NOVEL NEXT Chapter 230 Change of Competition Rules
After Zhu Zhuqing was settled, Luo Fanchen returned to the Papal Hall alone.
Bibi Dong was wearing a long white dress, lying on her side on the papal bench. The corners of her mouth were slightly curled, and she was obviously not in a beautiful mood.
The reason for all this has to start with Zhu Zhuqing. For women, in addition to competing for beauty, breast comparison is also an important link. Even if she is the most powerful Pope, she will naturally know that Luo Fanchen is back, but when she pays attention When it comes to Zhu Zhuqing's murder weapon.
Her expression changed, and she kept looking at herself. After several comparisons, she was sure that she was not comparable at all. Especially Luo Fanchen's eyes would glance at Zhu Zhuqing from time to time, which made her feel very satisfied.
Are big breasts a big deal?
Luo Fanchen sat on the papal bench, Bibi Dong pursed her lips slightly, and put her jade feet into Luo Fanchen's arms, even with a hint of seduction.
"Help the teacher rub it"
Bibi Dong was wearing a skirt, and she was lying down, so if she raised her long legs, something would always leak out.
Yeah, purple lace.
She wanted to tell Luo Fanchen that big breasts were not worth mentioning in the face of sexiness and beauty.
But Luo Fanchen didn't dare to look at it because he ate outside and felt a little guilty. How to discuss seniority in the future gave him a headache. He could only find an opportunity to explain it later.
Luo Fanchen said while rubbing Bibi Dong's feet
"Teacher, I plan to form a team to participate in the next mainland soul master elite competition."
"Oh" Bibi Dong replied lightly.
"Uh..." Luo Fanchen felt even more guilty. Could it be that the Dongchuang incident happened? However, thinking about it carefully, it was impossible. I checked carefully and found that there was no trace of Qian Renxue's body fragrance on her body, nor did she take away any of Qian Renxue's belongings.
"Teacher, I also plan to change the rules of the next competition."
Seeing that Luo Fanchen was a little restless, Bibi Dong thought it was because she couldn't resist her seduction. She felt a little relieved and slightly raised the corners of her mouth, planning to use more force, so she put her other foot in Luo Fanchen's arms. .
"I promise you when you feel comfortable serving me."
"Okay." Luo Fanchen didn't know why the beautiful teacher was angry, so he gave her a full body massage to completely relax her.
at dusk.
Bibi Dong nestled in Luo Fanchen's arms, the resentment in her heart had disappeared, and she said softly
"how do you want to do it?"
Luo Fanchen said
"The rewards before were too few. Only the champions had soul bones. I want to increase some rewards. As long as you enter the top four, you can get the top ten thousand-year soul bones. This will not only increase the intensity of the competition and improve the viewing experience, but also take advantage of the opportunity. Show the world the strength and courage of my Wuhun Palace."
"Similarly, having such generous rewards can also increase the participants' motivation to practice. Isn't that the original intention of this competition?"
Bibi Dong's purple eyes flickered, and she thought to herself, aren't you just preparing a betrothal gift for those delicate flowers you have stained outside? Huh, I really thought I didn't know.
She was angry, but she didn't show it. Instead, she poked Luo Fanchen's chest and said
"I can promise you, but you have to make a bet with me."
Hearing this, Luo Fanchen's eyes lit up and he said
"Okay, if you want to bet, let's bet bigger. I'll give you a hundred thousand year soul bone as a reward for the champion. Teacher, what do you think?"
"It's not enough," Bibi Dong shook his head.
"Then what kind of bet does the teacher want to make?" Luo Fanchen asked curiously.
A hint of cunning flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and she spoke provocatively.
"You and I each form a team to compete. Then we will see whose team can win the championship. The loser must agree to a condition for the winner, no matter what the condition is."
"How about it? Do you dare to bet?"
"Okay, then, teacher, please don't regret it." Luo Fanchen couldn't ask for such a condition. The team he trained with his own hands could not lose and could sweep away any other team.
Also, Hu Liena, Xieyue, and Yan were taught by themselves, and they knew their weaknesses very well.
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, picked up Luo Fanchen's chin with her green fingertips, and said
"My teacher is the Pope of Wuhun Palace. How can I keep my word? It's up to you not to regret it. You are so presumptuous that you dare to doubt the teacher."
Luo Fanchen stared into those clear purple eyes, always feeling that Bibi Dong was teasing him, but there was no evidence. In order to ease the embarrassment, he changed the subject and said
"Teacher, I sensed that you were angry before. Why?"
Bibi Dong took back her hand and said solemnly
"That damn Rakshasa God has been lying to me. I asked her for the artifact. Not only did she find various excuses, she also wanted me to kill you."
"Xiaochen, what should we do next?"
This kind of thing should be a disciple asking the teacher what to do. Who makes Bibi Dong not only trust Luo Fanchen, but also rely on him so much.
"Teacher, don't be angry. Doesn't she want to kill me? Then I'll give her a chance." Luo Fanchen leaned into Bibi Dong's ear and whispered.
"Let's do this first...and then that..."
"Is this okay? She is a first-level god."
"Believe me"
"Okay, teacher, do as you say."
……
Bibi Dong was very efficient in her work, and she issued a series of documents the next day, which were passed by Wuhun Hall personnel to each branch hall, and then the branch hall informed the mainland.
That same day, the calm continent began to become restless.
"Have you heard? Wuhun Palace actually plans to give out a hundred thousand year soul bone as a reward."
"I can only say that it is worthy of the Wuhun Palace. The spirit of the two empires cannot be compared. I have to observe this competition no matter what. With such generous rewards, the competition must be fierce."
"You must go and see the hundred-thousand-year-old soul bones. I don't know how many people have never seen a hundred-year-old soul bone in their lives. It's not a waste of time to be able to see a hundred-thousand-year-old soul bone."
As the saying goes, amateurs watch the fun, and experts watch the doorway.
The two major empires and the three major sects were not happy. Wuhun Palace sent a special letter to them, so the people in power were entangled.
The general meaning of the letter is: Wuhun Palace wants to change some competition rules, mainly to increase rewards, and secondly to increase the number of places to allow more teams to participate, in order to stimulate the enthusiasm of the younger generation to practice.
Because the competition is jointly organized by Wuhun Palace and the two empires, but now it is Wuhun Palace’s turn, so Wuhun Palace is responsible for preparing the competition rewards.
The letter was meant to be discussed, but it was also somewhat unquestionable.
In desperation, they had no choice but to acquiesce.
Because Wuhun Palace gave too much.
The fourth place has 50,000-year-old soul bones, and more than one. Anyone who refuses such an attractive reward will have cerebral palsy.
If you refuse, the rules will remain the same as before, and only the first place will have a soul bone. However, Wuhun Palace is so powerful that it wins the championship in almost every session, and the others can only drink soup.
The Star Luo Empire and the Tiandou Empire would not refuse. The two empires alternated between the runner-up and the third runner-up in every competition.
According to the thinking of the two empires, even if they don't get the 100,000-year-old soul bone, it would be good to win the runner-up or third place.
Qibao Glazed Sect.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes were solemn, he put down the letter and sighed.
"The Wuhun Palace is demonstrating. It's a great gesture to reward the golden generation with a hundred thousand year old soul bone."
In his opinion, this reward is obviously predetermined, and others can only take a look. As for robbing, robbing things from the Pope in Wuhun City, isn't this looking for death?
Not to mention robbing, just being able to get close to the Pope is already pretty good.
Jian Chen and Gu Rong disagreed, and then Jian Chen said
"Fengzhi, why do you think Wuhun Palace will definitely win the championship? Xing Luo won the championship last time. Wuhun Palace is powerful, but that doesn't mean no team can beat them."
Gu Rong has a huge frame and is two meters tall. He has sparse hair on his head. Due to his martial soul attributes, he has a faint and sinister aura.
"That's right, arrogant soldiers will be defeated," Gu Rong added. He glanced at Jian Chen meaningfully, and his words were a bit of a pun.
Jian Chen glanced at Gu Rong with disdain and said lightly
"Ouch, it's so sour, old bones. I suggest you eat less lemons, otherwise your bones will become softer and you will fall down before I even draw my sword."
Gu Rong spat.
"Fart, old swordsman, didn't you just break through a few days before me? I look like you are turning into lice. You are jumping up and down. Be careful to fall into the ditch when you go out."
Jian Chen joked
"I don't know who was knocked down by my sword last time and cried for father and mother."
Gurong Road
"Swordman, screw your mother. The ninety-fifth super Douluo defeated me, a ninety-fourth level person. Only a shameless person like you would be complacent."
"If possible, let's fight for another three hundred rounds."
"Come on, come on, my big sword is already hungry and thirsty."
Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly. He had come to the two of them to discuss matters, but they started to quarrel whenever they disagreed. Neither one accepted the other's advice. After the fight, they had a long chat about their experiences in cultivation.
"Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, please calm down for a while."
"Shut up," they both yelled at the same time.
"You lost Rongrong and you didn't hurry up to find her. Why are you still in the mood to sit here? Let us tell you, if you can't find Rongrong, don't call us."
After saying that, the two of them went out to have a fight.
Ning Fengzhi became even more helpless, and he became even more confused when Ning Rongrong was mentioned.
"Why did Rongrong go to Tiandou Royal Academy? It's really strange. Didn't the secret letter say that she went to Shrek?"
"It seems that I have to quietly find an opportunity to ask, and I can't let Uncle Gu and Uncle Jian know about it, otherwise they will argue to bring Rongrong back again."
"Oh, I can't let them pamper me like this anymore."
Shrek Academy.
Tang San's eyes were full of decadence, and he kept recalling what happened when he met Luo Fanchen in his mind. He was injured again and again, and was still injured by the Tang Sect's hidden weapons. It was really frustrating.
He obtained a 1,700-year-old human-faced demon spider soul ring, which was the limit of the Soul Lord's ability to absorb soul rings, but even so, he couldn't be happy. He always felt like something important had been taken away.
Flender gathered everyone in Shrek for a meeting. He also heard about the announcement from Wuhun Palace, so he planned to launch a brainwashing campaign for a few people.
Even if you can't win the championship, you can still enter the fourth place. In addition to the soul bone reward, the fourth place will also receive an additional reward of 200,000 gold soul coins.
This was a huge sum of money for him, and he had to get it no matter what.
And they don't know that this is a plan against them.