Douluo, what? I became Tang San's father

Yueguan and Guimei have both reached level 93, and Qianxunji has successfully reached level 90. As long as he obtains the last soul ring, he will be a true Titled Douluo.

"Congratulations to all the elders for taking a step forward."

Qian Xunfeng nodded happily. At this time, all the priests of the Spirit Hall were dispatched. Even the three major sects and the two major empires were no match for them.

"Thanks to the wind!"

The most delighted person was Golden Crocodile Douluo. He had originally been hopeless, but he did not expect that at this time, he would have a great opportunity to break through successfully.

"It's our responsibility. The stronger the elders become, the better our Spirit Hall can achieve the glory of the Divine Ancestor."

After saying that, Qianxunfeng looked at Qianxunji who had broken through level 90, and thought in his mind what kind of soul ring should be given to this brother who would be beaten in the future.

"Xiao Jiji, consolidate your cultivation for the next few days. Once I gather information about the 100,000-year-old soul beast, I'll help you get the soul ring."

As if thinking of something, Qianxunfeng said again: "You will absorb my 100,000-year soul bone in a while!"

There's no use for him keeping it anyway, so he might as well give it to his younger brother.

"Thank you, brother."

Qianxunji's face was filled with joy, and he automatically ignored the little "jiji" sound, with only loyalty to Qianxunfeng in his heart.

"Well, Yueguan Guimei, next, notify all the sects in the world that the new Pope has ascended the throne. In three months, prepare to re-elect the upper three sects and lower four sects."

"Yes!"

"By the way, call Hu Yanzhen and tell him that there is a way to help him break through to the Titled Douluo level."

……

The next day, as the order to re-elect the seven sects was issued, the continent was suddenly in turmoil. Some sects that wanted to preserve their strength were eager to try. There was no hope for the top three sects, but they could still give the bottom four sects a try.

At this time, Huyan Zhen, who was summoned by Qianxunfeng, arrived at the Pope's Palace without stopping.

"Hu Yanzhen greets His Holiness the Pope."

As a qualified lackey of the Spirit Hall, Huyan Zhen knelt down before Qianxunfeng as soon as he arrived.

"Hu Yanzhen, eat this seventh-grade purple fungus and you will be able to break through to level 90. Then let the two elders Juegui take you to obtain the ninth spirit ring."

Qianxunfeng didn't say anything polite and directly handed the seventh-grade purple ganoderma to Huyan Zhen.

"this!"

Huyan Zhen took the box containing the seventh-grade purple fungus with trembling hands, suppressed the urge to swallow it immediately, and said respectfully to Qianxunfeng.

"In the future, our Xiangjia Sect will swear to follow the Spirit Hall until death and be loyal to His Holiness the Pope."

"Well, you should swallow it now. I only have one request. Yu Yuanzhen has been injured by me. In one month, I will drive the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan out of the top three sects."

I still remember Ning Fengzhi, the one who loved to jump around for no reason and always said that the three sects were of the same blood.

This time the Xiangjia Sect entered the top three sects, and he wanted to see how Ning Fengzhi would win them over.

You know, Hu Yanzhen has always looked down on the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, an auxiliary sect that relied on outsiders to become one of the top three sects.

"Yes."

Even if Qianxunfeng didn't say it, he would definitely fight against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect. Although he looked down on the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, he was no match for the two titled Sword Bone Sect after all.

"Okay, let's go down!"

Time flies, and there are only seven days left until the sect election.

The three sects on the original site arrived early.

"Humph, why is the Spirit Hall Pope re-electing the top three sects? Aren't they still the same ones over and over again? It's only because my grandfather is gone, otherwise I would have beaten the Pope's head off."

Tang Hao, who is now level 73, said this with high spirits. It was obvious that he had begun to feel proud since Tang Chen beat Qian Daoliu.

Even though Tang Chen was missing, it didn't seem to stop him from looking down on the Spirit Hall.

"After all, we have to maintain the glory of our Haotian Sect. No matter how the new pope behaves, the title of the world's number one sect will still belong to our Haotian Sect."

Tang Xiao was also very arrogant. There was nothing he could do about it. The entire Haotian Sect was extremely arrogant now, and it seemed that they did not take other sects seriously.

"Alas, now the sect only has the title of Father. It's not easy to protect the title of the number one sect in the world."

Tang Zhen's face looked a little ugly. The highest elder in the sect was only level 89. As the number one sect in the world, they only had one Titled Douluo. It was better for them to rely on the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, which was not their main sect.

"Damn Spirit Hall! It's only been a few years since my father disappeared, and they're already targeting our Haotian Sect. This is simply a recipe for death."

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Chapter 8: The Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan Expels the Upper Three Clans

Unlike the Haotian Sect, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was overjoyed at this time. Now that Tang Chen of the Haotian Sect was missing, Yu Yuanzhen of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect was only at level 93, which was really disappointing.

As for their Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, they have a level 95 Sword Douluo above them and a level 94 Bone Douluo below them, plus the assistance of the Sect Master. Which sect would dare to fight them?

After the competition is over, their Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will truly be the number one sect in the world.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, I'm leaving this competition up to you."

Ning Fengzhi sat upright on the sofa, taking a sip of tea with great enjoyment.

"Haha, Feng Zhi, don't worry. Even if the old swordsman doesn't make a move, I'm confident that I can fight Tang Zhen. As for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan, they're not even worthy of the old swordsman's attack."

Gu Rong said with extreme confidence.

Although he was one level lower than Tang Zhen, he believed that his Bone Dragon Martial Soul had invincible defense and had long wanted to test the strength of this number one weapon spirit in the world.

As for Yu Yuanzhen, he is just a level 93 Karami and is not worthy of being his opponent.

"Uncle Gu, please don't say too much. We three sects are of the same origin. Even if we become the number one sect in the world, we must not underestimate the other two sects."

Although Ning Fengzhi said this, the smile on his lips clearly revealed his true thoughts.

"Father, do you see this? Under my leadership, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is poised to become the world's number one sect."

Thinking about this, Ning Fengzhi's heart gradually became hot. This was something that none of their previous sect masters had accomplished, and he, Ning Fengzhi, would surpass all the previous sect masters and become a meritorious official of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect who would be passed down through the ages.

Compared to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect which was bustling with activity, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect was like a dead horse, with all the disciples looking ashen.

"Alas, Yuan Zhen is injured now, and the competition is coming soon. What should we do?"

The third elder sighed helplessly. Originally, their Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect was at the bottom of the top three sects, and now the sect leader was injured.

The Elephant Armor Sect is watching covetously. Although I don’t know where they get the confidence from, it still makes people feel uneasy.

If they lose, they will truly be the sinners of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan.

"It's all that Yu Xiaogang's fault. He's worse than pigs and dogs. He brought disaster to our family. Now he doesn't dare to come out. I, Yu Dalei, swear to never reconcile with Yu Xiaogang."

After saying that, the whole room was filled with a sad atmosphere.

……

On the second day, the sect competition officially began.

The entire fighting arena was packed with people, all coming to witness the competition between the strongest sects on the continent.

"quiet!"

The cardinal used his soul power to cover the entire fighting arena with sound, and the arena suddenly became quiet.

"His Holiness the Pope has arrived."

Soon, Qianxunfeng, wearing a gilded papal robe and holding the papal scepter in his hand, walked step by step to the seat.

"Long live His Majesty the Pope!"

With the appearance of Qianxun Feng, the whole audience was ignited again, and he had to use his soul power to calm the people in the audience.

As the Pope's scepter, which was attached with soul power, tapped the ground, the soul power scattered, and the originally chaotic fighting arena suddenly became quiet.

"So strong!"

Jian Douluo felt the soul power in Qianxunfeng's body, and his face gradually showed some surprise.

"What's wrong, Uncle Jian? Could it be that Qianxun Feng is stronger than you?"

Seeing that Chen Xin looked unhappy, Ning Fengzhi asked with concern.

"Very strong, I am no match."

After saying that, a hint of caution flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes. A person who had just been granted a title actually made Uncle Jian feel inferior.

In the future, there will be another Qian Daoliu, or even better than Qian Daoliu. When will my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect have the day to come to the fore?

I didn't expect Qianxunfeng to be so powerful that even Jian Douluo had to admit defeat.

He was even thinking about uniting the three major sects and the Tiandou Empire to boycott the Spirit Hall.

"The sect competition has officially begun. I hope everyone will not let this ranking hurt their feelings. Friendship comes first, competition comes second."

As Qianxunfeng announced the start, each sect began to gear up, preparing to gain a better ranking for their sect.

In one day, the candidates for the seven sects were decided, and then they were divided into the upper three sects and the lower four sects.

"Now, people from the lower four sects can declare war on people from the upper three sects. If they win, they can become members of the upper three sects."

"Then we'll sort the top three."

"I, Hu Yanzhen the Elephant Armor, challenge the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan."

Having hidden his strength for three months, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. The hungry and thirsty Hu Yanzhen could not wait any longer.

As soon as the rules were announced, he came to the ring, pointed at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan's team, and spoke arrogantly.

"Damn it, this Spirit Hall lackey!"

Yu Yuanzhen was extremely angry at this time. They didn't know that Hu Yanzhen had broken through the ban, and even though he was injured, they didn't take Hu Yanzhen seriously.

"Humph, you really think that your Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan is easy to bully, Hu Yanzhen, today I will break your legs."

After saying that, Yu Yuanzhen flew up from his seat and came to the front of the arena, with nine soul rings flashing around his body, two yellow, two purple and five black.

"Hahaha, Yu Yuanzhen, who knows who's going to get their legs broken today?"

After saying this, Hu Yanzhen's aura was no longer concealed and was revealed.

Titled Douluo!

Nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple and five black, appeared around his body.