Chapter 392: The Son of God draws his sword! Showing off his muscles
Liu Erlong stood up and stared at Qian Renjue without any concealment.

Xiu clenched his fists, aware of Qian Renjue's gaze.
Liu Erlong felt that it was all worth it, and her heart was filled with excitement and joy.

Ah Jue has not forgotten her!

Bibi Dong's eyes froze and her brows furrowed slightly.

She naturally sensed the burning gaze and recognized the identity of the woman in the black dress.
Liu Erlong! Where is she looking?
See absolutely?!
Bibi Dong's eyes were sharp, but Liu Erlong ignored her.

She only has Qianrenjue in her eyes
Just now she just knelt down to her Ah Jue.

Bibi Dong felt inexplicably irritated.

If it was just Liu Erlong's gaze, it would be fine, but why was he looking at that bitch?

What exactly is going on? !
Bibi Dong gently placed her hand on Qian Renjue's forearm
Pinch gently.

Qian Renjue felt pain and retracted his gaze, secretly observing Bibi Dong's expression.

But at this time.

Bibi Dong didn't have time to ask.

Instead, he looked at the many participating teams below and forced a slight smile on his face.
Thinking of what she had to do, she felt relieved.

"I know you are all very curious about why the venue has to be changed temporarily. Now, I can tell you."

Bibi Dong's graceful and melodious voice paused slightly.

Under the expectant gazes of many young spirit masters, he said with pride on his face:

"That's because my disciples are impatient."

"My Highness, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, would like to experience your talents and strengths in person."

Bibi Dong's voice was not loud.

But it rings clearly in everyone's ears
"What's the meaning?!"

The many participating teams immediately became excited.

The teachers looked surprised and the students kept whispering.

"Did I hear correctly?"

"Your Holiness is saying that the Son of God will go into battle alone?"

"Could it be that the venue was changed just to allow His Royal Highness the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall to challenge us directly and win the championship?"

"hiss--"

"How is this possible? You are crazy!"

"..."

There were sounds of gasps, questions and even sarcasm.

Even those college teachers.

They all felt that the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall was too arrogant, a newborn calf that was not afraid of a tiger.
How many years has it been since he took over the throne of the Holy Son? !

How old are you?
Obviously less than twenty!

Even if one has incredible talent, the cultivation level can only be that of a Soul King at best.

To challenge and win the championship alone is undoubtedly a pipe dream!
But some smart people remained silent.
This is the Spirit Hall!

How could a holy place in the hearts of all soul masters joke about its own reputation? !

All the cardinals seemed too calm.

There was even anticipation in his eyes!

They dare not think.
If the Holy Son of Spirit Hall can really do it, what a talent that is!
Just thinking about it
Those smart people looked at Qian Renjue with fear in their eyes.

Liu Erlong was just slightly stunned.

She was full of confidence in Qian Ren Jue. Her A Jue was very strong!
In front of the Pope's Palace, I heard Bibi Dong's words.

Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Qian Renjue beside him.
There was expectation in his eyes.

Qian Renjue is about to draw his sword against all the soul masters in the world.

Ju, Gui and Du next to them did not show any strange expression at all.

They understand their Holy Son.

His combat power is at the level of a Titled Douluo at level 95, and what he sees is nothing but a chicken and a dog.
Jian Douluo's eyes were full of admiration and expectation.

Qian Renjue looked at the elites whispering to each other with a confident smile on his face.

I was following the process.
But isn’t the main purpose this time to demonstrate and show off muscles?

Then naturally the higher the profile, the better.

Anyway, he doesn't try his best.

Boom-!
Bibi Dong poked the ground with the scepter in her hand, making a sound as loud as a bell.

Cover and suppress all voices.

"I know you are curious about the Saint's strength."

"You don't have to rush. Take a look at the prizes for this competition first."

The whole place fell silent.

With suspicion in their hearts, they looked at the Pope and the Son of God above.

Bibi Dong was calm and relaxed, without any pressure at all.

Under the watchful eyes of many participating teams.

Bibi Dong turned her head to look at Qian Renjue, released his arm, and called softly:
"Just take it out."

"is teacher."

Qian Renjue was gentle and polite, nodding slightly, and every move he made was full of good manners.

They clasped their hands together and put them into each other's wide sleeves. Ning Rongrong's eyes were filled with excitement, if Ning Fengzhi hadn't pulled her hard.

I'm afraid he has already walked to Qian Renjue's side.

Om-!
No one saw how he did it.

Seven points of light instantly magnified in front of Bibi Dong and floated in the air.
Then it floated strangely towards the center of the square.

not hurriedly
I couldn't feel any fluctuation of soul power at all.

"How did he do that?!"

Everyone looked at Qian Renjue in surprise.

Even at such a long distance, the seven items continued to float in the air.

But soon, the true colors of those seven things were revealed.

"What are those things? Black boxes, strange-shaped pieces of iron?"

"It looks like a soul guide."

"No, there is no soul power fluctuation."

"..."

"Dad, aren't those the toys that Brother Shengzi gave to Rongrong?"

Ning Rongrong grabbed Ning Fengzhi's hand, very happy.

"Yes, it's a hidden weapon."

Ning Fengzhi twitched the corners of his mouth.

I didn't expect that the Spirit Hall would use this as a reward, not just to show off the Saint Son.
Still showing off his background.

How could those small sects in the world withstand the salvos of Zhuge's divine crossbow?

They will inevitably be incorporated one after another in a timid manner.

"Everyone."

"These seven items are special soul guides that can be used without soul power."

Qian Renjue had a smile on his face and his purple eyes were slightly narrowed.

The calm and gentle voice, with its inexplicable power, made the whole audience quiet down.

But the confusion in their eyes could not be dispelled at all.

But Qian Renjue’s next words.

But it made them shocked and excited again.

"Their combined power is enough to kill Soul Sect members and even threaten weaker Soul Kings."

"Wow——!"

There was an uproar.

He looked at the 'soul guide' floating in the air in disbelief.

Is this Holy Son of the Spirit Hall really crazy?!

Without using soul power, threatening the Soul King?

"You will all have doubts in your heart, but I will see it with your own eyes."

Qian Ren never gave them any chance to discuss further.

He gave the order downwards:
"Nana, Xiao Feidie, start demonstrating in turn."

"Yes, senior brother!"

Hu Liena bowed and responded.

Looking at those who questioned him, there was a hint of gloating in his eyes.

Looking at the hidden weapon flying in front of him.

He immediately took off the silent hidden arrow and walked towards the center of the square.

Only then did everyone notice.

In the center of the square in front of the Pope's Palace, a little girl was standing there.

Timid and a little thin.

But those somewhat closed eyes were full of determination.

Obediently, she let Hu Liena equip her with silent sleeve arrows, stomping crossbows, and flying blades between boots.
And a tight-back flower-mounted crossbow.

After Xiao Feidie was dressed, she stood straight and nodded heavily to Hu Liena.

Immediately after
The participating teams began to whisper again.

Because, walking towards them, there are cat girls, dog girls, and fox girls with beast spirit characteristics.
They work in an orphanage.

It was temporarily borrowed by Qian Renjue
Working in pairs, they pushed the wooden chopping board, stone slab, and iron plate.

They stood in front of Xiao Feidie in an orderly manner, with timidity in their eyes.
But her face was full of a gentle and happy smile.

"Okay, little butterfly."

Hu Liena touched Xiao Feidie's head.

She said softly, "You can start now. Don't be nervous. Just do it as you did in training."

Looking at the picture in front of you.
The eyes of everyone in the contestant group began to become solemn.

This seems to be for real!

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)