A Friendly Match (Bonus Chapter)

"This disciple greets Teacher." Dongfang Yu first bowed respectfully toward Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly, then introduced, "This is the second elder of Douluo Hall, Golden Crocodile Douluo."

Hearing this, Dongfang Yu then bowed to Golden Crocodile, saying, "I have met the second elder."

Golden Crocodile kept his hands behind his back and said indifferently, "Hmph."

"Pope, since this kid is here, I will take him away."

Bibi Dong looked at Dongfang Yu with a half-smile and said, "Xiaoyu, the first elder wants to see you."

Qian Daoliu? Dongfang Yu was startled, thinking to himself.

To be honest, he had anticipated this day long ago. As his performance became increasingly outstanding, Qian Daoliu would see him sooner or later.

Dongfang Yu had just prepared to agree, but then he heard Bibi Dong ask:

"Are you willing to go?"

Dongfang Yu did not answer for a moment. What did this mean? The first elder summoned him, and could he refuse? This was an obvious matter.

However, Bibi Dong deliberately asked this superfluous question, and the meaning within it was somewhat intriguing.

Neither Bibi Dong nor Golden Crocodile urged him to answer; both of them seemed to want to know how he would reply.

After a moment, Dongfang Yu looked at Golden Crocodile, then at Bibi Dong, and smiled. "This disciple listens to Teacher."

As those words fell, Golden Crocodile's expression darkened somewhat, while the corners of Bibi Dong's mouth curved up slightly as she said, "In that case, then go."

"This disciple obeys."

"Let's go," Golden Crocodile said with a displeased tone, taking the lead and setting off.

On the way to Douluo Hall, Golden Crocodile walked on ahead by himself, not sparing Dongfang Yu another glance, seemingly still annoyed about what had just happened.

Dongfang Yu was quite content. It was as if anyone would be thrilled to deal with an old fellow like you, walking around with your nose up in the air.

"When you were silent just now, that woman harbored killing intent," Angewomon's voice suddenly rang out.

What the hell! Is this woman really this extreme?

Dongfang Yu was somewhat speechless. Did she really have so little confidence in herself? After all, he had treated her with absolute respect for several years now.

"I told you, this woman is very extreme. One day, she will hurt others and herself." Angewomon repeated the exact same words.

"You mean I should give her up?"

"As you like," Angewomon said indifferently, maintaining a detached attitude as if it were none of her business.

Come to think of it, she only needed to protect him so he wouldn't get into trouble and die. Everything else had nothing to do with her in the slightest, and whether she cared or not depended entirely on her own whims.

"Then who is stronger between you and her?" Dongfang Yu asked.

Angewomon fell silent and did not answer the question, or perhaps she simply couldn't be bothered to reply.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yu stopped asking for trouble and could only press on with his head down, continuing to follow Golden Crocodile.

Soon, Douluo Hall arrived.

Although it was not as luxurious as Papal Hall, it carried a greater sense of vicissitudes and appeared even more solemn. This was because it was the ultimate resting place for the successive Title Douluos of Spirit Hall who had passed away.

At the same time, this was not only a graveyard for heroes, but also a place that represented the highest power and majesty of Spirit Hall.

All the elders and factions here took orders from only one person, and that was Qian Daoliu. If Qian Daoliu wished, he could replace the pope tomorrow. This was no exaggeration; he possessed both the power and the strength to do so.

Therefore, the Bibi Dong in the original work did not deliberately provoke Qian Daoliu in the early stages, or rather, it was more appropriate to say she was gathering her strength.

To Qian Daoliu, she was a venomous snake, waiting only for the optimal moment to launch a fatal strike without hesitation.

"Kid, go on in." Golden Crocodile did not go inside, instead having Dongfang Yu enter alone.

Making it all solemn and dramatic.

"This junior... obeys." His words were very respectful, yet Dongfang Yu's expression did not hold a trace of respect.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Golden Crocodile left the area.

Tap—tap!

Walking into Douluo Hall, Dongfang Yu instantly caught sight of the hundred-foot-tall statue of the Six-Winged Angel, and right at the base of the statue stood a person.

That person left only his back to Dongfang Yu, his entire body radiating an aura as majestic as a rainbow.

Dongfang Yu couldn't help finding it amusing. They really knew how to put on a show, didn't they? All of them loved showing their backs to people. These old guys certainly had a high sense of their own prestige.

"You've come?"

"Mm, I'm here." Dongfang Yu did not bow. He wanted to test the man's attitude toward him.

Qian Daoliu slowly turned around, and his facial features came into Dongfang Yu's view.

This was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties. There were not many wrinkles on his face, and his facial features were regular, though not particularly handsome. A pair of eyes, sharp as a falcon's, also made people somewhat uncomfortable.

Dongfang Yu secretly cursed in his heart: With a look like yours, you deserved to have Bo Saixi reject you! What are you glaring at? I...

Qian Daoliu had no idea that Dongfang Yu had already begun launching a personal verbal attack on him internally. He merely smiled faintly and said, "Aren't you curious as to why I wanted to see you?"

Seeing that Qian Daoliu did not pursue his discourtesy, Dongfang Yu felt a measure of reassurance in his heart.

"This junior does not know, and hopes the first elder will enlighten me." Dongfang Yu finally took the initiative to bow. The other party not holding his discourtesy against him was an expression of goodwill, but he couldn't just climb right up the ladder.

This was the current ceiling of combat strength; it was best not to offend him if possible.

Seeing Dongfang Yu bow to him, Qian Daoliu nodded slightly. At least this kid was honest, and his mind was quite flexible; he knew when to stop.

"Your martial soul and mine belong to the same lineage." Qian Daoliu said indifferently, seeming to hint at something.

Dongfang Yu had sensed this long ago. Upon arriving at Douluo Hall, it was indeed much more comfortable than being at Papal Hall, and the ambient energy here was better suited to him.

The meaning behind Qian Daoliu's words was clearly to recruit him!

He understood it, and he believed Qian Daoliu knew he could understand it.

"This is junior's honor," Dongfang Yu said respectfully.

Hm? Is this kid playing dumb?

Is that the answer this old fellow wants to hear?

Qian Daoliu added another sentence, "The pope is not suited to be your teacher."

Fine, the implication in these words was already obvious enough. If Dongfang Yu wanted to keep playing dumb and dodge the question, it would cross into the territory of offending someone.

"But she is already my teacher." Despite the risks, Dongfang Yu still chose to reply this way.

So-called sparring between experts ends at the point of contact!

Both sides understood each other's words. Speaking too bluntly would instead be inappropriate.

Next, Qian Daoliu said nothing more. A pair of eyes simply looked at him calmly, and it was impossible to tell what he was planning.

Dongfang Yu gritted his teeth against the urge to let his legs turn to jelly. This old fellow was applying pressure in secret, waiting to see who would lose their patience and speak first.

After a long while—perhaps an hour, perhaps two hours—time itself seemed to have stopped running.

"You may leave," Qian Daoliu said indifferently, then turned around to look at him no longer.

"This junior takes his leave." Dongfang Yu bowed with his head lowered, then withdrew from Douluo Hall.

After he stepped out of Douluo Hall, Qian Daoliu let out a cold laugh, as if he had made some sort of decision.

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