The Mighty Bibi Dong, Shi Hao Grows Stronger with Every Battle!

Shi Hao, feeling unprecedented pressure, didn't dare to hold back, revealing all his Spirit Rings. The inscriptions on his back flashed brilliantly, blinding everyone with their radiance.

Shi Hao's body gradually transformed, slowly turning into a hundred-zhang tall peak. His aura grew ever stronger, as if capable of contending with heaven and earth.

"You want to fight? Then come on!!!"

Shi Hao's voice boomed like thunder. He was like a god of war, charging directly at Bibi Dong with unparalleled momentum. Despite his massive form, his speed was as swift as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he was before Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong's brows furrowed slightly, a flicker of surprise in her eyes. She stamped her foot, her body shooting towards Shi Hao like an arrow, a surge of powerful purple energy rolling off her, sweeping across the entire arena.

Without hesitation, she threw a punch. This punch contained boundless power, carrying an unstoppable momentum.

Shi Hao also did not retreat. His fist gleamed with golden light, colliding fiercely with Bibi Dong's. In an instant, a deafening roar echoed through the air, creating a powerful shockwave that scattered everything around them.

Shi Hao was sent staggering back seven or eight steps, while Bibi Dong only retreated one. Clearly, Bibi Dong held a significant advantage in terms of strength. After all, the difference in their Spirit Power was too vast!!!

"Ah!!!!"

"Again!!!"

However, Shi Hao was not discouraged in the slightest; instead, his fighting spirit grew more fervent. He roared, swinging his fist again, launching an attack on Bibi Dong. Every punch he threw was filled with endless power, making the very air tremble.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong had no choice but to continue blocking with her fists. Her boxing was exquisite, each punch imbued with profound Spirit Power.

Rumble! Rumble... Countless fist shadows flickered across the arena, each emitting a terrifying pressure, conveying the intensity of the battle.

"This kid is too monstrous... to be able to fight the Pope like this. Although he's at a slight disadvantage, it's not by much."

"Indeed... After all, this kid is only an eight-ring Soul Douluo, while the Pope is a level 99 Peerless Douluo!!!"

"Sigh... but no matter what, this kid is definitely destined to lose. You have to know that the Pope hasn't even used any other Spirit Skills yet, and has only been suppressing the kid through sheer power."

The crowd murmured as they watched the battle unfold.

But only Bibi Dong knew the truth: she was already starting to feel strained because Shi Hao was getting stronger and more courageous as the fight went on.

His strength was constantly increasing, each punch heavier than the last... Although the increase in strength wasn't very obvious, how could it escape her perception?

"Is it the talent from that Martial Soul?"

Bibi Dong looked at the shining runes behind Shi Hao and that bone, her beautiful eyes moving slightly.

What kind of Martial Soul is this? Why does it feel even more monstrous than the Qian family's Six-winged Angel Martial Soul!!!

"I can't... I can't keep exchanging blows with this kid. If this continues, I might not even be his match in terms of strength!!"

Bibi Dong thought to herself, having decided to change her strategy.

She unleashed a full-power punch, directly blasting Shi Hao away, and then rapidly retreated.

"Again... Again... Again!"

Shi Hao was sent flying but immediately got back up, then prepared to charge at Bibi Dong. The fight had been so exhilarating just now; he truly loved that kind of unrestrained battle, feeling his blood burn!

At this moment, Bibi Dong suddenly spoke, "Child, I still need to tell you that our Spirit Hall did not capture your mother. I can guarantee this with my identity as the Pope of Spirit Hall..."

Shi Hao immediately stopped and roared, "Impossible... My father said that your Spirit Hall captured our mother, forcing our family apart. My father wouldn't lie to me."

Bibi Dong didn't get angry and continued, "Although our Spirit Hall might not have captured your mother, as the foremost power on the Douluo Continent, we have always adhered to serving the common people. You can tell me your mother's features, or perhaps your father's features. Maybe I can use the power of Spirit Hall to help you find your mother."

Bibi Dong's voice was gentle, her attitude sincere, as if she were telling the truth.

"Pope..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo, standing nearby, was stunned. What did she mean by saying this now? Was she seeking peace?

This shouldn't be happening. Bibi Dong had already suppressed Shi Hao, and if the fight continued, Shi Hao would surely lose. Thus, Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't understand Bibi Dong's actions.

The commoners from Spirit City watching from the side also looked at the scene with confusion.

They had been fighting so fiercely just now, why was she saying these things now?

Listening to Bibi Dong's seemingly sincere words, Shi Hao's small face couldn't help but fall into thought.

"Could it be... Father was mistaken? Spirit Hall didn't abduct Mother?"

Shi Hao was also a little uncertain. Otherwise, why would this woman suddenly want to reason with him? To be honest, Shi Hao himself knew that it was difficult for him to be a match for this woman.

Unless he could keep fighting... for a day and a night, pushing his strength to its limit, he might have a chance.

"My current Spirit Power is level eighty-six... If I could break through to Titled Douluo, I might not have such troubles."

Shi Hao frowned and muttered softly. He had eaten all the Gourd Shells on the way, and with the continuous battles... his Spirit Power had reached the level of the eighties.

Although it was already very fast, it was still not enough. There were simply too many powerhouses in Spirit Hall... too many to fight.

"If you can really help me find Mother, then I won't fight anymore," Shi Hao said to Bibi Dong, showing a hint of temptation.

"Oh?" Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow. "Then tell me what your mother and father look like. I'll see if I can find them."

"My mother's name is Xiao Xue... she is very, very beautiful, very kind and gentle, and loves my father very much. And my father is very, very handsome, and very kind. Every day he would fertilize us... water us, and tell us stories. He is the best father in the world," Shi Hao said earnestly.

After speaking, Shi Hao subdued some of his fighting spirit and looked at Bibi Dong, seemingly waiting for her to speak.

Listening to Shi Hao's words, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes widened in surprise. "What kind of description is this... Aren't all loving couples like this? As for handsome and beautiful, how can you distinguish them? It's normal for you, as their child, to think your parents are good-looking."

"Also... what the heck is 'fertilizing and watering'?"

Bibi Dong felt like this child was talking nonsense, and she couldn't help but feel confused and curious.