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The four tests have all been set out.
As for how far they will ultimately go, that depends on their own fate.
"Alright, remember that spiritual practice is about cultivating the mind. The test has been given to you."
"Get out of here, all of you. Stop kneeling here and getting in the way."
Yes, Teacher Su!
The four men, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, quickly got up from the ground and prepared to leave.
But at this moment...
"Teacher Su! Something terrible has happened again at the entrance of our college!"
A series of urgent and frantic shouts, growing louder as they approached, broke the atmosphere in the courtyard.
Everyone went out looking for fame.
Zhao Wuji's imposing figure was seen rushing towards them.
On his back was an old man covered in blood, who looked like he was on the verge of death.
"Teacher Zhao? What happened?"
"Yeah, my teacher is perfectly fine, what are you yelling about!"
The girls stopped smiling and looked nervously at Zhao Wuji rushing towards them.
"Huh...huh..."
Zhao Wuji ran to Su Xin in one breath and carefully placed the old man on his back on the ground.
Then, panting heavily, he said:
"It's the people with the Martial Soul Vitiligo...they've come knocking on our door!"
"Pope Bibidon has personally arrived, along with six titled Douluo and numerous powerful individuals, and they've... surrounded our academy!"
Pope Bibi...Dong? Six titled Douluo?
Upon hearing this, all the girls present, as well as Feng Xiaotian and his group, changed their expressions drastically.
Su Xin's expression also darkened, and his gaze fell on the unconscious old man on the ground.
At this moment, where was the slightest bit of the majesty of an Imperial Marshal in Golong's eyes?
His armor was tattered and covered in dried blood, and his breath was extremely weak.
If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, he would look no different from a dead person.
Su Xin was somewhat speechless.
This old man's luck is truly exceptionally bad.
He was sent to catch Yu Xiaogang, but he ended up running into that crazy woman, Bibi Dong.
"Marshal Golong was thrown in by Bibidon."
After catching his breath, Zhao Wuji said with lingering fear:
"She said this was the first gift for you, and she even asked you... asked you to go out and see her immediately."
"A gift? This is clearly a show of force!"
Su Xin said something self-deprecatingly, then gave Ye Lengleng a look.
Ye Lengleng immediately understood and quickly summoned her martial spirit.
"Third Soul Skill, Healing Holy Light!"
A soft white light emanated from her palm and slowly flowed into Goron's body.
Under the powerful soul skill of the Nine-Hearted Sacred Begonia, Ge Long's injuries began to heal rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His face, originally as pale as paper, gradually regained a hint of color.
Before long, he slowly opened his eyes, even though he was already breathing more and more out of the air.
"Where am I?"
Goron's eyes were still somewhat dazed, clearly not yet fully awake from his coma.
"Marshal Ge Long, you're awake!"
Upon seeing this, Zhao Wuji quickly stepped forward to support him.
When Ge Long saw the familiar silver-haired face in front of him, he was jolted awake, and all his senses returned instantly!
Ignoring his weakened state, he struggled to his feet and knelt down in front of Su Xin with a thud.
"Your Majesty, the Heavenly King!"
"Your Majesty! You must do us justice!"
This iron-willed marshal fought on the battlefield for decades.
At this moment, she suddenly started crying like a child who had suffered a great injustice, with snot and tears streaming down her face.
"They're all...they're all dead!"
"Our empire's three thousand Soul Master legion... not a single one survived... they were all killed by Bibi Dong's six Title Douluo!"
"Corpses lie everywhere, rivers of blood flow! Your Majesty!"
A legion of three thousand Soul Masters!
This news shocked Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and the other girls so much that they covered their mouths, their eyes filled with horror.
Those were three thousand Soul Masters! Not three thousand pigs, and they were... slaughtered to death just like that?
Has the Martial Soul Demon become this arrogant?
In an instant, an immense pressure descended upon everyone's hearts.
Even Su Xin's eyes turned cold after hearing the news.
"Come on, everyone, come with me to take a look."
"Let's see how many heads this legendary Martial Soul Pope has."
Sladesh Academy, main gate.
The once bustling academy gate was now filled with an extremely heavy atmosphere.
Ling Yuan and Bishop Salas led hundreds of Soul Masters dressed in the standard robes of the Martial Soul Sect.
The entire Slake Academy was completely surrounded.
At the very front of the academy gate, two groups of people were locked in a fierce standoff.
On one side were the seven titled Douluo, led by the Martial Soul Pope Bibi Dong, and a lewd figure.
On their opposite side was the Tiandou Empire, led by Ning Fengzhi.
Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin and Bone Fighter Luo Gu Rong stood guard on either side of Ning Fengzhi, their expressions extremely solemn.
Behind them were Dugu Bo, Flander, Liu Erlong, and many teachers.
Although they were outnumbered, they were by no means weak in spirit.
Especially Liu Erlong, whose eyes were fixed on Yu Xiaogang next to Bibi Dong.
If Flander hadn't been holding her back so tightly, she probably would have rushed up and fought that heartless man to the death.
She had humbled herself before Su Xin for so long in order to save his life.
But look what he's done! He's standing next to his ex-girlfriend, looking all smug.
"Erlong! Calm down! Now is not the time to act impulsively!"
"Calm down? How am I supposed to calm down?!"
Liu Erlong's eyes were bloodshot as she flung Flander away.
"That scumbag! He's standing next to another woman now, and he's looking at us like that!"
"I know! I know everything!" Flander's heart was also bleeding.
"Erlongmei! Listen to me."
"The situation is now beyond our control. We can't question Xiao Gang at this point."
"The only thing we can do now is to trust Su Xin and wait for him to come out!"
"I believe that once he arrives, all problems will be solved!"
Chapter 141 A Shocking Gift - Teasing the Pope
At this tense moment.
A handsome, silver-haired figure emerged unhurriedly from behind the door, surrounded by a group of beautiful women.
The moment Su Xin appeared, everyone's eyes were immediately drawn to him.
There was awe, worship, fear, and also... a deep-seated hatred!
"Su Xin! You despicable and shameless scoundrel! You've finally come out!"
Before anyone else could speak, Yu Xiaogang, who was standing next to Bibi Dong, was the first to jump out.
He pointed at Su Xin's nose and shouted wildly in a sharp and venomous voice.
"Aren't you awesome? Aren't you the Heavenly King?"
"His Holiness the Pope is here today. I'd like to see how arrogant you still are!"
"All the humiliation you brought me before, today I will make you pay back a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"
"Kneel down right now! Kneel down and admit your mistake! Otherwise, today is your death day!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice echoed throughout the square, filled with the arrogance of a petty person who had achieved his goal.
Having been suppressed and bullied by Su Xin for too long, the resentment and hatred in his heart had long since reached a peak.
Now that he has Bibi Dong as his backer, he can finally hold his head high and vent all his resentment at once!