Douluo: Lucky Star lost 700 games in a row at the beginning, and the harvest

The Royal Fighting Team 2 didn't say anything. After all, this was the family affair of the Xingluo royal family. They had no right to interfere and no way to interfere... Even if "Xue Qinghe" came, he couldn't stop Davis from taking Dai Mubai away.

"Strange, what does Haotian Sect mean?"

Even when they returned to the rest area of ​​Xingluo Royal Academy, Davis still had a frown on his face, his eyes full of confusion.

This victory came too strangely for him to help but think about it!

If the Haotian Sect truly supports Dai Mubai, that Tang San will never...

"Weiss, why do I feel like we won this match too easily... I feel uneasy!"

Zhu Zhuyun rubbed his forehead and said to Davis with a confused look on his face.

"I feel the same way. I always feel like we shouldn't win!"

Davis paused here, then continued.

"This is so strange. If we use the spirit fusion technique, there is no way we can't win. Also, why would Tang San and Ru Meng..."

"A match-fixing?"

"Correct!"

"Could it be that they failed to reach an agreement with Dai Mubai on some terms? Are they deliberately losing..."

"Um……"

After pondering for a while, Davis nodded. Perhaps this was the only possibility.

At this time, Tang San and Ru Meng had already bid farewell to the Royal Fighting Team 2 and left the city!

According to Tang San, he was homesick and wanted to go back home...

Outside the city, Tang San and Ru Meng walked side by side on the road. The two did not speak, but just walked on their own.

After a while, Tang San turned his head to look at Rumeng and said.

"Ru Meng, aren't you curious about why I..."

Without waiting for Tang San to finish his words, Rumeng shook her head and said.

"Third brother, no matter what decision you make, Rumeng believes in you! Even if you fall into the abyss, Rumeng is willing to accompany you..."

Ru Meng's eyes were so clear, and what she said sounded like the truth.

"it is good!"

Tang San nodded with satisfaction. She really was worthy of being his Ru Meng!

The two walked in the direction they came from, completely unaware of what was waiting for them in the Holy Soul Village!

After Tang San and Ru Meng's figures gradually faded away in his mind, Zhu Rong withdrew his mental power.

"That's strange, why are they leaving Wuhun City now?"

"Tang San's performance today was too abnormal."

"This is very unlike Tang San..."

Zhu Rong fell into deep thought for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Do you want to go up and take a look? I feel like something is wrong!"

After pondering for a while, Zhu Rong shook his head and gave up the idea.

As long as he breaks through to level 80 and his martial soul is upgraded to a star, his body will be completely transformed into a divine body!

By then, his speed of increasing his soul power would be even faster!

You can completely rely on absorbing spirit rings and upgrading other martial spirits to quickly reach level 99! Integrate the inheritance of the evil god and ascend to heaven in one step, becoming a god!

If Zhu Rong was not afraid that his current body could not bear the energy brought by so many spirit rings, he would have started absorbing spirit rings to improve his strength long ago!

With a lot of hero replicators, he can copy other people's martial spirits and use them as carriers to absorb spirit ring energy!

Thereby absorbing soul rings and improving the soul power level!

As long as his body is strong enough, in theory, Zhu Rong can directly absorb soul rings and increase his soul power to the god level.

"Wait until I break through level 100..."

Bibi Dong believed that Zhu Rong’s soul power was his weakness; on the contrary, his physique was the only limitation!

In the days leading up to the finals, something big happened in Douluo Continent, or rather, the Tiandou Empire!

The fourth prince of the Tiandou Empire, Xue Beng, is gone...

On a sunny afternoon, Avalanche seemed to want to consolidate his image by flirting with a woman in the street!

But who knew that this woman was actually a "fallen person"!

Xue Beng, a great soul master at level 20, was instantly killed by this "Fallen One" at level 60!

The most bizarre thing is that this "fallen man" also escaped from Tiandou City!

He is just a Soul Emperor, how did he break through the siege and escape from Tiandou City?

After Xue Ye heard the news, he was silent for a long time.

In the end, he just sighed and offered a reward for this "fallen man".

"Qinghe, Qinghe, it's only three to five years, can't you wait any longer?"

Emperor Xue Ye sighed and said that he was still clear about his own situation.

In three to five years at most, or one to two at shortest, he will die on a snowy night!

Unexpectedly, Xue Qinghe couldn't even wait that little bit of time.

Even though he was dissatisfied with Xue Qinghe in his heart, did Xue Ye have any choice now?

"Hey……"

After sighing again, Xue Ye remained silent.

As for the so-called "fallen one", he had already been eradicated by Xue Qinghe by now, right? No evidence was left behind!

After "Xue Qinghe" in Wuhun City learned the news of success, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, but she soon pretended to be heartbroken. She didn't even care about the rest of the game and only wanted to return to Tiandou City!

Fortunately, after everyone's persuasion, "Xue Qinghe" nodded and decided to rush back to Tiandou City after the game.

After all, her mission this time is to escort the academy that came to participate in the competition!

"Young Master, next..."

"Wait! At most one year, Xue Ye will surely pass away. By then..."

"Yes!"

Whatever the situation of Emperor Xue Ye is, he has no say in it! What he thinks is just what others want him to think.

This is the consequence of not being strong enough!

Emperor Xue Ye’s cultivation is actually not weak, but his martial soul is only a swan martial soul. No matter how strong it is, how strong can it be?

The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is drawing to a close. After the fourth round, the competition will begin for the top three places.

"Your opponent in the fourth round is the runner-up of the Xingluo Empire promotion tournament. However, they have already admitted defeat. In three days..."

The opponent's surrender was expected.

But Zhu Rong always felt that there was something wrong with the drawing of lots.

"It's not a big deal. I'll help..."

Soon, the academies that entered the finals were born, Qibao Academy, Wuhundian Academy, and Xingluo Royal Academy.

The luck of the Shinfeng Academy was not very good. In the fourth round of the competition, they met the Spirit Hall Academy and were eliminated.

As for Xingluo Royal Academy, their opponent fought with them in the third round and both sides were injured. They have not recovered yet and directly admitted defeat...

In other words, in the fourth round, only the Spirit Hall Academy and the Kamikaze Academy actually fought each other, while the opponents of the other two academies that advanced to the top three all admitted defeat.

Three days later, outside the Papal Palace.

"Seriously, is it necessary to come so early?"

Early in the morning, three teams, with a total of twenty-one contestants, were already standing outside the Pope's Palace, waiting quietly.

Apart from these twenty-one people, no one else was allowed to come here, not even the teachers leading the team from the three major colleges.

As for the eliminated academies, they had already left Wuhun City two days ago. They were not even qualified to watch the championship competition.

"you……"

After hearing Zhu Rong's words, Hu Liena, Xie Yue and others were furious, but they didn't know what to say.

Saying Zhurong is not qualified?

He is the recognized Holy Son of the Elders' Hall and the Worship Hall. Even if he hangs out here, no one dares to say anything to him.

As for respecting His Holiness the Pope, he, the Son of God, has not yet been recognized by the Pope. How can he possibly respect the Pope?

Therefore, Hu Liena and others were just furious, but they had no way out.

"What's wrong with me? Do you know what time it is? Look, there's smoke coming out of someone's chimney!"

It's not surprising that no one in Wuhun City was cooking at this time. Perhaps it was because it was the finals. Even if they were not qualified to watch the game, they always wanted to know the results first...

"I really don't know why a lazy person like you could break through to Soul Saint at such a young age..."

Hu Liena turned her head and sneered.

She has been training day and night, but she is still only at the Soul King level. She is much older than Zhu Rong...

"Hey, I'm talented, there's nothing I can do about it! Are you angry?"

"..."

Hu Liena: "..."

Xie Yue: "..."

The Golden Generation of Spirit Hall: "..."

You really deserve to die!

Even Davis, Zhu Zhuyun and others who were standing by twitched their lips slightly.