"If this is the case, I hope you can always stick to your true intentions!" Bibi Dong said to Madara with a serious voice.
Madara nodded slightly, then raised his head and looked at Bibi Dong with burning eyes and asked, "That's natural! But I still have a question to ask His Holiness the Pope?"
"What's the matter?"
"Is there anyone stronger than His Holiness the Pope on this continent?" Madara looked at Bibi Dong without fear and said word by word.
Bibi Dong thought for a while, nodded in an extremely determined tone and replied simply, "Yes!"
Really? Very good! I'm really looking forward to fighting against such a strong player!
Bibi Dong's words completely ignited the fire in Madara's heart and cheered him up again, who was originally bored.
Afterwards, several Titled Douluo and Bibi Dong exchanged a few words, while Madara took the opportunity to retreat and strolled on the way back to the academy's residence. What I didn't expect was that I actually met an acquaintance on the road.
"You should still remember me, right? Madara!" A somewhat deep voice called Madara from behind.
Madara turned around and looked at the figure leaning on the stone wall at the corner of the street. He found it inexplicably familiar. He felt like he had seen it somewhere before.
However, seeing the thunder pattern decoration on his blue and black outfit and the thunder-shaped tattoo on his forehead, Madara showed a look of sudden realization. "What kind of Jade Sky... heart are you!"
The young man who had maintained an arrogant aura, heard the last word "heart" in Madara's mouth, his proud expression collapsed, and shouted loudly, "What Yu Tianxin? I am his brother Yu Tianheng! That Imperial Fighting Team! Today I am here to avenge the original revenge, do you understand?"
Madara just looked at him indifferently, as if looking at an ignorant child, and nodded calmly. "Oh! It's pretty good. Come on, maybe you can become Five-Ring Soul King this year!"
There's no way, usually Madara doesn't remember who his opponent is? His opponents who were above 90 had already been killed on the spot, so there was no use in writing them down.
That perfunctory and tolerant look was completely different from Madara's usual appearance. After all, who would fight with a child who showed his teeth and claws? This kind of battle without any suspense is really boring. Compared with it, isn't Yu Tianheng just an ignorant child?
Yu Tianheng came to compete as Heaven Dou Royal Team, the seed team of the Heaven Dou Empire. He was not the same as those from the academy. Naturally, he didn't know how good Madara's performance was along the way.
"I am now level 48 Power Attack System Battle Soul Ancestor!" Yu Tianheng was radiating thunder and lightning, and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's soaring aura spread out involuntarily. He stared at his opponent with burning eyes and said with fighting intent, "Come on!"
Who would have thought that Madara would just walk past her casually without any desire to fight.
Seeing Madara completely ignoring him, Yu Tianheng felt a surge of anger rushing towards Tianling. He was so impulsive that he immediately punched Madara in the back.
Madara's figure swayed slightly, causing Yu Tianheng's inevitable attack to fail. Then he casually stretched out three fingers to pinch his arm and slowly pushed it outward. The expression on his face became as cold as ice.
"What?" Yu Tianheng was extremely horrified, and even used his special Dragon Transformation, but the dragon-like arm was still so weak and powerless in front of Madara's three ordinary fingers without any change.
Madara's voice was hoarse like the roar of evil spirits from Nine Nether hell, and a pair of blood-red eyes released an extremely horrifying murderous intent that was firmly engraved in Yu Tianheng's mind. "Children should go to play house with their peers, why do they have to run up to me and make mischief?"
Yu Tianheng felt that his body was trembling in front of this murderous intention. Through those blood-red eyes, he seemed to see a scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, as if there was a god of death with a sickle walking towards him with a smile.
This feeling was like meeting the overlord at the top of the food chain, which made him involuntarily feel insignificant. Thick fear kept growing in his heart, almost suffocating him.
"He's right, this jade should go home as soon as possible!" A voice rang in the ears of Yu Tianheng who couldn't move, and then he felt as if a hand behind his back pulled him out of the abyss of fear.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Like a person who almost drowned, Yu Tianheng panted violently and greedily breathed in the air. Unconsciously, his back was soaked with cold sweat.
Yu Tianheng slowly looked back, and saw that the person holding him was a masked man covering half of his face. His mask clearly showed that his eyes were as happy as crescent moons, but he was shedding tears in the shape of raindrops, which was extremely weird.
The masked man seemed to be unable to even say a word to Yu Tianheng. He kept staring at Madara in front of him. There was a man and a woman walking with the masked man. The man was handsome and the girl was gentle and charming. On both sides of the people, the enchanting girl casually said something to Yu Tianheng, and looked at Madara, who was younger than them, as if facing a formidable enemy. "Go back! He is not so easy to deal with!"
"I know!" Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth and endured the humiliation, got up and stepped aside to watch.
Madara narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the trio and said with interest, "Interesting! Who are you?"
"Your Excellency, you are such a noble man and forget things! Can you remember me?" The masked man slowly took off his mask, revealing his face with crisscrossed scars and a creepy smile, all the while staring at Madara in front of him.
These three people were Spirit Hall Golden Generation who had met Madara at Extreme North, and the masked man was Yan who had been scratched and humiliated by Madara. It's just that Yan's aura has undergone a completely different change than before. The original arrogance and arrogance disappeared without a trace, replaced by the hysterical feeling of hatred lingering around him.
Madara was slightly surprised by his hatred for her, but he still sneered indifferently, "Yan? It seems that you are promising! You have been promoted to six levels in a year and reached Six-Ring Soul Emperor!"
Being able to win someone out of Madara's hands, even if he has just achieved Soul Emperor, is enough to show that this person is extraordinary even among Soul Emperor.
Yan put on the mask again, but there was a bright and strange smile on his face under the mask, and he even thanked Ban in a decent manner, "Your Excellency, I have to thank you very much for this! Do you know what kind of life I have lived this year?"
One year, 365 days! The promotion from Spirit King to Soul Emperor shows what kind of inhuman training Yan has experienced, and what has always sustained him is his hatred for Madara!
It was this attitude that ruthlessly trampled on his self-esteem and turned him into a joke that deeply pierced Yan's heart, making him step by step from the foil of the brother and sister to the well-deserved core of Golden Generation.
The ferocious and twisted aura was emitted inadvertently, causing the companions Xie Yue and Hu Liena to frown slightly.
Xie Yue next to him frowned slightly and couldn't help shouting in a low voice, "Yan! Meditation!"
"Shut up! I feel better than ever!" Yan turned his head with a terrifying expression like a man-eating evil ghost, which made Yu Tianheng next to him take a step back.
Madara's eyes did not hide the dangerous light, and he chuckled mockingly, "Haha, you have evolved from an ant to a mad dog! You really made me underestimate you! Do you want a fight?"
Yan did not fall into Madara's trap, but with hysterical hatred on his face, he tried his best to suppress his madness, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly and said, "I know I can't beat you now! This visit is just an announcement! We have plenty of time to play slowly!"
If I can't beat you now, then wait until I become Soul Saint Soul Douluo or even Titled Douluo! As long as the distance between the two of us keeps getting closer, then one day I can bite your throat open and drink your blood!
"Let's go!" Yan looked at the Spirit Hall patrol team that had gathered but did not dare to move forward because of the three of him. He ordered the two brothers and sisters next to him, and then passed by Madara.
Have you participated in God Assessment? It seems like it's a little off! Xiao San, can you win against such a bad wolf king?