Chapter 251 Your Holiness the Pope
Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently. She prided herself on having twin martial souls and extraordinary talent, but her pride was shattered in front of this young man surnamed Lu.
Seeing how Lu Ming effortlessly deflected Yu Tianxin's powerful attack, Bibi Dong couldn't help but roll her eyes.
She thought Yu Tianxin was a complete idiot, daring to attack without even knowing the strength of her opponent.
At that very moment, the chat panel in her mind flickered.
Bibi Dong's consciousness was focused on the group chat just now, and this eye-rolling expression was actually captured by the group system and sent out as a picture!
[His Holiness the Pope] sent a picture.
In the picture, the noble and aloof Pope Bibi Dong is slightly raising her chin, rolling her eyes upwards, and wearing a disdainful sneer at the corner of her mouth. She has lost some of her majesty and gained a touch of coquettishness and loss of composure.
When Bibi Dong saw the picture on the screen, her head buzzed.
She frantically tried to operate within her sea of consciousness.
System notification: [Your Holiness] has retracted a message.
But it was too late.
The group was silent for a full three seconds.
Immediately afterwards, messages flooded in like a waterfall.
[Little Witch]: Oh dear! I took a screenshot! I captured it! Look everyone, the high and mighty Pope is actually rolling his eyes!
[Little Witch]: Do you think Yu Tianxin is too stupid, or do you think Lu Tiandi is too strong and has trampled on our Pope's face?
[I Don't Have a Mother]: Tsk tsk tsk. The Pope of the Spirit Hall, a dignified figure, lacks even this much self-control. He can't help but roll his eyes when he sees someone else is strong. It's truly laughable.
[Little Witch]: Yeah, yeah! I need to save a lot of that picture so I can look at it every day.
[Your Holiness]: Shut up! I just accidentally clicked the wrong button!
Bibi Dong sat on the papal chair, her chest heaving with anger.
That damn little witch! And this "I Don't Have a Mother" thing, she's always up against me!
[I don't have a mother]: Slip of the finger? Who would believe that? Is it so hard to admit you lost your temper? That old woman is just stubborn as a mule.
[Your Holiness]: Who are you calling an old woman! Believe me or not, I'll find out who you are and have your mouth torn apart!
[I don't have a mother]: Come here, I'm so scared.
[The Cutest Bunny]: Okay, okay, stop arguing. That eye-rolling expression you made just now was actually quite cute; it's much more pleasing to the eye than your usual cold demeanor.
Lu Ming sat on the sofa in the rest area, looked at the chat interface in his mind, and burst out laughing.
"Brother Lu, what are you laughing at?" Shui Yue'er asked, leaning closer.
Lu Ming shook his head, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.
"Nothing, just saw a few cats fighting."
He entered a line of text into his mind.
When asked about his true strength by the group members, Lu Ming smiled but did not explain that he was actually hiding his true strength.
[Lu Tiandi]: I reached the sixth ring with just a little practice.
[Lu Tiandi]: As for why I'm hiding my strength? Do I need to publicize it beforehand to deal with those trash from Thunder Academy? One move is enough to take them down.
His words in the group were spoken casually, yet they exuded an air of arrogance and domineering power.
Everyone in the group fell silent.
Just practicing casually?
Is this what you call casual practice?
Are those Shrek Academy students who keep calling others monsters worse than trash?
Lu Ming didn't give them much time to be shocked.
He tapped his fingers in his mind, directly encircling Bibi Dong.
[Lu Tiandi]: @[Pope], don't forget our bet, I've already designed the clothes.
After sending this message, Lu Ming uploaded a blueprint that he had prepared in his mind to the chat group.
bite!
[Lu Tiandi] uploaded a picture.
At this moment, Bibi Dong in the Papal Palace was seething with anger because she had been ridiculed by Ning Rongrong and Qian Renxue.
She frowned when she saw Lu Ming circle her.
bet?
Of course she remembers.
Just before the start of this year's Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, she made a bet with Lu Ming.
Betting on who will win the championship.
The loser must agree to one condition of the winner and relinquish control of the group.
The game has only just begun, what's wrong with this kid?
Bibi Dong clicked on the picture.
The moment she clicked on it, Bibi Dong's eyes widened and her breath caught in her throat.
Not only Bibi Dong, but all the female members in the group gasped when they clicked on the picture.
That was a "bunny girl" design that Lu Ming customized based on Bibi Dong's figure.
The picture shows a woman.
The woman's face was none other than Bibi Dong's. Noble, exquisitely beautiful, and exuding an inviolable majesty.
However, the clothes she was wearing shocked everyone.
The woman wore a black headband with two long, fluffy rabbit ears sticking out from it.
The upper body was covered by an extremely tight-fitting black leather bodysuit.
The dress clung tightly to the woman's body, perfectly outlining her stunning figure.
The neckline was extremely low, plunging right below her chest. Her proud, rounded breasts were tightly pressed together, and the deep cleavage was blatantly exposed to the air, as if it might burst out at any moment.
The bodysuit accentuated her slender waist, creating a breathtaking curve.
Further down, there's an extremely exaggerated high-cut design.
The fabric barely covered the most important parts, leaving large areas of fair and smooth skin exposed.
Two long, straight, beautiful legs were covered with a layer of black fishnet stockings.
The mesh clung tightly to the skin, creating a slight fleshy texture and amplifying the allure of those beautiful legs more than tenfold.
On her feet, she wore a pair of black stiletto heels that were at least ten centimeters high.
The instep arches in a beautiful curve, and the ankle is so slender that it could break with a single grasp.
This isn't over yet.
Behind the woman, a round, fluffy white rabbit tail dangled from her pert member.
The entire picture showcases her beautiful legs and feet, and her alluring figure to the fullest.
It was a beautiful aesthetic that made one's blood boil at first glance, and it exuded an aura of perks.
The group chat exploded again.
[Little Witch]: Wow! Wow! Wow!
Ning Rongrong exclaimed three times in a row.
[Little Witch]: This is so exciting! This outfit is amazing! That chest, those legs, that waist! If His Holiness the Pope wore this on the street, every man in the world would be staring!
[Poison Fairy]: The group owner's taste is absolutely amazing. This outfit truly brings out the ultimate in feminine charm.
[Bunny is the cutest]: Protest! Strong protest! That's my style!
Xiao Wu went on a rampage in the group chat.
[Bunny is the cutest]: Bunny ears and a bunny tail are mine! Why did you draw them on her?! And this outfit is way too revealing! Her thighs are almost showing down to her waist!
[My cat is white and big]: This outfit... is indeed very daring. However, it fits the Pope's figure very well.
[Liu Erlong]: Lu Ming, what are you thinking about all day long, you brat? How can you go out in public wearing clothes like this?
[Wanting a sweet romance]: I'm blushing just looking at this. But if Brother Lu wants to see it, I can wear it too! I have a pretty good figure!
[I Don't Have a Mom]: Hahahaha! This is hilarious! An old woman in a bunny girl outfit? If she dared to stand at the entrance of the Spirit Hall in that outfit, I'd call her Mom every day from now on!
The group chat was buzzing with excitement.
Shuiyue'er, Ning Rongrong, and the others were still frantically discussing the details of the black fishnet stockings.
However, Bibi Dong, the person involved, remained silent.
Inside the Papal Palace, there was a deathly silence.
Bibi Dong sat in a large chair, the scepter in her hand long since fallen onto the carpet.
She stared intently at the design drawing in her mind.
My gaze was glued to the spot, and I couldn't pull it out.
The tight-fitting bodysuit, the incredibly low neckline, the expanse of fair skin, and the long, beautiful legs encased in black fishnet stockings.
Bibi Dong looked at the face that was exactly the same as her own, and her heart pounded like a drum.
She felt her cheeks burning.
The heat shot up from my neck and spread all the way to my ears.
Bibi Dong looked at the design drawings, her face turning as red as a ripe apple.
She is the Pope of the Spirit Hall!
She is the noblest and most sacred woman on the entire continent!
She usually wore heavy papal robes, completely covering herself except for her face and hands. Who would dare to harbor the slightest disrespectful thoughts towards her?
Now, this man named Lu Ming has actually painted her like this!
Wearing rabbit ears and a rabbit tail, dressed in such shameless clothes, and with such high heels on her feet!
This is practically trampling on her dignity!
But...
Bibi Dong's gaze fell on the picture again.
She looked at the perfect body proportions in the picture.
That full chest, that flat stomach, that slender waist.
And those long legs, encased in black fishnet stockings, looked incredibly alluring.
Bibi Dong knew very well that her figure was even better than depicted in the picture.
Longer legs, thinner waist, and fairer skin.
Those jade-like feet would be even more beautiful in these black high heels than in the picture.
Looking at this picture, Bibi Dong felt a strange sense of anticipation rising in her heart.
She was thinking about what it would be like if she actually wore that dress.
Put on the rabbit ears and rabbit tail.
Wearing those ten-centimeter high heels, she walked step by step to the man.
If I wore this, what kind of expression would that man have?
What kind of look will Lu Ming give?
Will he, like the spectators in the arena, show a look of shock and greed?
He usually acts superior and does whatever he wants, and he also acts like he's in control in the group chat.
If I were standing in front of him wearing this outfit.
Can he still maintain that calm and composed demeanor?
Do you stare intently at your own thighs? Does your breathing become rapid?
An image uncontrollably surfaced in Bibi Dong's mind.
In the top-floor room of that luxurious hotel in Wuhun City.
Lu Ming sat on the sofa.
She was wearing a tight black bodysuit, bunny ears, and high heels.
I walked towards him step by step.
The high heels on her feet made a dull sound as they stepped on the carpet.
She walked up to Lu Ming and bent down slightly.
The expanse of white at the collar was directly exposed to his eyes.
Lu Ming looked up, his eyes filled with amazement and fervor.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
My heart was beating faster and faster, like it was going to jump out of my throat.
She bit her red lips and twisted her hands tightly together.
Do I really need to wear it?
What if I actually lose that bet?
Lu Ming's displayed strength is terrifying.
A fifteen-year-old Soul Emperor with six rings could even kill the captain of Thunder Academy in one move.
Do the golden generation of the Spirit Hall Academy really have a high chance of winning against Lu Ming?
If she loses, according to the agreement, she will have to fulfill one of Lu Ming's conditions.
What should she do if Lu Ming really took out this dress, threw it in front of her, and made her wear it?
Should she refuse him outright? How could she, the Pope, break her promise to a fifteen-year-old boy?
But wearing it...
With so little fabric, what's the difference between wearing it and not wearing anything at all?
Especially with that high-cut design, if you move even slightly, everything will be visible!
She then shook her head violently.
He slapped his burning cheeks hard with both hands, making a crisp "smack" sound.
The pain brought her back to her senses instantly.
I am the Pope!
He is the Pope of the Spirit Hall, a figure above all others! How could he have such a shameless thought!
In the following days, the schedule of the Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies became increasingly tight.
The Great Battle Arena was bustling with noise, and countless eyes were fixed on the arena every day.
Blue Tyrant Academy completely overshadowed everyone else.
Ever since Lu Ming killed Yu Tianxin in one move, Blue Tyrant Academy has become the nightmare of all teams.
When Kamikaze Academy was fighting against Blue Tyrant Academy.
Feng Xiaotian stood in front of the stage, still thinking of making some harsh remarks.
As a result, Lu Ming stood still and before he could even fully release his martial spirit, several thick blue silver grasses sprouted directly from the ground.
Before Feng Xiaotian could even see a trace of his self-created soul skill, he was tightly bound by the Blue Silver Grass and thrown out of the arena like a sandbag.
The remaining members of the Divine Wind Academy looked at each other, not even having the will to fight, and immediately admitted defeat.
The battle against Tianshui Academy has begun.
The referee has just announced the start of the match.
Shui Bing'er raised her hand and shouted loudly:
"Tianshui College abstains."
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
Shui Bing'er led her team off the stage and naturally announced that the Tianshui Academy team would be merged into the Lanba Academy.
Shuiyue ran even faster.
She ran straight to the rest area of Blue Tyrant Academy and grabbed Lu Ming's arm.
"Brother Lu! We can't bear to hit you."
Shuiyue said with a grin, pressing her whole body against Lu Ming.
Shui Bing'er walked over. Although she wasn't as outgoing as her younger sister, her eyes were full of admiration when she looked at Lu Ming.
Blue Tyrant Academy swept through all the strong teams and maintained its position at the top of the standings.
In comparison.
Life at Shrek Academy wasn't so easy.
Since being expelled from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Shrek Academy's reputation has been severely tarnished.
Now, on the field, they have become a key target for other teams.
In the morning's match, Shrek Academy faced off against Barak Academy.
Dai Mubai activated the White Tiger Vajra Transformation and charged to the front.
The captain of Barak Academy is a burly man whose martial soul is a black bear.
(End of chapter)