Chapter 433： I look too ugly... (2) (2/2)

The master on the periphery of the square frowned slightly and did not speak.

The few members of the Wuhun Palace team, or the three of the Golden Generation, were all staring at the nine-one opening.

In the hearts of the three of them, based on the analysis of the many powerful teachers in the Wuhun Palace in the previous four days, nine one has been opened as their three biggest enemy. It is conceivable that the three of them were curious and valued this nine-one.

Bibi Dong also watched September 1st open.

The mask only covers the face, but there is nothing wrong with his eyes. Compared with the flashing purple light in Tang San's eyes before, this Jiu Yi opened his eyes very calmly, like a secluded pool, staring at her without any fluctuations.

Bibi Dong was a little surprised.

At this time, I heard Wang Feng's hoarse voice slowly and said:

”I'm so ugly, I'm afraid that when I lifted my mask, I scared the Pope. Although the Pope has a torch, he doesn't care about the beauty of a person, but you let me open it abruptly, in case you frighten the Pope, you Didn’t you commit a heinous crime?”

Upon hearing this, the audience was silent for a moment.

The cardinal was so refuted that he couldn't say a word, his face flushed and he pointed to the nine one.

Pouch.

Hu Liena, who was in the golden generation, chuckled and blinked.

”This September 1 is open, so courageous.”

Xie Yue and Yan did not speak, but looked at Wang Feng seriously.

”Get out.”

Bibi Dong glanced at the cardinal and slowly said, ”This is his personal privacy. The game does not stipulate that you cannot wear a mask. Nor does my Wuhun Temple have any regulations that force everyone to show their people in a positive way~ ~Ghost Douluo is a good example, although their identities and strengths are not comparable.

After all, Bibi Dong stopped watching, but walked to the high platform of the square and gave a simple speech.

Wang Feng nodded slightly. Although Bibi Dong is a villain in the original work, as the Pope of the Wuhun Temple, his words really make people feel like spring breeze, without any pressure. However, in full view of her, in order to maintain the prestige of the pope, she would naturally not mess around.

After the speech, Bibi Dong waved the scepter in his hand.

Four spirit bones directly appeared in midair.

Wang Feng glanced, and the tallest soul bones were only about 50,000 years old, not bad.

But Wang Feng really didn't like it.

The fifty-thousand-year old is a skull. In addition, there is a left hand and a leg bone.

All are spirit bones over ten thousand years old.

”Among these four soul bones, the skull is the wisdom skull that condenses the spirit, the right arm that bursts and burns, the left arm that moves the mountain with gravel, and the left leg that is only chasing the wind. They are all soul bones over ten thousand years old. Among them, the wisdom skull is more than 50,000 years old.”

It was Chrysanthemum Douluo who was talking and introduced in a low voice.

Although his voice made everyone get goose bumps, it was extremely shocking.

Soul bones over fifty thousand years old!

Still a skull!

Among the soul bones, in addition to the external soul bone, the most precious thing is the torso and the head!

As you can imagine!

”There is only one champion in the competition, and the rewards only belong to the champion team.”

Bibi Dong glanced at the fifteen people, ”This morning, you will have an individual match. The last team will directly get the place for the finals. The remaining two teams will compete in a team battle in the afternoon to compete for another place in the final. ”

”Now, you can send your players to the court to get started.”

(End of this chapter)