Douluo: Star Official Challenge, Everyone is Stronger Than Tang San

"Capture him at any cost!"

Led by Yue Guan, Ghost, and Ghost Leopard Douluo.

A group of Title Douluo elders responded in unison:

"As you command, Your Holiness!"

Bibi Dong cast a gaze filled with murderous intent toward Yue Guan.

She instructed:

"Elder Ju, go to the Consecrated Hall at once!"

"Inform the Great Consecrator about the Star Official Challenge!"

"At the same time, have the Consecrated Hall make all necessary preparations!"

"If Tang Hao and Tang San truly dare to come and accept the Star Official Challenge today!"

"In a moment of crisis, we may need the assistance of the Consecrated Hall!"

Yue Guan stepped before the Pope and respectfully replied:

"As you command, Your Holiness!"

"I shall head to the Consecrated Hall immediately!"

Following this, Yue Guan took flight under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

He sped off in the direction of the Consecrated Hall.

The surrounding commoners and spirit masters all wore expressions of terror.

Although they envied Feng Xiaotian and Hu Liena for being able to accept the Star Official Challenge.

They lacked the Lucky Star Feather and thus had no qualifications to participate.

Now that it was known Tang San had obtained a Lucky Star Feather.

There was a high probability he would come to accept the Star Official Challenge today.

With so many Title Douluo elders from Spirit Hall present.

Once Tang San appeared, even with Tang Hao's protection.

He would surely be unable to escape this calamity.

This place was no longer safe to linger, so they left one after another.

They did not want to invite unnecessary trouble.

Instead, they were excited to share everything they had seen today regarding.

The Star Official Challenge.

This was an incredibly explosive piece of news, enough to shake the entire Douluo Continent.

On the arena stage, Lin Feng watched as Hu Liena trotted away.

He continued to close his eyes, meditating and zoning out.

His daily task was simply to initiate the Star Official Challenge for those who obtained a Lucky Star Feather.

Supervise the process, distribute rewards, and nothing more.

As a transmigrator, Lin Feng.

Always felt that his existence was out of place.

After all, he was not a person of this world.

He currently had only one goal.

That was to endure these ten years properly.

When the time came, he would obtain the ultimate power of the Douluo plane.

Only then would he go out to roam and enjoy life.

Lin Feng could only control the power of the formation within the confines of the arena, where he was nearly invincible.

The outside world was far too unsafe for him.

What if he had bad luck and got himself killed?

However, at this moment.

Lin Feng sensed Hu Liena's aura.

She had stepped onto the arena once again.

He slowly opened his eyes to see her running over with a grin.

He spoke up:

"Hu Liena, what else do you need?"

Hu Liena kept the other's words firmly in mind, stopping at a distance of two meters.

A charming smile appeared on her small face as she spoke flatteringly:

"Senior, my teacher is the Pope of Spirit Hall."

"She has admired you for a long time, Senior."

"She hopes to invite you to be a guest at the Pope Palace."

"I wonder if you might do us the honor?"

After she said these words, Bibi Dong, Ghost, and the others beneath the arena became agitated.

Setting aside the fact that Lin Feng's strength was unfathomable.

Just based on his identity as a "Star Official."

Distributing Lucky Star Feathers daily to open Star Official Challenges for others.

And handing out all sorts of rewards, it was essential to be on good terms with him.

If the man were in a good mood.

And secretly gave out a few extra feathers, wouldn't they make a fortune?

Lin Feng's gaze drifted toward the woman beneath the arena, who held a gemstone scepter.

Dressed in a form-fitting gown.

Bibi Dong, whose attire outlined the perfect, voluptuous curves of her body.

His naturally repressed, youthful heart began to stir.

That skin was so fair, those legs so long.

Those water bags were so full, they couldn't even be held...

Bibi Dong met his gaze and smiled faintly.

Although she noticed that this fellow's eyes were not exactly pure.

She didn't take it to heart.

Being able to make a young man lose his composure only proved that her charm remained.

Moreover, Bibi Dong was no naive young girl.

As the high and mighty Pope of Spirit Hall.

She understood that as long as a person had desires, there was a way to sway them.

Men cared for nothing more than wealth, partners, methods, and resources.

A woman could tell at a glance what kind of creature this seemingly desireless fellow on the arena was.

Lin Feng noticed a playful glint emerge in the depths of Bibi Dong's eyes.

He reacted instantly, thinking to himself, That was close.

He straightened his expression, putting on the air of a righteous gentleman.

He shook his head coldly and said, "No need."

"I am a person who enjoys peace and quiet. You may go down."

Immediately, Lin Feng hurriedly closed his eyes to continue meditating.

In reality, he was just spacing out, feeling a bit panicked.

He was terrified that if things continued like this, this old fox Bibi Dong would see through his facade.

And expose his true nature.

Hu Liena had wanted to speak up and plead a bit more.

But seeing him close his eyes, she had no choice but to walk off the arena in frustration.

She said to her teacher, Bibi Dong:

"Teacher, you heard him too."

"Senior prefers peace and quiet."

"He refused to come to the Pope Palace."

Bibi Dong frowned, her eyes fixed on the silver-haired man sitting cross-legged on the arena.

Looking like a monk in deep meditation, she thought to herself:

Could my intuition have been wrong?

Is this guy not that kind of person?

Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena and instructed:

"Nana, go back up there."

"Ask... Senior to remove the formation; I wish to go up and speak with him."

"I hope you can give us a chance..."

Hu Liena nodded, turned, and stepped onto the arena.

She approached the silver-haired man, bowed, and said:

"Senior, sorry to bother you again!"

"My teacher would like to come up and have a word with you."

"Could you temporarily lift the formation to let her up?"

Lin Feng remained with his eyes closed, ignoring her.

This left Hu Liena, Bibi Dong, and the others in a state of anxiety.

A dozen seconds later, just as the young girl was about to walk off the arena in disappointment, he finally opened his eyes and said reluctantly:

"Fine, just one chance."

"Three minutes."

As he spoke, he projected a mysterious energy that sank into Bibi Dong's body.

Hu Liena was overjoyed and hurriedly called out:

"Teacher, Senior has agreed."

"Hurry and come up!"

Bibi Dong nodded as she looked at her disciple, who had come to her side.

She smoothed out her gown slightly and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

A woman always cares deeply about her appearance.

Then, she walked to the edge of the arena.