Chapter 412

There were only three days before the competition. These three days were naturally used to adjust the conditions of the thirty teams from the two empires.

The Pope's Palace stood on a small hill in front of Martial Spirit City. From its appearance, it looked like a western-style cathedral from Wang Feng's previous life. However, its entire body was suffused with a faint jade-gold color. From afar, it gave off a sacred feeling.

"Pope's Palace, Bibidon."

Wang Feng knew that once he walked into that palace, it would not be so easy to come out.

The Pope, as the supreme existence of the Martial Spirit Hall, led the direction of the Martial Spirit Hall. In the original work, Bibidon was known as the most talented leader in the history of the Martial Spirit Hall. He took over the position of Pope at the age of forty. Now that he was close to fifty, the entire Martial Spirit Hall could be said to be thriving, suppressing the two empires.

Wang Feng had a deep impression of this character in the original work. After all, he was the biggest villain.

However, without real contact, Wang Feng did not dare to judge what kind of person he was.

Everything was unknown, like a throne full of thorns. If one wanted to walk up to explore, they would inevitably be injured.

On the way here, Xiao Wu also obtained her fourth soul ring. It was Liu Erlong who took her to find soul beasts.

"Speaking of which … Uncle Hao should be in Martial Spirit City by now, right?"

Wang Feng thought for a moment.

Tang Hao would definitely protect Tang San. He did not appear on the way here.

But after entering Martial Spirit City, Tang Hao would definitely follow.

However, these three days were not peaceful for Wang Feng.

On the first day.

Dong dong dong!

The door outside Wang Feng's room rang.

When he opened the door, he saw Ning Rongrong standing outside. She was wearing a white dress and looking at Wang Feng.

"Why aren't you resting? Why are you looking for me?"

Wang Feng glanced at her. After traveling for twenty days in a row, coupled with the attacks on the way, everyone was physically and mentally exhausted. This had nothing to do with strength. As long as one was not made of iron, one would not be able to bear it. Why was this girl looking for him instead of resting?

"Wang Feng!"

Ning Rongrong pouted, walked in, and pushed the door open. "Of course I'm looking for you!"

As she spoke, Ning Rongrong took a few steps closer to Wang Feng.

A unique fragrance entered Wang Feng's nose, causing him to frown slightly.

He carefully sized up Ning Rongrong and was stunned.

Unknowingly, Ning Rongrong, who was already fourteen years old, seemed to have grown up quite a bit.

He had also grown a lot taller.

The first time he saw Ning Rongrong, her short hair had now grown into shoulder-length hair, giving her a more gentle and beautiful temperament.

The most eye-catching feature of her still exquisite and beautiful face was her pair of watery eyes. They were extraordinarily quick-witted, and at first glance, one could tell that this girl was mischievous and lively.

"What is it?" Wang Feng coughed a few times and asked.

Ning Rongrong stared at Wang Feng, blushing slightly.

"Wang Feng, I have something to tell you!"

After speaking, Ning Rongrong quickly added, "But, I'll tell you after the competition."

"Then why are you looking for me now?" Wang Feng wondered. "Can't you look for me after the competition?"

Wang Feng vaguely knew what was going on.

Ning Rongrong said coquettishly, "I just wanted to remind you, and... and... that day, dad said, said that you are the... son-in-law of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect... just to protect you, don't take it seriously!"

She stuttered as she lowered her head, blushing, and occasionally glared at Wang Feng.

"Don't worry, I definitely didn't take it seriously." Wang Feng nodded.

"You!" Unexpectedly, when Ning Rongrong heard this, she immediately raised her head and stomped on Wang Feng's foot in anger. "Why don't you …"

Wang Feng reacted quickly and took a step back. "You can't step on it."

With a thump, Ning Rongrong stomped on the floor and became even angrier. Her chest heaved up and down as she pouted and looked at Wang Feng with red eyes.

Wang Feng sighed and stretched out his foot. "Fine, I'll let you step on it."

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong chuckled. Looking at Wang Feng, she suddenly felt a sweetness in her heart.

She gently stepped on Wang Feng's foot and snorted, "Alright, that's all I want to say. Remember, after the competition, I want to tell you something very, very important!"

After saying that, Ning Rongrong walked out of the room.

Wang Feng was silent for a while.

Something very important?

What else could it be? Wang Feng shook his head.

However, he would talk about it after the competition.

Wang Feng thought that the remaining two days would pass peacefully, but he did not expect to hear someone knocking on his door the next day.

Wang Feng opened the door and his expression changed slightly.

It was Zhu Zhuqing.

What was going on? One after another?

"Can I come in?" Zhu Zhuqing glanced around the room.

The hotel rooms were all arranged for single people. They were neither big nor small and were just right for one person.

Wang Feng nodded and said, "Do you need something from me?"

"Yes." Zhu Zhuqing nodded. Her cold voice fluctuated a little.

Wang Feng looked at her.

Zhu Zhuqing had changed a lot compared to two years ago when Wang Feng first saw her.

She had grown a lot taller. Her cold and beautiful sides were a little more mature. Although she still had a childish face, her temperament was more elegant because of the mutation of her Martial Soul.

Also, she was still as big as before.

Her figure was the best among all the girls Wang Feng had seen.

She was about 6.20 meters tall. Her body proportions were perfect. Her pitch-black hair was gently draped over her back. There were two ear-like hairstyles on her head, which made her look a little cuter.

Zhu Zhuqing seemed to feel that Wang Feng was looking at her. Her cheeks flushed a little, and her voice fluctuated a little.

"Well... after the competition, I have something important... to tell you."

Wang Feng: "???"

What is it? Can't you say it now?

Why do you have to wait until after the competition? Wang Fengxin felt a little speechless, but he still nodded.

"Okay."

"Okay." Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Wang Feng and whispered, "Then I'm leaving. Don't forget it!"

"I won't." Wang Fengxin said. I can't forget it even if I want to.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were a little happy. Her footsteps were a little light as she left the room, leaving only a wisp of delicate fragrance, which made Wang Feng sigh with emotion.

It also made Wang Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

However, until the third day.

There was a knock on the door again. Wang Feng was a little shocked.

He inexplicably thought of that night.

When he opened the door, Tang San was standing outside.

"Little San?"

Wang Feng thought for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "Don't tell me you have something to tell me after the competition?"

Tang San was stunned and nodded. "Brother Feng, have you guessed it?"

I guess it's Jill.

Wang Feng laughed out loud. "What is it? Can't you say it now?"

"Actually, you can say it now."

Tang San hesitated and said, "After the competition, we will graduate. No matter the result of the competition, we will all go our separate ways. But even if we go our separate ways, I hope you can keep in touch with us. "

Wang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Of course."

Hearing this, Tang San also smiled.

(End of chapter)