"Sweet Romance!"
Then, Xiao Qiao waved her flower fan repeatedly.
A dense storm of petals, accompanied by a whistling sound, hurtled towards Bibi Dong in mid-air with perfect precision.
"not good!"
Bibi Dong tried to dodge, but the flower cluster seemed to have a powerful binding effect, making it impossible for her to move an inch.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Countless petals slammed heavily onto Bibi Dong's body.
Each petal is like a heavy hammer blow.
"puff--"
Bibi Dong felt her internal organs churning, and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. She fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
One move.
It's just one combo.
Despite being the Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong was knocked to the ground without any chance to fight back.
Xiao Qiao's move was a complete one-sided humiliation of Bibi Dong.
Seeing Bibi Dong lying on the ground coughing up blood, Xiao Qiao showed no sign of stopping.
She walked forward with light steps, her flower fan still in her hand.
"Smack!"
A crisp sound.
Xiao Qiao actually used that flower fan to strike Bibi Dong's pert buttocks hard.
"I made you let down Dean!"
"Bibi Dong, you wicked woman!"
As Xiao Qiao fought, she cursed inwardly with resentment.
"Serves you right for not knowing how to cherish!"
"Let you think you're so great!"
"Slap! Slap!"
Then several more times in succession.
Bibi Dong was beaten pretty badly.
His Holiness the Pope, who was originally noble and elegant, now looked like a child who had made a mistake, being pinned to the ground and disciplined.
Her papal robes were badly torn in the battle, revealing large areas of her fair skin.
What should have been a very alluring scene now appears rather tragic.
Several red, swollen marks now appeared on her fair skin; these were the marks left by the flower fan.
With bloodstains at the corner of her mouth and disheveled long hair, Bibi Dong at this moment no longer possessed any of the Pope's majesty, but instead exuded a heartbreaking sense of fragility.
"stop!"
Hu Liena, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't stand it anymore.
Her eyes were red and she was very angry.
That was her teacher, the person she respected most. How could she be insulted like that?
"Xiao Qiao, if you hit my teacher again, I'll get mad at you!"
When Hu Liena saw her teacher in this state, even though she knew she couldn't beat him, she still gritted her teeth and uttered some harsh words.
However, Xiao Qiao didn't take Hu Liena seriously at all.
Her hands never stopped moving.
"Smack!"
Another heavy blow.
Xiao Qiao slapped Bibi Dong's buttocks with her fan, looking completely self-righteous.
"So what if I hit him?"
"I can hit anyone I want, what's it to you?"
Bibi Dong screamed in pain. The burning pain, combined with the immense psychological humiliation, made her wish she could disappear into the ground.
"ah--"
"Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"
Seeing this, Hu Liena became even more anxious and stomped her feet.
"If you dare, touch my teacher again!"
"Smack!"
Xiao Qiao responded to Hu Liena's threat with a swift and decisive move.
"So what if I hit him?"
"If you utter another word, I'll beat you up too!"
Hu Liena was trembling with anger and wanted to continue her tirade.
Just then, Bibi Dong, who was lying on the ground, became anxious.
She suddenly raised her head, ignoring the blood at the corner of her mouth, and shouted at Hu Liena.
"Hu Liena, shut up!"
That stupid apprentice!
Didn't you see she was being beaten?
At times like this, provoking the other party will only get you beaten more and will do nothing!
This person's intelligence is beyond saving. How could I have taken on such a disciple?
Bibi Dong was furious. She was fine taking a couple of hits herself, but her disciple stirred things up and Xiao Qiao hit her even harder.
Hu Liena was startled by Bibi Dong's shout, and then realized that she seemed to have said something wrong.
Seeing the teacher's resentful and pained eyes, Hu Liena shrank back.
"Teacher, I...I didn't mean that."
"I just wanted to help you..."
Bibi Dong knew, of course, that Hu Liena's intentions were good and that she was trying to protect herself.
But the current situation is beyond our control!
When faced with such an unreasonable and powerful opponent, a direct confrontation will only lead to certain death.
Bibi Dong endured the excruciating pain in her buttocks and forced a smile that looked more like a grimace as she turned to look at Xiao Qiao, who was still waving her fan.
At that moment, she temporarily cast aside the Pope's dignity.
The will to survive took over.
Bibi Dong spoke kindly to Xiao Qiao, her tone extremely humble.
"Little Qiao, please stop hitting me, please stop hitting me."
"I was wrong, I shouldn't have said those things."
"Although I don't know who that dean is, I'm sure I'm blind to his greatness."
"Please, please spare me this time..."
"It really hurts..."
Wuhun City.
Offerings are made in front of the hall.
The Hall of Offerings was unusually quiet at this moment, with only the light emanating from the golden list in the sky illuminating this building that symbolized the highest power of the Spirit Hall.
Grand Elder Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, his golden robe swaying gently in the breeze.
His usually calm and composed face was now filled with astonishment and bewilderment.
His gaze was fixed on the third-place finisher who had just been announced on the screen.
"The Illusionary Moon Mirror?"
Qian Daoliu frowned and murmured those four words.
"What kind of martial spirit is this?"
"I have traversed the continent for over a hundred years and consider myself knowledgeable. I am familiar with the martial spirits of all the major sects and hidden families."
"But this Illusionary Sea Moon Mirror is something I've never heard of before."
Qian Daoliu was filled with confusion.
Could there be some hidden existence on this continent that even a peerless Douluo like him doesn't know about?
Just as Qian Daoliu was racking his brains trying to figure it out, a clear and childlike voice rang out beside him.
"Oh dear, isn't this Haiyue's martial soul?"
The one speaking was Cai Wenji, the little girl who had been brought back to the Hall of Worship by Qian Daoliu.
She was sitting on the high steps, her two short legs dangling in mid-air, and she was playing with a small erhu in her hands.
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu suddenly turned his head, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
"Um?"
"Little one, do you recognize this martial spirit?"
Cai Wenji blinked her big, bright eyes, looking completely at ease.
"Of course I know them."
"What's so surprising about that?"
"This is Haiyue's martial spirit."
At this point, Cai Wenji seemed to remember something, and her small mouth pursed slightly.
Qian Daoliu was even more shocked.
"Haiyue?"
"You mean, the owner of this martial spirit is named Haiyue?"
He quickly searched his memory for the name, and soon, the name of a recently rising power came to mind.
"Sea Moon Empire..."
"Could it be that this Haiyue is the legendary Empress of the Haiyue Empire?!"
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