Upon hearing this, the two titled Douluo, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, didn't even bother to lift their eyelids. One continued to study his fingernails with great interest, while the other's already pale face became even more gloomy after being yelled at by this piece of trash.
However, given that Pope Bibi Dong was infatuated with him, Yue Guan and Gui Mei couldn't say anything.
The two completely ignored Yu Xiaogang.
The scene became extremely awkward.
Yu Xiaogang's face turned a deep purplish-red. He stood there, unsure whether to leave or stay.
Bibi Dong frowned slightly, a sense of irritation rising in her heart.
There was both dissatisfaction with Yue Guan and Gui Mei ignoring Yu Xiaogang, and a slight annoyance with Yu Xiaogang himself.
But seeing Yu Xiaogang's expression, she patiently reassured him via telepathy, "Xiaogang, things aren't as simple as you think. Don't be impulsive."
However, this attempt to reassure her backfired.
It's not that simple?
Yu Xiaogang recalled the humiliation he had suffered in the Spirit Hall over the past year.
In order to seek revenge, he abandoned all his dignity and knelt before the woman he once loved, begging for her help.
He became her dog, enduring her perverse and insane torture every night.
He believed that as long as he endured all of this, he could gain hope for revenge.
But what was the result?
Bibi Dong repeatedly brushed him off and made excuses for him!
Now that her enemy is right in front of her, she's actually telling herself not to act impulsively?
All the humiliation, anger, and resentment that had been building up inside him erupted at that moment.
Yu Xiaogang was panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot.
He suddenly stretched out his left arm, which had only three fingers left, pointing directly at the departing Dongfang Jing. Then, turning his head, he threatened Bibi Dong in a hysterical tone:
"Bibi Dong! Let me tell you! If you don't take them down today, I... I will destroy the Spirit Hall at all costs!"
The entire audience was stunned!
This seemingly frail man actually dared to threaten His Holiness the Pope in public!
Bibi Dong was filled with rage, and a terrifying killing intent rose from her body uncontrollably.
However, she quickly realized that this was not some insignificant person, but Yu Xiaogang.
So Bibi Dong suppressed her emotions again.
However, in that brief moment of distraction—
"ah--!!!"
A piercing scream, like a pig being slaughtered, echoed throughout the entire square in front of the Papal Palace.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yu Xiaogang lying on the ground, rolling around frantically.
His left arm, which had just been pointing at Dongfang Jing, was severed at the root!
Blood gushed out, staining the ground beneath him red.
Even more bizarrely, a golden sun mark radiating a sacred aura was clearly imprinted on the smooth wound of his severed arm!
The mark pressed down on the wound so hard that he couldn't even stop the bleeding, and could only endure the excruciating pain.
No one saw when Dongfang Jing moved, nor did anyone expect that he would dare to make a move in the Spirit Hall's headquarters.
Dongfang Jing concealed the image, glancing sideways at Yu Xiaogang, who was rolling and groaning on the ground, his eyes cold and his tone chilling.
"You piece of trash, you just keep babbling on and on."
"you!"
Watching her beloved dog suffer severe injuries, Bibi Dong completely lost her senses.
"Dongfang Jing! You're asking for death!"
She let out a sharp roar, and nine terrifying spirit rings erupted from beneath her feet! Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, red!
"Mom..." Xiao Wu, hiding behind Brigitte, couldn't help but call out softly when she saw the last glimpse of red.
The evil and chilling aura of the Death Spider King soared into the sky, and the temperature of the entire square seemed to drop by more than ten degrees.
Seeing that Bibi Dong was about to make a move, Yue Guan and Gui Mei could no longer remain silent and summoned their martial souls.
A world-shaking battle is about to break out!
At this critical moment, the sky was suddenly dyed a sacred gold.
A vast aura descended from the sky, accompanied by a dazzling phantom of a six-winged angel, and a majestic voice resounded throughout the entire arena.
"stop!"
Qian Daoliu's figure forcefully stood between the volcanoes that were about to erupt.
In an instant, it suppressed Bibi Dong's tyrannical aura of the Death Spider King.
Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently as she stared intently at Qian Daoliu's retreating figure, her eyes filled with resentment.
"Grand Elder, he has repeatedly challenged the dignity of my Spirit Hall, and even seriously injured one of my elders in front of me! Do you really think you can just let this go?!" Bibi Dong's voice was sharp with anger.
Bibi Dong suddenly sneered, pointing her scepter at Xiao Wu, and said loudly, "Grand Elder, you can't possibly not see her identity; she is a..."
However, before Bibi Dong could finish speaking, she saw Qian Daoliu casting a warning glance at her.
Bibi Dong's speech was choked up, and I couldn't quite understand it.
Is Qian Daoliu... wary of something?
Whom are they afraid of?
Following Qian Daoliu's gaze, Bibi Dong noticed that Qian Daoliu's eyes lingered on Dongfang Jing for a moment before finally fixing on the serene green-haired woman standing beside Dongfang Jing.
'Green hair? What about the white-haired woman who killed Ghost Leopard?'
Just then, Biji glanced at Bibi Dong indifferently.
Just that one glance sent chills down Bibi Dong's spine, and she gripped her scepter even tighter.
It can't be wrong!
Bibi Dong was certain that the opponent was also a level 99 peerless Douluo!
Qian Daoliu slowly turned around, glanced at her indifferently, then looked at Yu Xiaogang, who was lying on the ground almost unconscious from the pain, and said calmly, "You're not as skilled as others, yet you spout nonsense. Who can you blame?"
One sentence left Bibi Dong speechless.
Yes, they were all about to leave when Yu Xiaogang made a foolish move and provoked them, resulting in his arm being crippled. In the end, it was just his own incompetence.
Qian Daoliu ignored her and turned his gaze to Dongfang Jing, forcing a slightly stiff smile onto his dignified face: "Young friend, today's matter is due to the lack of discipline in my Spirit Hall, and I apologize for making you laugh. How about we let this matter drop?"
Dongfang Jing naturally saw the other party's reaction and understood what was going on.
'This suddenly appearing blond-haired man, whom Bibi Dong calls the Great Elder, must be Qian Daoliu, hailed as the invincible one in the sky.'
It seems that their master's strength has intimidated them.
"Since the Grand Elder has said so, I naturally have no objection." Dongfang Jing shrugged, looking indifferent.
He turned and led the girls away from the Spirit Hall, leaving the elders and knights bewildered.
"Phew! I thought a fight was going to break out. That young man is too brave! Daring to go against His Holiness the Pope?" Two knights who had just joined the Spirit Hall whispered to each other.
"I thought so too, and now my diaper is all wet. By the way, who was that man who suddenly appeared? Why did Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo seem to treat him with such respect? Captain, do you know him?" another young knight whispered.
Qian Daoliu usually lives a secluded life and rarely leaves the Hall of Worship. Only the higher-ups and core combatants truly know of his existence.
The old captain of the Knights had worked at the Spirit Hall for many years and was considered a veteran, so he had naturally heard and seen a lot.
"I only heard about it by chance from my senior. Legend has it... besides His Holiness the Pope, our Spirit Hall also has a highly respected Judgment Elder..."
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