Chapter 84 Bibi Dong is shocked! Emperor Lu is like a god?! Unfathomable!
The women watching on the screen were all speculating about the battle situation.
In their eyes, Tang Hao was, after all, the renowned Haotian Douluo, a ruthless man who had once beaten Pope Qian Xunji.
Although Lu Ming is strong, he will probably have to go through a tough battle to rescue Ah Yin from Tang Hao, or he will have to use his speed advantage to escape.
However, Ah Yin's next reply stunned everyone.
[My son is not a bastard: He wasn't driven back. The group admin... only used one move.]
[My son is not a bastard: With just one move, Tang Hao was severely injured and coughed up blood, running away like a dog. And judging from the group leader's appearance, he didn't even activate his Martial Soul True Body; it seems... he held back.]
quiet.
A deathly silence.
The chat group's scroll bar seemed to freeze at that moment.
...
Tian Dou City.
The Crown Prince's bedroom.
On the luxurious bed, Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, was lying on her side, covered with a gold-threaded brocade quilt.
Upon seeing that message in the group chat, she suddenly sat up in bed, leaving behind a fragrant breeze.
"One move?!"
Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.
"How could it be just one move?"
As the young master of the Spirit Hall, she knew Tang Hao's strength all too well.
That was a being that even Bibi Dong was somewhat wary of; that was the God of Slaughter who, even when severely injured, managed to break through the encirclement of several Title Douluos.
In her mind, Lu Tiandi could at most fight Tang Hao to a draw, or at least have a slight advantage.
But the current battle report is: one move, seriously injured, and they even held back.
Qian Renxue's chest heaved violently, and she was wide awake.
[I Don't Have a Mother: Sister Yin, are you sure you didn't see wrong? That was Haotian Douluo, defeated in a single move?]
She raised her question in the group chat, a question that everyone shared.
[My son is not a bastard: Absolutely true. I was right there watching, and the group admin barely even moved, just swung the whip once... the power was simply despair-inducing.]
Upon seeing the confirmation message, Qian Renxue gasped and collapsed back onto the bed.
She stared at the ceiling, a strange light flickering in her eyes.
"Emperor Lu...who exactly are you?"
"With this kind of strength, even Grandpa couldn't have seriously injured Tang Hao in one move, right? Could it be... that you are above the legendary Limit Douluo level?"
An unprecedented sense of curiosity and awe took root in her heart.
...
Wuhun City.
The Papal Palace, the library.
It was already late at night, but the place was still brightly lit.
Bibi Dong was sitting at a large rosewood desk, flipping through an ancient book about the habitat of 100,000-year-old soul beasts.
She was wearing a light purple silk nightgown, the neckline slightly open, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.
Because it was a private space, she sat in a rather casual manner.
Her long, shapely legs were crossed and propped up on the desk, covered by extremely thin black stockings that revealed the flesh-colored skin beneath.
Her toes gently hooked onto one of her high heels, seemingly about to slip off, exuding a breathtaking allure.
"Ding-dong."
A notification sounded in my mind.
Bibi Dong glanced at the screen in her mind's eye casually.
The next second.
Snap.
The ancient book slipped from her hands and crashed heavily to the ground.
Bibi Dong's originally lazy phoenix eyes narrowed instantly, and her pupils contracted sharply.
"One move...severely injured Tang Hao?"
"You're still holding back?"
As the current Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong possesses twin martial souls and is a level 98 Super Douluo. Her strength is at the very top of the entire continent.
Even so, if she were to face Tang Hao, who possesses the Great Sumeru Hammer and the Exploding Ring Technique, she wouldn't be entirely confident of winning, let alone instantly killing him.
"This is impossible..."
Bibi Dong instinctively wanted to refute, but reason told her that Ah Yin had no reason to lie.
She slowly retracted her long legs from the table, stepped barefoot onto the carpet, stood up, and paced back and forth in the empty library.
She had already kicked her high heels aside.
"Even the Grand Elder Sendoryu could not have achieved this level of skill."
"unless..."
Bibi Dong stopped in her tracks, gazing at the dark night sky outside the window. A deep sense of apprehension and a hint of fanaticism flashed in her eyes.
"Unless, he has already taken that step."
"Become a god!"
Only god-level powerhouses can regard titled Douluo as ants.
Only a god could possess such power to crush mortals.
"hiss--"
Bibi Dong's red lips parted slightly as she gasped.
Is there a living god hiding in this chat group?!
Moreover, judging from Ah Yin's description, this deity doesn't seem to have that aloof attitude; on the contrary... he's quite easy to talk to.
Bibi Dong's mind raced.
If one could receive guidance, or even assistance, from this "Emperor Lu"...
Is there any hope for her Rakshasa God Trial that has been stuck for so long?
Could she even leverage this to her plan to destroy the Spirit Hall and take revenge on the world?
Thinking of this, a charming smile appeared on Bibi Dong's beautiful face, and she solemnly typed a line in the group.
[Your Holiness: Group Owner, you are forever a god! I, Bibi Dong, admire you! I used to be the one... but my vision was too narrow. From now on, if Emperor Lu Tian has any requests, Bibi Dong will never refuse!]
She set aside her papal dignity; in the face of absolute power, one must know how to assess the situation.
...
[My cat is white and big: The group owner's strength is unfathomable. I was actually worried that he would be hurt by Tang Hao, which was completely unnecessary.]
[The most innocent fox: Waaaaah, the group admin is so handsome! I want to be protected by him too!]
[Little Witch: Oh my god...]
Blue Tyrant Academy.
Girls' dormitory.
Ning Rongrong was lying on the bed in a completely unladylike manner, her two little feet dangling in the air.
She stared at the messages in the group chat, completely dumbfounded.
"Killed Tang Hao in one move..."
Ning Rongrong muttered to herself, her little head buzzing.
She is the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and has extraordinary knowledge.
Her grandfather, Chen Xin, was known as having the strongest attack power in the world, but he once said that he would have to avoid Haotian Douluo's Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique and Great Sumeru Hammer.
But now, Tang Hao, who once outshone even Grandpa Sword, couldn't even withstand a single move from this group leader.
What kind of monster is this Lu Tiandi?!
Ning Rongrong suddenly sat up, grabbed the pillow next to her and punched it twice to vent her excitement.
excited.
An unprecedented level of excitement.
Previously, she only thought that Lu Tiandi had potential and was a good patron.
Now it seems that this is not just a thigh, it's practically a pillar reaching to the heavens!
"No, no, I need to calm down."
Ning Rongrong took two deep breaths and patted her burning cheeks.
"This chat group is absolutely the greatest opportunity of my life, Ning Rongrong, ten thousand times more precious than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
"As long as we cling to Emperor Lu's coattails, Shrek Academy and the Spirit Hall will all have to step aside!"
(End of chapter)