Chapter 19 Coronation Ceremony
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In the afternoon.
Pope's coronation ceremony.
Today's weather is not good, and the former Pope just farted, so the atmosphere in Wuhun City cannot be described as festive.
Moreover, Pope Bibi Dong only had one week from when he released the news to today's coronation ceremony, so he was somewhat rushed.
Of the seven major sects that were supposed to be present, except for the Haotian Sect, which was not going to show up, only two came.
They are the Qibao Glazed Sect, which will never miss any important occasions, and will never take the initiative to make grudges with anyone. The strength of the sect ranks second among the three sects.
There was also the Elephant Armor Sect who immediately turned to the Wuhun Palace after the incident in the Haotian Sect.
"Uncle Bones, there is something wrong with the atmosphere in this Wuhun City."
Ning Fengzhi, who was sitting in the guest seat, was observing the situation on the field.
Even if only two of the seven major sects arrived, there was actually no movement from the people at Wuhun Palace.
Especially, there were actually two people sitting on the seats in the Elder Hall. They were the veteran Titled Douluo of Wuhun Hall who had become famous some time ago, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
None of the other titled Douluo arrived, and the great priest of Wuhun Palace who was supposed to crown the Pope did not show up.
Something's wrong! Something is very wrong!
"Don't worry, Fengzhi, even if this is a game, I can take you away." Gu Rong said.
When it comes to fighting, he doesn't dare to say he will win, but when it comes to running away, he is second best in this continent, and no one dares to say he is first.
"I'm not worried about this, it's just..." Ning Fengzhi looked at the vacant Pope's seat.
"Now that the Haotian Sect is in trouble, the relationship between the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex and us is not going well, the Elephant Armor Sect is turning to the Spirit Hall, and the balance between the seven major sects and the Spirit Hall is about to go wrong."
The Qibao Glazed Sect has the longest history among the seven major sects, and is also the oldest soul master force on the mainland besides Wuhun Palace. It is most concerned about the balance between these soul master forces.
The last thing they want is a violent conflict between soul master organizations. Only stability can lead to long-term success, and only harmony can make money.
This incident was clearly caused by the conflict caused by Wuhun Palace's insistence on snatching the 100,000-year-old soul beast from Tang Hao. As a result, now that the Pope is dead, it seems that the Haotian Sect has made such a big mistake. How heinous.
A hundred thousand year transformed soul beast is rare to see in a thousand years. It is an unwritten rule in the soul master world that for this kind of thing, whoever gets it first will get it. Tang Hao has been guarding it for so many years, and the Wuhun Palace still wants to I really don’t have any shame in chasing after him.
He also said that Tang Hao took the initiative to attack.
Is there something wrong with Tang Hao's brain? One person attacked three titled Douluo?
I can't even find a reasonable excuse.
And now that Qianxunji is dead and his boss has been killed, even if he knows that Wuhun Palace is unreasonable, no one can say anything.
After all, the dead are the most important...
"Okay, Fengzhi, don't think so much. Even if Wuhun Palace wants to take the opportunity to cause trouble, don't say we won't watch, just say that their own people can't come true." Gu Rong said.
The soul masters of Wuhun Hall come from the entire soul master world, and their interests are intertwined. Guangguang, the titled Douluo elders of the Elders Hall, all have varying degrees of interests involved with the seven major sects and the two empires.
Had the Pope not been beaten to death this time, the war would not have been fought.
Ning Fengzhi sighed, "I just don't know how far the fight will go this time."
It is impossible to destroy the sect. If Wuhun Palace really plans to destroy the Haotian Sect, it is impossible for the two empires and the remaining seven sects to just watch.
After all, they killed the Haotian Sect, who knows if they will be next?
Moreover, the elders and masters of the Haotian Sect are not vegetarians. If you want to destroy the Haotian Sect, you have to pay the price of at least three titled Douluo.
Who is going to die?
He didn't think that the titled Douluo elders in Wuhun Palace had lived enough.
"The new pope is here," Gu Rong said.
Ning Fengzhi looked up and looked in the direction of the pope's appearance, "I just hope the new pope is easy to get along with."
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On the high platform, Bibi Dong, wearing a purple-gold dress and a nine-curved purple-gold crown, finally appeared.
Standing on the stage, the golden crocodile in charge of the coronation ceremony finally opened his eyes.
Just as he was about to speak, Jin Crocodile's eyes were caught by a golden kitten held in Bibi Dong's arms.
"What do you mean?" Jin Crocodile frowned slightly and asked via voice transmission.
How could you bring something like this to the stage on such a solemn occasion?
Bibi Dong looked casual, "Is there any rule that prohibits the pope from bringing a kitten to the stage during his coronation?"
Jin Crocodile was at a loss for words, but he didn't want to quarrel with Bibi Dong on this occasion, so he had to pretend not to see it and began to direct the standard procedures before the Pope's coronation.
Fireworks, music, welcome...
Finally, at the last step, Golden Crocodile stepped forward and solemnly handed the scepter, which symbolized the authority of the Pope, to Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong casually took the scepter, and under Jin Crocodile's somewhat confused gaze, she hugged the cat and turned to look at the tens of thousands of soul masters in the audience.
Without any nonsense, Bibi Dong slammed the scepter inlaid with countless gems on the ground, and her soul power surged.
Yellow - yellow - purple - purple - black - black - black - black!
When the eighth black soul ring appeared, the audience was in an uproar.
"How old is she?" Ning Fengzhi said with a stiff expression. If he remembered correctly, Bibi Dong was only about thirty years old, right?
Even Tang Chen, the Haotian Sect who was once the insurmountable peak in the soul master world, was only a soul saint at the age of thirty!
"No, it's not over yet." Gu Rong's expression became increasingly serious.
Under everyone's attention, Bibi Dong's body erupted with a soul power pressure unique to Titled Douluo. At the same time, a bloody soul ring slowly appeared from the eighth black soul ring.
Nine rings! Titled Douluo!
The whole audience was shocked!
Except for Jin Crocodile who knew about it, all the soul masters at the coronation ceremony were dazzled by the nine soul rings floating on Bibi Dong's body, especially the bloody soul ring that symbolized one hundred thousand years.
All the original objections to the young man Bibi Dong becoming the pope disappeared at this moment.
The Wuhun Palace is the authoritative institution in the soul master world, and for soul masters, the most important thing is strength!
To put it bluntly, Wuhun Palace was unreasonable this time, but they could still bite the Haotian Sect openly and openly, just because their fists were big enough!
Nine soul rings are more real than any declaration!
"She is only thirty years old..."
Most of the soul masters present naturally knew about the saint Bibi Dong, and it was precisely because of their understanding that they were shocked!
Thirty-year-old titled Douluo!
There is also a hundred thousand year soul ring that a soul master dreams of!
"It seems that the news we got before is true." Ning Fengzhi sighed.
Saint Bibi Dong of the Wuhun Palace is a twin Wuhun!
But isn’t it impossible for these twin martial souls to cultivate?
It’s not like there are no soul masters in Wuhun Palace who have had twin martial souls, but those soul masters have fucked themselves to death without exception!
In fact, there is almost a unified understanding in the soul master world that the owner of twin martial souls is almost equivalent to a useless martial soul!
No, it’s better to destroy the martial soul. The discarded martial soul can at least practice normally, but the twin martial souls will blow themselves up after practicing!
Until now, the highest level of twin martial soul cultivation is the Soul Emperor. Legend has it that that person was also the fastest cultivator of his generation at that time. Two martial souls were attached with soul rings at the same time, almost doubling the cultivation speed. However, after cultivating to After becoming the Soul Emperor, or in other words, reaching level 60 and adding soul rings, the genius with twin martial souls exploded!
The subsequent owners of twin martial souls all met a similar fate.
But now, Bibi Dong has such a terrifying cultivation speed, which proves that the rumors of her twin martial souls are true, and she has attached soul rings to her two martial souls at the same time!
In other words, Bibi Dong solved the problem of training twin martial souls!
"..."
On the high platform, looking at the reaction from the audience, Bibi Dong was quite satisfied.
At first, she did not intend to directly reveal the fact that she had become a Titled Douluo, especially her hundred thousand year soul ring, because although she had become the Pope, she was almost alone in the Spirit Hall.
Although rashly exposing her own strength can increase her prestige, it will have a very good bonus effect on her control of the power of the Pope's Palace in a short period of time. After all, the most important thing for a soul master is strength, and the nine soul rings are more direct and effective than any words.
But this will also create many enemies for her invisibly. Those old guys in the Elders' Palace want to put their own people in key positions in the Pope's Palace as much as possible before she really takes power. If she is not strong enough, Those people would not take her seriously and would even relax their vigilance, and she would have more time and opportunity to complete the recovery of power.
But once she directly shows her strength, those people will be highly vigilant towards her, and even join forces to stumbling her. In the current papal palace, she has no one she can trust or use. If she is too eye-catching, it will bring consequences. A lot of trouble.
And once a conflict breaks out, she doesn't know the attitude of the old man Qian Daoliu. If he stands up to protect the Elder Hall, she can only tolerate it. In this way, the Pope's prestige will suffer a major impact, and she will have to spend more time and It takes energy to make up for those losses.
Therefore, hiding is far more cost-effective and safer than demonstrating.
But Nan Feng just wanted her to show her strength directly, saying that it was so simple and crude, and anyone who dissatisfied could be killed directly.
After enduring it for so many years, the bastard has finally reached the end of his endurance.
If you have the guts, do it, or at worst, everyone will see Wuhundian’s joke!
The elder has started fighting with the Pope. If the Great Priest protects the elder again, the authority of the Pope, the supreme leader of Wuhun Palace, will be damaged and even become a joke.
Shame on Wuhundian!
They just need to be happy!
This is indeed what she thought.
Qian Daoliu's most important thing is the development of Wuhun Palace. If the old guy doesn't care about the reputation of Wuhun Palace, why should she care?
Bang!
Under the gaze of everyone, Bibi Dong suddenly slammed the papal scepter in her right hand onto the ground and stabbed it firmly into the ground.
Casually, he held the golden kitten in his arms with both hands, raised it above his head, took a deep breath, and shouted:
"Long live Wuhun Palace!!"
With the blessing of deep soul power, Bibi Dong's voice resounded throughout every corner of the coronation scene, even echoing continuously.
Golden Crocodile looked at this scene with a blank expression.
Bibi Dong! You want to go to heaven!
Why are you lifting the cat up? !
There's a cat on top of the Pope's head. Do you know what it's called? !
Before Golden Crocodile could take action to stop this ridiculous scene, tens of thousands of soul masters in the audience responded to Bibi Dong’s call and shouted in unison:
"Long live Wuhun Palace!!"
"Long live the Pope!!"
Looking at Bibi Dong who was surrounded by nine soul rings, the eyes of all the soul masters belonging to the Wuhun Palace were full of fanaticism. They shouted one after another, even the huge Wuhun City was shaken. The expressions on the faces of Ning Fengzhi and his party who came to watch the ceremony Extremely embarrassing.
It doesn't matter if you shout, it doesn't matter if you don't shout.
How unsociable!
Golden Crocodile's face is even more ugly. You can shout, but put that damn cat down!
Don't put it in your head!
The shouting lasted for nearly a minute. Bibi Dong lightly stamped her foot, and a vast wave of soul power spread out, and the frenzied scene instantly became quiet.
Golden Crocodile breathed a sigh of relief, but just when he thought it was over, the Holy Light Civet Cat held high in Bibi Dong's hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling golden light, attracting the attention of everyone present.
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, "Long live the Angel God!!"
The golden crocodile was stunned.
Bibi Dong! What the hell do you mean!
Before Jin Crocodile could take action to stop him, tens of thousands of soul masters in the audience responded to Bibi Dong's call again.
"Long live the Angel God!!"
"Long live the Pope!!"
"Long live Wuhun Palace!!"
(End of chapter)