"Is this... the organizer of the conference? The one from the Spirit Hall?"
"It is said that Pope of the Spirit Hall is a woman, but this person is obviously not! What a pity, I thought I could see Spirit Hall Pope!"
"Titled Douluo may not have this formation, right?"
"You can actually step on the void! This is obviously something that Titled Douluo can do!"
"..."
On the high platform.
Chen Xin said sincerely, "It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."
"What a clever method, amazing."
Hear the words.
Ye Lingyuan smiled proudly.
Xue Qinghe The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun had serious faces, their hearts were in their throats, and they were extremely nervous.
"So handsome!"
"Na'er is here too!"
Ning Rongrong raised his eyes and looked up, admiringly.
Ji Wushuang converged the sword light.
Stand on a high platform.
People from all directions took their seats.
The throne in the middle is still empty.
This book was established by Truss for Bibi Dong.
But Bibi Dong is not here.
Then it's okay for his personal disciple and organizer to use it.
"Welcome everyone to come and support us." Ji Wushuang raised his hand and said with a smile.
"It's a rare opportunity to catch a glimpse of the Spirit Hall Pope's Disciple." Ning Fengzhi smiled.
The others responded with smiles and nods.
"Everyone, please take a seat."
Ji Wushuang raised his hand and smiled.
Like a host, greeting guests.
As everyone took their seats.
Ji Wushuang walked straight forward and took a seat on the throne in the center.
"His Holiness the Pope won't come today?" Ning Fengzhi asked in surprise.
Ji Wushuang smiled lightly and said, "I am the advocate of this conference, and the teacher just wanted to prevent me from going too far, so he traveled thousands of miles from Spirit City to Star Luo City to sit in charge for me."
"And the teacher himself doesn't like excitement."
Ning Fengzhi No more words.
Ji Wushuang glanced at the more than 110,000 people below.
There was a huge crowd at this moment.
More than 100,000 eyes converged on Ji Wushuang.
"This is Ji Wushuang, the initiator of this Number One Under Heaven Martial Arts Tournament."
"The reason for holding this conference is simple."
"I want to meet the masters in this world."
"You have also seen these nine arenas. When the competition starts, the nine arenas are held at the same time. On each arena, ten people compete at the same time. The person who remains in the end can advance to the next round."
"Soul Power among you are in different realms and have different strengths, so you must be mentally prepared, because this competition has a crucial feature, that is, you can kill people."
"Secondly, if you fall off the ring or become unconscious, you will be considered a loser."
"And in this conference, the person who can finally defeat me will receive a reward of 100 million Gold Soul Coin and a piece of Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone!"
The voice of Ji Wushuang followed Soul Power, echoing between the heaven and the earth, magnificent and majestic.
at the same time.
A blue-white light emerged from the Storage Soul Tool in his hand.
Hundreds of feet of light shine between heaven and earth.
More than 100,000 people can clearly see Spirit Bone in the hands of Ji Wushuang.
The greed is palpable.
Just this shining light is enough to prove that Spirit Bone is extraordinary.
The wind blows and the flags rustle.
The shouts of a hundred thousand warriors exploded, and the world seemed to be shaking.
Among them are Soul Saint and Soul Emperor.
Or even Soul Douluo.
All Ji Wushuang stared at the Spirit Bone in their hands.
One hundred million Gold Soul Coin is equally astonishing.
Although Spirit Bone has a price but no market, the 100 million Gold Soul Coin is equally astonishing.
And Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone is worth only tens of millions Gold Soul Coin.
To know.
Even if you have Titled Douluo, you may not have Spirit Bone.
"Next, Bishop Truss will preside over it on my behalf."
To excite these people.
Ji Wushuang raised his hand.
Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone and containing one hundred million Gold Soul Coin hang in the sky.
Just floating.
Everyone looked stunned.
More than 100,000 people only need to raise their heads to clearly see Spirit Bone and the gold card.
in the crowd.
Tang Hao, who was wearing a black robe, stared at Ji Wushuang coldly.
There was a strong murderous look in his eyes.
"It turns out that this kid is Ji Wushuang!"
"He is much older than Tang San, and his talent is so amazing. If he is not eliminated, he will definitely become a stumbling block on Tang San's growth in the future!"
"It's a pity that there are three people banned here, otherwise!"
Tang Hao's eyes were even colder.
Ji Wushuang sat at the top, quietly looking at the nine arenas below.
now.
One after another people came onto the stage.
Fierce battles began immediately.
Various Spirit Ring and Martial Soul appear.
In each arena, the levels of Soul Master vary.
Some people were so frightened that they jumped off the ring as soon as they saw their opponent's Spirit Ring.
Ji Wushuang had expected this.
These people are just here to make up the numbers.
Otherwise, if only contestants are Soul Saint or Soul Emperor or above, it will be too deserted.
And he did this.
It's not just about competing with Soul Master in the world.
The second purpose is to make a name for yourself.
Prepare for his future as the best in the world.
"Ji Wushuang, can you give me a chair?"
"I want to sit too."
Na'er Everyone on the high platform has a seat, but she doesn't.
His cheeks couldn't help but bulge.
He seemed to be sulking.
Ji Wushuang waved his hand helplessly.
The ring on his finger flashed, and a gilt chair appeared behind Na'er.
"Thank you."
Na'er's eyes lit up, he sat down calmly and said with a smile.
one side.
Xue Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly.
But he didn't say anything. He remained silent and watched the competition on the ring below.
Ning Fengzhi as his teacher.
He couldn't act like usual.
Now.
She is no longer the daughter of the Spirit Hall's predecessor Pope, but Heaven Dou Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.
The day passed quietly.
It wasn't until nightfall that more than 100,000 people left one after another. Star Luo City was dozens of miles away, so it was very convenient to rest.
"It's getting late, you might as well let me show my kindness as a landlord." Dai Weisi said with a smile.
"You are welcome, I still have things to do." Ji Wushuang stood up.
Watched a day's game.
He was still quite tired.
However, I also noticed that there are many Soul Saint strong people coming to compete this time.
It's not a worthwhile trip.
Gui Mei and Ye Lingyuan stood up at the same time and came to Ji Wushuang.
"Everyone, farewell!"
Ji Wushuang waved his hand.
As he flew away, the controller Na'er also flew away.
Truss also started to call his subordinates to start washing the floor.
Many people died on this day.
"Ji Wushuang, this conference you held looks so tragic!"
Na'er said with a frown.
"If you win, you will get Spirit Bone and 100 million Gold Soul Coin."
"It's their choice."
Ji Wushuang said lightly.
His face does not change color.
"Um... I'm so hungry!" Na'er said with a grimace while rubbing his lower abdomen.
Ji Wushuang is extremely speechless.
He looked pitiful just now, but now he has become a foodie again.
As expected of Silver Dragon King Humanoid Form.
Good appetite!
"Let's talk about it when we get back."
Spirit Hall Sacred Hall.
Pope palace.
Bibi Dong has already prepared a banquet for Ji Wushuang.
Looking at the darkening sky, Bibi Dong frowned slightly.
"Why haven't you come back yet?"
"Maybe we encountered some danger."