

wrong!

Just what kind of pervert is Tang Lan in front of me?

The 10-year soul ring that outsiders crave but cannot obtain is as commonplace for him as it is for wholesale.

Not only do they have it themselves, but they can also share it with others.

It's outrageous!

Bibi Dong stared at Tang Lan with a death stare.

"If only this person could be used by the Spirit Hall!"

"That idiot Qian Renxue, we shouldn't have listened to her in the first place. Forcing the Tang Sect to choose sides would have prevented him from growing to his current level."

"The Golden Generation is the backbone of the Spirit Hall's next generation. If they suffer a crushing defeat, their morale may be shaken."

"The three soul bones that were originally intended for Na'er and the other two as prizes were truly a pity to have ended up in the hands of others."

"But we can't give the world ammunition to criticize us; we need to find a compromise."

Bibi Dong's mind raced.

I've got an idea.

"It wouldn't be a problem to have the finals right now."

"Besides you and Xiao Wu, add Zhu Zhuqing to the team."

"The rest of the players will play as usual, and any missing players can be added from the second team."

"The time is scheduled for tomorrow."

"Make up a good reason, otherwise the bet is void."

That's all. Hmm.

Without giving Tang Lan another chance to speak, Bibi Dong strode away quickly.

Tang Lan shook her head as she watched her graceful figure disappear into the distance.

She's a really nice girl.

Why do you favor that guy Yu Xiaogang?

A beautiful blonde figure flashed through his mind.

Um.

Bibi Dong wasn't entirely without merit.

He turned around and went back to the stands.

Ning Fengzhi and the others looked at him, waiting for the outcome of the conversation.

Tang Lan directly named names—

"Bing'er, Yue'er, Xiao Sanzi, Mu Bai, Xiao Ao, Rong Rong, Jing Ling."

"The seven of you will form a team tomorrow to compete against the Martial Soul Academy team for the championship."

"As for the others, they can just wait and watch the show."

"tomorrow."

"It's going to be amazing."

The news was so explosive that it took everyone a while to react.

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Especially Ning Fengzhi.

This is the fourth edition of the elite competition, and there has never been such a "dramatic" scene.

The competition has only been going on for one day, and they've already decided who will compete for the championship and runner-up on the second day?

Then let the other teams fight tooth and nail for a third place?

wrong!

Tangmen Academy's second team might even be strong enough to beat Wuhun Academy's team!

so.

Should the remaining teams start from fourth place?

Don't go too far!

"Brother Lan," Ning Fengzhi asked curiously, "what exactly did you and His Holiness the Pope discuss? How did it turn into a competition for the championship?"

"Yeah, brother," Xiao Wu said unhappily, "Besides, Zhu Qing and I didn't even get to participate. We were planning to give the Spirit Hall a good beating!"

Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, she just looked at Tang Lan.

But the fact that she didn't immediately agree, despite her past tendency to obey, suggests that she had her own thoughts.

Apart from the Tang Clan.

The Martial Soul Academy team is one of the few that can put up a fight against their peers.

"There's nothing I can do, Bibi Dong specifically requested it." Tang Lan shrugged and said, "Fighting against opponents of a higher level is more interesting, you'll have plenty to do tomorrow."

Since Tang Lan had already said that, Xiao Wu could only purse her lips and agree.

Zhu Zhuqing was quite looking forward to it.

Only Ning Fengzhi sensed something was wrong!

Tang Lan seems

We need to prepare for something big!

"Alright." Tang Lan clapped her hands. "Eat and drink to your heart's content today. It'll be a real hassle to come back to Wuhun City next time."

"Disband on the spot."

Tang Lan immediately activated the Blood Escape Technique, soaring into the sky and disappearing from sight.

Ning Fengzhi had to swallow back the question that was about to come out of his mouth.

Xiao Wu and the others greeted Ning Fengzhi, then dispersed in twos and threes, showing no signs of worry.

With Tang Lan around, there's no need for them to worry about anything.

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin walked out, both with furrowed brows.

"Fengzhi, why don't we send the old man over?" Chenxin suggested. "He and I might be able to help out recently."

Ning Fengzhi's face lit up with joy!

"Uncle Sword, have you and Uncle Bone completed your training?"

"We didn't expect this either," Chen Xin said with emotion. "If Xiao Lan hadn't reminded us, we probably would never have discovered it in our lives."

"How powerful is it?" Ning Fengzhi asked eagerly.

Chen Xin smiled confidently.

"Anyone below level 98 is unstoppable!"

"Excellent!" Ning Fengzhi laughed. "With this trump card, perhaps tomorrow, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can also try our luck!"

Even if it doesn't work

They won't be purged or wiped out!

Vertical day.

The front page of Tang Li's newspaper featured a bombshell story—

[Shocking! The final match of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament is held ahead of schedule!]

In the following text.

In just a few hundred words, the Spirit Hall was put on the hot seat.

All I saw was—

(End of this chapter)