The Lord of Douluo

"Whether it's an offering, an elder, or even an ordinary member of the Martial Spirit Hall.... Just ask him to display his talents and abilities without reservation in front of everyone . If he can get everyone's approval, then we won't have the slightest objection to this matter."

"Otherwise..." The head offering sneered.

Bibi Dong's eyebrows furrowed at this, "Or else what?"

The priest smiled faintly, "Since this is a bet, naturally you, Pope, will have to give some chips."

"If you lose, by then the talent and ability your apprentice has displayed will not be able to conquer everyone up and down our Martial Spirit Hall..."

"Not only will he not be able to be a Saint Son, from now on, please also refrain from inquiring about the affairs of a Saint Son."

A few of the supporters of Bibi Dong became furious at this, glaring at the group of supporters and coldly snorting, "Ridiculous! You guys are just too much."

Instead, Bibi Dong waved his hand at the group of offerings and sneered, "Fine, I promise you. Not only that, if all of you are really unable to use your talents and abilities to conquer the entire Martial Spirit Hall, not only will my disciple be inappropriate for this Saint Son, I, Bibidong, can also be inappropriate for this Pope."

Saying that, Bibidong quickly turned around and left, dispersing unhappily with the many offerings.

That group of provocative offerings were first flabbergasted for a moment at this, but soon revealed a smug smile.

As for the group of offerings that supported Bibidong, they shook their heads in great concern and sighed, "What's wrong with His Holiness the Pope this time? Obviously always very calm and shrewd, how could you do something so impulsive!"

"Hey, this time it's trouble."

Chapter 38 - Saint Son Grand Ceremony!

Now that the strategy had been determined.

Then for that part of the offerings, in the next period of time, they did not stop Bibi Dong from carrying out the preparations for the Saint Son Establishment Ceremony.

After all, they had already obtained the results they wanted, so now they only needed to wait until the time came for them to reap the fruits of victory.

As for defeat.

They never thought about it.

Although because of Bibi Dong's secrecy, the offerings didn't know what Chen Yang's talent and strength was.

However, the offerings were divine, and they also knew Chen Yang's age through various channels.

Chen raised a child who was only six years old and hadn't awakened his martial soul for very long.

The offerings believed that even if Chen Yang was truly gifted with an innate full soul, in the end, he was only a tenth grade soul.

They had to admit that geniuses with innate full soul power did indeed have a boundless future.

But Saint Son aside from looking at talent, he also needed to look at strength.

A few more years later, perhaps Chen Yang, an innate full soul power really had a great chance of becoming a Saint Son, but right now, it was simply impossible.

So the offerings never worried in this matter.

Time quickly arrived on the day of the Saint Son's establishment ceremony.

Because of Bibi Dong's deliberate preparations and the secret momentum created by the various offerings, this Saint Son's Establishment Ceremony made a big splash, not to mention everyone in the Martial Spirit Hall, even some of the other well-informed powers already knew about this major event.

Bibi Dong did not tell Chen Yang the contents of his specific gambit with the offerings.

Firstly because he trusted Chen Yang, and secondly because it would be useless to say it, it would only increase his pressure.

So Bibi Dong had smothered such an important matter in his heart and kept his mouth shut.

Now, in the dressing room, Bibidong personally put on a slender red robe for Chen Yang, putting on a red crystal crown for Chen Yang, finishing up for a long time and finally finishing up, only then did Bibidong's stunningly beautiful face reveal an enchanting smile, "My disciple is so pretty."

Chen Yang smiled and nodded his head to Bibidong.

Although Bibidong did not say a word about the gambling fight, that group of offerings had deliberately and secretly resorted to tactics to reveal such things to him in order to screw with his own mind, in order to add pressure to himself.

Therefore, the matter of the gambling fight was clear to Chen Yang even though Bibi Dong did not say anything about it.

He took a deep look at Bibidong in front of him, flicked up the slightly messy hair of Bibidong who was squatting in front of him with his fingers, and said seriously, "Don't worry teacher, you made the right choice, I will make everyone shut up."

Bibi Dong was slightly flabbergasted at this for a moment, and once again there was already more than a hint of surprise in her eyes.

She nodded towards Chen Yang, her red lips touching on Chen Yang's forehead, her stunning smile was enough to amaze the world, "That's natural, I trust my apprentice."

Time passed quickly, the Martial Spirit Hall executives who had gone to participate in the ceremony had already taken their seats, and the lower status Martial Spirit Hall Soul Masters had also arrived.

Finally, a loud voice rang out, "The hour has arrived!"

This was followed by a deafening sound of bells and a pleasant ringing sound that came swiftly.

The Saint Son's Establishment Hall was officially opened.

Chen Yang was now standing in everyone's field of vision, and although he was still young, his peerless face and transcendent temperament had become the highlight of the scene in an instant.

The lower status ordinary Martial Spirit Hall Soul Masters shook with Chen Yang's temperament and looks, while even the offerings that had conflicting interests with Bibi Dong raised their eyebrows.

Chen Yang looked calm and strode forward with great strides, quickly arriving on the stage and standing beside Bibidong.

The eyes of the entire crowd were focused on Chen Yang, as were those of Xiong Jun, Red King, Su Yuntao, Huleena, and the two Douluo, Evil Moon and Ghost Chrysanthemum, under the ring.

Xiong Jun and Red King were now also standing under the stage, and when they saw Chen Yang standing above them, there was excitement and admiration in their eyes, "Worthy of being an ancestor, in just a few months of coming to the Hall of Martial Spirits, he has done what no one else could do and become the Saint Son of the Hall of Martial Spirits."

"With the ancestor here, he will definitely be able to lead our Soul Beast to prosperity and overthrow the tyrannical rule of the Gods of the God Realm!"

Su Yuntao's mood was also somewhat uplifting: "Brother Tao I have no other skills, but my vision is still extremely good."

"Only Brother Tao I will honestly follow the sage's side, and I will rise to the top step by step in the future."

On the other side, Hu Lena looked at Chen Yang on the stage and her eyes were filled with intense excitement, "Shidi is so handsome!"

"Sister, there are still a lot of people here, mind your image." Evil Moon somewhat speechlessly rubbed Huleena's small hand.

"There are just as many people, what's it to do with me." Hu Lena turned her head in dissatisfaction, her gaze continuing to rest on Chen Yang.

Evil Moon understood that her sister was considered hopeless.

Although Saint Son was several years younger than her, she had become Saint Son-oriented in everything over the past few months.

Evil Moon sighed.

Hey, that irresistible kid is really pitiful, chasing after his sister for years without any improvement.

Going home for a summer vacation, by then will martial spirit hall academy, probably sister has completely fallen.

As for the Ghost Douluo and Kiku Douluo duo....

Their faces, on the other hand, were not as relaxed.

After all, Huleena and Evil Moon didn't know about the gambling fight, but the two of them did.