aircannonsinc Chapter 205 Apology
Chapter 205 Apology
Chapter 205 Apology
"I admit..."
The only person left had no desire to fight. Muchen's strength was too terrifying. He didn't even release his martial spirit, but he blasted the other six team members away.
All he relies on is the strength of his physical body. Even a Soul Emperor can't do it so easily.
Therefore, he wanted to admit defeat directly.
But how could Muchen give him the chance to admit defeat? Before he could finish his words, Muchen's fist hit the soul master's chest directly, making him speechless and rolling more than ten meters.
As soon as he raised his head, he saw Muchen's devilish face.
Muchen grabbed his collar with his left hand, and then threw it in front of Ahri like throwing garbage, and then came in front of him again like a ghost.
"Apologize, or I will destroy you." Mu Chen said calmly. If killing was not prohibited in the Soul Master Competition, he would have killed this ignorant guy.
The man didn't dare to look at Muchen again. He looked at Ahri in front of him, gritted his teeth, and stood up with difficulty, then squeezed out three words from between his teeth.
"sorry!"
"Speak louder, I can't hear you!" Muchen still said unsatisfiedly.
"I'm sorry!" The man raised his voice. After seeing that Ahri felt a little bit sorry, Muchen shrugged his shoulders. This girl Ahri was really too kind.
Mu Chen kicked the man in the chest, breaking several bones in his chest. He inserted the Emperor Dragon Sword in his right hand directly into the man's mouth. He flipped his right hand, and the sharp sword energy cut off all his teeth. He exerted force with his left hand and blasted the man away. He instantly spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.
In the first game, the Qibao Liuli team won a complete victory!
"I declare that Team Qibao Liuli wins the first match of the first round of the preliminaries!"
The referee realized that something was wrong and announced it quickly.
The audiences in the audience also cheered enthusiastically. No one had expected that there would be such a talented soul master in this soul master competition who eliminated the Royal Academy effortlessly.
Although there was no competition between tactics and martial spirits, it was indeed very exciting to watch, especially for the few civilians who were able to come here.
Less than five seconds of fighting, one minute of humiliation, and the first game of the Soul Master Competition ended just like that.
Emperor Xue Ye's face was not very good. Even though the opponent was the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, the beating and humiliation of the second team representing the royal family made the emperor very dissatisfied. Before he finished watching the game, Emperor Xue Ye left directly.
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly. The sect does not cause trouble, but it is definitely not afraid of trouble.
Salas watched Muchen's one-sided battle with more and more interest in his eyes. It was a pity that such a talented soul master did not belong to the Spirit Hall.
Mu Chen came in front of Ahri and said with a smile: "Don't forget, you are our team member now."
"Yes, Master Chen!" Ali nodded vigorously, and then a few people smiled and walked down the stage. There was only one game today, and they planned to go back directly.
"Uncle Ning, have I gone too far? I see that Emperor Xue Ye's face looks a little ugly." Mu Chen said "troubled".
"I say, kid, don't smile before you say something like this next time. Really, I can't stand it anymore." Jian Douluo said speechlessly.
"You don't have to worry about this. As long as you don't break the rules, even Emperor Xue Ye can't do anything about it." Ning Fengzhi said with a smile, but considering his identity, saying this actually implies a lot of information.
Don't worry, Emperor Xue Ye won't live long. By then, Xue'er will directly take over the Tiandou Empire. It will be soon, soon.
"Qinghe didn't do enough in this matter. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you all." Xue Qinghe said apologetically, but judging from the expression on his wife's face, Muchen could tell that she had done a great job.
"Okay, let's prepare for the next game. Xiaochen, you should also give Rongrong and the others a chance to perform." Ning Fengzhi said.
"Of course, there are plenty of opportunities, and I know the limits." Mu Chen said, and then several people returned to Tiandou City. They had already booked a hotel in Tiandou City, and they would stay there during the Soul Master Competition.
Before leaving, Muchen took a special look at his wife, but it was a pity that Qian Renxue was wearing Xue Qinghe's clothes, which made Muchen feel very strange. The center of Wuhun City.
The Pope's Palace is one of the most prestigious places in the Spirit Hall on the entire continent. Many affairs of the entire continent are decided and then executed here. This place is exclusively under the jurisdiction of the Pope of the Spirit Hall, now Bibi Dong.
A beautiful figure was alone in a luxurious and tall building, which was very deserted and quiet.
Faced with the mountain of documents in front of her, Bibi Dong did not bury her head in processing them as she did in the past. Instead, she closed her pink eyes and extended her perception to the place that she used to hate and fear the most.
Soon, Bibi Dong looked at her own hands tremblingly, and then clenched them tightly, her nails digging into the flesh and blood flowing out from between her fingers. When Bibi Dong opened her eyes again, two lines of tears actually flowed out and dripped onto the noble papal robe.
"I... am actually innocent. This emperor is innocent!"
Bibi Dong said this in an unsure tone, whether in pain or happiness, and threw the Pope's scepter aside.
Bibi Dong's breathing was rapid, her body was floating up and down, and she was trembling slightly. Then she murmured, "So these past twenty years were all just illusions?
Qianxunji did not rape me, and Xiaoxue is not my daughter.
But if everything is fake, then why does it feel so real to me, as if it is really happening?
If it is just fake, then who gave me such a memory?
Who can do this? Is it divine power?"
"Xiao Gang, I am clean, but now we can't go back.
That Tang San is also participating in the Spirit Master Competition. It won’t be long before we can meet in Wuhun City. We haven’t seen each other for more than 20 years. I don’t know what you look like now. We really can’t go back.” Bibi Dong stared blankly at the ceiling.
Bibi Dong looked at her hand. Under the effect of the "zhe" secret, such a small injury recovered automatically. The effect was really amazing.
"And that little guy, you're almost here too, right? With that kid's strength, the Soul Master Competition champion Nana and the others have absolutely no chance."
Bibi Dong thought again of the scenes of kissing Muchen in the hell. Although it was just an illusion, it was so real, and there was even an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
"Who can tell what's true and what's false?" Bibi Dong finally sighed and left the Pope's Palace.
(End of this chapter)