Chapter 569 Bibi Dong's High regard for Xuan Mo.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a giant diamond mammoth and an equally enormous white-armored earth dragon collided violently on the arena.
Instantly, debris swept outwards.
"The Elephant Armor Sect and the Holy Dragon Sect are truly evenly matched," Xuan Mo remarked from the audience.
It turned out that two full hours had passed since the start of the team battle between the Elephant Armor Sect and the Holy Dragon Sect in the second semi-final. Of the original hundred participants, only the leaders of the two sects remained, engaged in their final showdown.
"Who do you think will win between these two old guys?"
Ma Hongjun asked the Shrek Academy members.
"Judging from the current situation, the Elephant Armor Sect has a higher chance of winning." Dai Mubai crossed his arms, his face serious. "At this moment, in their battle, whoever lasts the longest will be the winner. And the Elephant Armor Sect is good at defense."
"That's not entirely true."
Tang San, who was also sitting in the Shrek Academy audience, disagreed with Dai Mubai's opinion. "Right now, whoever can last the longest will win, but this 'lasting' isn't based on soul power. At this stage of their battle, it's no longer a clash of skills and soul techniques, but simply a contest of soul power."
"In other words, whoever has more soul power will be the winner."
As Xiao Wu finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to Xuan Mo. "Brother Mo, who has more soul power between them?"
Unexpectedly, Xuan Mo said, "The result is already in," and then pulled Ning Rongrong to stand up.
Tang San followed him.
After speaking, Xuanmo said to Tang San, "Little San, you'd better be prepared to deal with the Elephant Armor Sect. Because if you win this battle, you will be competing with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect for the title of the top three sects or the number one sect among the lower four sects!"
"Don't worry," Tang San said confidently. "When the Elephant Armor Sect clashes with our Tang Sect, I'll show them the terrifying power of the Limitless Style when we cooperate."
On the main battle platform.
"Bang!"
Hu Yanxiang slammed his fist on his seat, his face turning ashen as he looked at his elder, who had been outmatched.
Just now, in a simple clash of soul power, the Elephant Armor Sect's captain elder had lost to the level 87 Soul Douluo of the Holy Dragon Sect by a mere one level difference in soul power.
"Hahaha! It seems the title of the second strongest sect in the world is about to be claimed by our Holy Dragon Sect."
"Hmph!"
Hu Yanxiang glanced at the smug Tuoba Xi beside him and flicked his sleeve. "I hope Sect Master Tuoba can seize this opportunity." "Sect Master Hu Yanxiang need not worry about that."
Just then, "Sect Master Tuoba, His Holiness the Pope requests your presence."
At the Spirit Hall's headquarters.
"Tuoba Xi."
"Your Holiness, what are your orders?"
Tuoba Xi lowered his head, knowing that his sect's strength was undoubtedly due to the support of the person before him.
"The next match will be between the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Holy Dragon School, won't it?" Bibi Dong's gaze drifted to the scenery outside the window, yet this murmur seemed to come out unconsciously.
Tuoba Xi, who had been somewhat immersed in the dream of leading the Holy Dragon School into the top three sects, was stunned by Bibi Dong's words, and his heart tightened immediately, because he thought Bibi Dong wanted him to win the final battle. Although he was uncertain, he still said to Bibi Dong, "We will definitely defeat the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School!"
"No."
But Bibi Dong directly rejected Tuoba Xi's suggestion. She turned around and said slowly, "Whether you win or lose the final battle, no one can stop the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School from becoming the number one sect in the world. So my purpose in finding you is not to help you win the competition."
"Then what does His Holiness the Pope mean..."
Just as Tuoba Xi was puzzled, Bibi Dong continued, "I want your Holy Dragon School to try to find an opportunity to attack Xuan Mo of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School when you are fighting against them."
When Bibi Dong said this, a flash of killing intent crossed her eyes, which was also noticed by Tuoba Xi.
When he thought of Xuan Mo's Soul Devouring Skill and the information they obtained during the Soul Hunting Operation, his heart also tightened.
"I am willing to serve His Holiness the Pope. However..." A trace of hesitation flashed in Tuoba Xi's eyes.
"Your Holiness, with the strength of our sect, we may not be able to kill him in a short time. And once..."
"Kill him?"
Bibi Dong was stunned at first, then her expression returned to its coldness.
"Who ordered you to kill Xuan Mo? Leaving aside whether you have the strength, no one can bear the responsibility if you harm him."
"Then what does His Holiness the Pope mean?"
"What I want you to do is have one of your Soul Douluo-level sect elders fight him in a team battle, forcing him to his limit. So you don't need to pay attention to the others from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School; just focus on Xuan Mo. I will personally observe."
Tuoba Xi was immediately puzzled, because although Xuan Mo's performance was excellent, he wasn't a Title Douluo after all; why would the Pope take him so seriously?
But Bibi Dong wouldn't explain further.
As the son-in-law of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, and the most dazzling rising star on the continent, coupled with her past actions in the Soul Hunting Operation and the Heavenly Dou Palace Coup, Bibi Dong had no choice but to take this seriously.
So, after assigning Tuoba Xi her task, Bibi Dong dismissed him.
She herself continued to ponder.
Bibi Dong did indeed want to kill Xuan Mo, and even those rising stars, to eliminate future troubles.
But was that possible?
Moreover, speaking of killing…
Bibi Dong pondered as she sat down in a chair, rhythmically tapping her index finger on the armrest. Her thoughts drifted back to a conversation five years ago…
Five years ago.
"You didn't even succeed."
Bibi Dong faced Qian Daoliu directly, looking at his slightly disheveled appearance, feeling a mixture of satisfaction and apprehension.
"Yes, I lost."
Qian Daoliu remained calm, offering little further interaction with Bibi Dong, only saying, "Don't easily touch that kid with the strange beast spirit; his backer is very strong!"
With that, he left Bibi Dong with a complex expression.
At this moment, Bibi Dong brought her thoughts back.
"Although I have obtained the Rakshasa God's inheritance, Qian Daoliu would still find it difficult to defeat me based solely on strength. But to have beaten Qian Daoliu so badly back then… I certainly can't do that now."
Thinking this, Bibi Dong shook her head.
"This kid is indeed a major threat, but it seems we can't really touch him now. Let's wait until tomorrow..."
(End of Chapter)