The morning of the fifth day.

Wang Feng woke up early in the morning. Yesterday, Wang Feng was deducing today's battle situation.

Wang Feng knew which three teams would be when they entered the finals.

Although I thought early in my mind that this Golden Generation will change from the original work, I didn’t expect that the change will be so big. Yesterday, the Fighting Team of the Emperor was not even exposed to its martial soul fusion skills. The soul power level was surprisingly high. At the same time, Hu Liena also absorbed the soul rings of the stars and had soul bones.

Xingxing has been following him for several years, but he is not an ordinary star and moon fox. Hu Liena's strength must be a bit special.

Wang Feng was a little unstable all day, and he had too many questions in his mind.

Regarding the deduction of the battle situation on the last day, Wang Feng also looked at the flowers in the fog, and could only vaguely see a rough outline.

But Tang San and the others will definitely face a huge threat.

He cannot play, not to mention that the quota of seven players in the final circle has been fixed and cannot be changed. Even if he can fight in personal battles, he cannot change his outfit instead of playing in that occasion. The competition venue is outside the square of the Pope's Palace, and there will be a lot of titled Douluo at that time.

In Wang Feng's deduction, when he enters the finals, his identity is likely to be exposed. But it doesn't matter if he is exposed. To endure death means to disqualify the championship.

Could it be that the Spirit Palace can still kill him for excuses in turn?

The championship is not Wang Feng's purpose. In Wang Feng's opinion, the championship is just an additional reward for him coming here.

Wang Feng didn't think much about the four soul bones.

When Wang Feng put on the outfit of Jiuyikai and walked on the way to the Pope's Hall with Dean Feren, he found that the weather was particularly good today and the sun was shining.

“The weather is good today.”

Dean Feilun smiled, "Sincere, I never thought you could get to this point."

A third-rate academy in Tiandou City was dragged to the final circle of the Mainland Advanced Elite Soul Master Competition by one person!

Although many teams are used to it when they watch Jiuyi start, they feel too scary if they stand outside the circle.

"Champion, I have no confidence in you, I am a real person."

Dean Feren continued, "But I am completely satisfied that you can get to this point! Today's game, you can perform by yourself depending on the situation. By the way, after the game, even if you don't continue to stay at Zixing Academy, our college will treat you as a symbol of our college and set you up a statue."

Wang Feng: “…”

He did not answer.

After the competition, Wang Feng thought about figuring out what happened to the three little guys Qingqing and Xingxing before, go to the next check-in location to practice, and then look for the little blue bird to ensure that Xingxing and Yaya's consciousness must not dissipate.

So, Wang Feng naturally couldn't stay there anymore in Zixing Academy.

The teams that were accompanied include Shrek Academy and the Spirit Hall Team.

The three teams had a total of fifteen people, plus the accompanying teachers, and walked towards the magnificent and magnificent Pope Hall in the hill ahead.

The three teams have their own unique features, the Wuhun Hall team, with confidence on their faces, and they are heading ahead.

Tang San and his party were followed, which was very calm.

Finally, he opened at 9:10. He could occasionally see Tang San and others, and would look back at him, but there was no communication.

From the foot of the hill, about three hundred meters away, the Templars of the Spirit Hall stood, holding silver spears, crossing and standing, solemn and majestic, forming a special ritual path.

Soon, the three teams arrived at the square outside the Pope's Hall.

When the distance is closer, Wang Feng can see the gate of the Pope Hall, which is only a few steps away.

The gilded gate is at least ten meters high, magnificent and engraved with six different special patterns, symbolizing the digital title Douluo.

The semi-elliptical arched door seems to contain a sacred gathering. I don’t know how bright it will be when it opens?

At this time, only a bell rang.

The twelve cardinals walked to both sides of the gate, like the garrison that was dominated by ancient emperors.

As bishops of Platinum, they only have the qualifications to guard the garrison here.

‘The stature is really high.’

Wang Feng's eyes did not change, and he looked at the door calmly.

Only one of the cardinals in the front shouted loudly in a clear voice:

"His Majesty the Pope is here!"

This sound seemed to be able to reach the entire Wuhun City, and as soon as the words were finished.

The bell sounded down, and countless sounds of overwhelming seas came from the foot of the mountain and from the Wuhun City.

The sound of "Long Live" is rising from wave to wave, with a sense of fanatical faith and loyalty in it.

Wang Feng knew that the Cardinal's voice would definitely not be able to reach Wuhun City. It should be the special bell ringing that reached Wuhun City. It symbolized that His Majesty the Pope was about to appear, which would cause such a loud voice, which was even more exciting than Wang Feng's shout at the opening scene of the 2008 Olympic Games in his previous life.

In this environment, even if you are not from the Wuhun Hall, you will feel a solemn and respectful feeling.

And until the door opened, the shout seemed to reach one!

Wang Feng also saw the person coming.

The moment the door opened, it seemed as if tens of thousands of spotlights were lit out from inside, and four figures and another figure walked out goldenly.

After a while, I waited until the group had completely come out before I could see clearly.

The leader is Pope Bibidong.

The papal robe she wore was specially made, with brilliant gold as the base, with three types of gemstones, red, blue and gold. At the end, it was full of brilliance and nobleness.

The purple gold crown above the head is even more majestic.

Wang Feng took a look and then withdrew his gaze. Although Pope Bibidong is of the same age as the master, he cannot tell at all that beauty is beauty, but more majesty.

Wang Feng thought of Wu Zetian in his previous life. With the blessing of this status and strength, it was enough to make people forget her beauty.

Only intimidated by her majesty and manners.

The three people following were also wearing golden robes, and a huge gem with clear edges and angular edges on their chests, symbolizing the status of the title Douluo.

Of course, only the titled Douluo is qualified to wear this kind of dress. It is Ghost Douluo, Ju Douluo, and Sword Douluo.

Although Jian Douluo is a member of the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect, he is also an honorary elder of the Spirit Hall. He generally does not participate in the affairs of the Spirit Hall, but is just a name.

The other two titled Douluo were different from when they attacked them and were not masked.

Ju Douluo looks a bit sissy, her skin is very white and tender, and her skin is better maintained than girls. Although Gui Douluo is wearing a golden dress, her face is covered with a fog, as if she is mosaiced, making it impossible to see what he looks like.

The last person is Ning Fengzhi. He is not a titled Douluo, but his status is naturally qualified to come out with the Pope.
Chapter completed!