The Titled Douluo Fiercely Vie for Sun Sheng

Heavens!

So beautiful!

Is this Bibi Dong?

She's far more stunning than the records in the books.

That perfect figure with curves in all the right places, that delicate little face, that noble, elegant, and serene temperament.

Absolutely flawless!

This is beauty pushed to its utmost.

I'm in love!

I'm in love!

I have to win her over.

Sun Sheng stared at Bibi Dong, gradually lost in a daze, and silently made up his mind.

Hu Liena watched Sun Sheng's brazen, infatuated expression, feeling a twinge of jealousy. A sour ache rose in her heart as she twisted hard at his waist.

Feeling the pain, Sun Sheng snapped back to reality and gave an awkward smile.

"So you're Sun Sheng."

At that moment, Bibi Dong looked down from on high, her voice carrying a hint of domineering interrogation.

"Yes."

Sun Sheng raised his head to meet Bibi Dong's gaze and gave a slight bow.

"Show your Martial Soul and spirit rings." Bibi Dong commanded expressionlessly.

"Please watch closely, Your Holiness."

Sun Sheng smiled faintly and unhesitatingly summoned his Martial Soul and spirit rings.

When everyone present saw Sun Sheng's second spirit ring, their eyes went wide, and excitement surged across their faces.

Sure enough, a thousand-year second ring!

After confirming his thousand-year second ring, Bibi Dong's face lit up with joy.

But she didn't let it show.

"Sun Sheng, are you willing to swear lifelong loyalty to Martial Soul Hall?" Bibi Dong asked solemnly.

"Reporting to Your Holiness the Pope, this subordinate is willing!"

Sun Sheng immediately dropped to one knee and made his vow.

"Good. Martial Soul Hall needs talent like yours."

"Since you've chosen to pledge loyalty to Martial Soul Hall with such remarkable talent, then pick anyone here to be your teacher."

Seeing how decisively he made his vow, Bibi Dong was overjoyed inside and let him choose a teacher from among the entire assembly.

This kind of treatment was unprecedented in Martial Soul Hall's history.

After all, aside from Yan, Xie Yue, and Hu Liena, everyone here was a Titled Douluo.

Clearly, Bibi Dong valued him greatly.

At this, the elders and elders-in-waiting looked at Sun Sheng with eager anticipation, their faces all screaming "Pick me!"

If not for Bibi Dong being present and their prior agreement—

No snatching people in the Papal Hall to disrupt Sun Sheng's choice—

They would have already rushed over to sweet-talk him and grab him.

"Your Holiness the Pope, can this subordinate truly pick anyone here to be my teacher?"

After hearing Bibi Dong's words, a sharp glint shot from Sun Sheng's eyes as he confirmed again.

"Of course!" Bibi Dong laughed.

When she smiled, Sun Sheng fell into a daze again.

So beautiful.

Truly too beautiful.

Seeing this, Hu Liena bit her lip and pinched him again.

"Young brother Sun Sheng, your Martial Soul is a staff. Why not become my disciple?"

Suddenly, the Seventh Elder, Subduing Demon Douluo, who also possessed the Coiling Dragon Staff Martial Soul, couldn't hold back. Breaking their prior agreement, he spoke up.

He feared that if he didn't take the initiative, this fine disciple Sun Sheng would end up with someone else.

The other elders and elders-in-waiting were furious at Subduing Demon Douluo's breach of trust.

You old scoundrel, breaking the rules! They quickly began vying for him themselves.

"Young brother, you should consider becoming my disciple instead. My Martial Soul is also the Coiling Dragon Staff. If you're willing to take me as your master, I'll pass on all my skills without holding back." The Sixth Elder, Qianjun Douluo, stated.

"Little brother, don't listen to them. What skills could they possibly have? Better to take me as your master. If you agree, I'll introduce you to my granddaughter."

"No, I'll marry my granddaughter to you."

"My granddaughter is absolutely beautiful—I guarantee you'll like her."

Third Elder Sacred Dragon Douluo, having observed Sun Sheng's earlier behavior, had a rough sense of his somewhat lecherous nature.

To take him as a disciple, he decisively offered up his pretty granddaughter as a bargaining chip.

When the other elders and elders-in-chief heard his words, they rolled their eyes.

You old bastard, even worse—you're dragging your own granddaughter into this. How infuriating.

What were they supposed to do, those without granddaughters?

Sun Sheng, upon hearing this, shot a sharp glint from his eyes.

This old fellow sure knows how to read the room—he knows what I like.

But unfortunately, his ambitions lay elsewhere.

His target was Bibi Dong. No temptation could sway his resolve.

"Little brother, you'd better not agree to Third Elder, or I'll make your life miserable."

Hu Liena knew Third Elder Sacred Dragon Douluo's granddaughter well—she was sweet-faced and much sought after by the young men of Martial Soul Hall.

She had no intention of letting Sun Sheng slip away.

So she pinched him again and whispered a threat in his ear.

"Hehe, big sister, don't worry—I won't agree."

Sun Sheng naturally caught her jealousy, grinned foolishly, and leaned close to her ear to reply softly.

"Brother Sun Sheng, don't forget—I was the one who brought you into Martial Soul Hall, and I was the one who reported you to Her Holiness the Pope."

"Surely you owe me some gratitude for that introduction."

"If you're considering anyone, consider me first."

"Whatever they can give you, I can give you too."

At this point, Ghost Douluo also spoke up, even playing the sentiment card.

Though he'd already been rejected once, he still wanted to try.

"Tch!"

"Elder Ghost, I don't like hearing that."

"Do you even have a granddaughter? Even if you did, with your looks, could you really present her?"

Third Elder Sacred Dragon Douluo sneered contemptuously after hearing his words.

"Third Elder, what do you mean by that?"

Ghost Douluo flared up instantly.

Sacred Dragon Douluo might be a rank higher in Soul Power and outrank him in status.

But that didn't mean he'd back down.

The moment he hit a sore spot, Ghost Douluo shot back.

"Hehehe, Third Elder, those words are hurtful."

"Just because you have a pretty granddaughter, you think you're something special."

"But is your granddaughter even as beautiful as our Liena?"

"I'd say stop wasting your effort on Sun Sheng—he won't agree."

"Didn't you just see how close Liena and Brother Sun Sheng are? And you still want to shove your granddaughter in between them."

"Have you no shame?"

"If you don't care about face, Martial Soul Hall still does."

Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo's sworn brother, seeing his comrade mocked, immediately fired back.

"Exactly, exactly—just because you've got a pretty granddaughter, you think you're all that."

"Forcing your way between the little brother and Liena—how despicable."

Seventh Elder Subduing Demon Douluo and Sixth Elder Qianjun Douluo seized the chance to counterattack.

"Yue Guan, you..."

Third Elder Sacred Dragon Douluo was left speechless by Chrysanthemum Douluo's retort, pointing at him, trembling all over.

Hu Liena, hearing Chrysanthemum Douluo's words, shyly lowered her head and said nothing, like a young girl.

Yan saw this, and it filled him with rage and jealousy.

Damn it.

Why was this happening?

Sun Sheng actually received such fervent competition from the elders and elders.

He refused to accept it!

Refused!

"Hmph, you're all just blatantly jealous."

Third Elder Sacred Dragon Douluo truly had no idea how to respond. After holding back for a long time, he could only toss out a random remark.

"Little brother, make your choice quickly—pick me."

"Don't pick him, pick me. I have rare treasures here that can help you rapidly cultivate your Soul Power."

"No, come to me. His so-called rare treasures are all lies. Among us here, he's the poorest."

And so, the elders and elders began a frantic scramble.

To take Sun Sheng as their disciple, they each displayed their unique talents, brandishing all kinds of temptations and making every sort of promise.

They even exposed each other's shortcomings and hurled slanderous words, stirring up an atmosphere so tense it nearly came to blows.