Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, Yu Yuanzhen, Sword Douluo, Su Liuchuan, Manjusaka, Bai Cangyue...
There was also Feng Wanli, a Titled Douluo Clone of Bai Ranmo. His Martial Soul was the Godwind Sky Tiger, and he was Feng Xiaotian's master. His title was Divine Wind Douluo.
The Titled Douluo stood together atop Pope Mountain. Toji had been invited too, but he had gone gambling at a Casino in Spirit City and never showed up.
Bibi Dong felt ignored. She glared at Bai Ranmo, thoroughly displeased, but there was nothing she could do.
That brat was practically Qian Daoliu's most treasured person. If she touched so much as a hair on his head, Qian Daoliu would come storming over and beat her up again.
After the last beating had nearly disfigured her, she had spent two months using Soul Power to restore her face. She had no desire to go through that again.
When Bai Ranmo finished speaking, Bibi Dong's face darkened. She could not even be bothered to give an opening address.
But as the saying went, if you would not do it, someone else would!
Golden Crocodile Douluo rose. "I am the Second Worship of Spirit Hall, Golden Crocodile Douluo. This is the Douluo Continent's first Genius Soul Master Tournament! You are all among the brightest talents of this age. I believe you can win glory for yourselves..."
Golden Crocodile Douluo paused, then swept his hand out boldly. "No need for more words. Each of the continental top ten may choose any Soul Bone under fifty thousand years old from Spirit Hall's treasury!"
At those words, everyone grew excited.
They had known about the prize already, but hearing the Second Worship of Spirit Hall say it himself still made countless people's breathing quicken.
The proud young