Douluo Dalu: Starting With Tom Cat

Bibi Dong's hand holding the scepter suddenly tightened.

She suddenly found that the feel of it was a little off. Her gaze shifted. The Pope's scepter, made of special material, had actually been gripped by her until it had a faint dent.

The Pope's Scepter...

Family, who understands? A Titled Douluo with a strength of at least level ninety-eight, whose state of mind is so unstable that she grips it with all her might at the slightest distraction. Who can stand this?

Bibi Dong was a little conflicted at this moment. The Douluo Hall being destroyed, she was very much taking pleasure in the calamity. But for it to involve the two before her, she couldn't quite laugh.

This was the pet of the Tenth Elder whom she had just recruited today and was preparing to cultivate as a confidant in the future.

For a time, all the Titled Douluos glared at Tom and Jerry, each one rubbing their fists, wishing they could grind them to dust.

"Sigh, this one is Yan Chixia. It is my lack of discipline. I ask for your forgiveness. I, Yan, am willing to bear all compensation."

Shen An also walked out. My pets, I will dote on them. If I don't come to wipe their butts, who will?

"Compensate? What will you use to compensate? This is the Douluo Hall, the holy land in the hearts of all soul masters! Since you have damaged it, you must pay the price with your life!" Guangling Douluo said unceremoniously.

It wasn't just him. Not a single Tribute had a good impression of Yan Chixia, Shen An's incarnation.

For Bibi Dong to openly enfeoff Shen An as a Titled Douluo in the Pope's Hall was to seize the power of their big brother, Qian Daoliu.

They had already wished to get rid of him as soon as possible. Now that this matter of the Douluo Hall had come up, they hated him so much their teeth itched.

It was only that Qian Daoliu had not yet officially spoken. Otherwise, they would have already ganged up on him.

Bibi Dong let out a long breath. She thought to herself, As the boss, one must be able to carry things. I have only just taken Yan Chixia under my command today. Isn't this a great opportunity to win people's hearts?

What's more, in the eyes of others, to damage the Douluo Hall was an unforgivable crime. But in her eyes, this didn't naturally make him an enemy of Qian Daoliu? He could only belong to her side.

It was just that Yan Chixia was a newcomer after all. She still wasn't clear about his background. She had wanted to let him do more things for Spirit Hall, to test and assimilate him bit by bit.

But now this matter had come up. Then, to forcefully stand up for Yan Chixia and confront Qian Daoliu ahead of time, wasn't the price to be paid too great?

For a time, Bibi Dong was very indecisive.

At the side, Qian Daoliu carefully sized up Yan Chixia. He found it very interesting. This person, besides his body of sword qi, was not similar to Shen An at all. But Qian Daoliu was certain that this person was Shen An.

After all, Tom and Jerry were raised by Shen An. Besides Shen An, they had no other master.

As for why he couldn't see through it, the disguise was so good, it must have been done by Tom and Jerry. These two had put on their masks in front of him, and after they had put them on, he couldn't see through them.

It was just that, why did Shen An want to mix into Spirit Hall? There must be something strange in this. The old fox Qian Daoliu thought in his heart.

Any movement in Spirit City could not escape his eyes. He had thought that it was just a rather potential Titled Douluo who had come, but he had not expected that it was actually Shen An in disguise.

"Great Priest, I think there must be another hidden story in this. How could two little dogs possibly destroy the Douluo Hall?" Bibi Dong decided to first say a few words probingly.

If Qian Daoliu insisted on forcing the issue, then she could only treat Yan Chixia as a disposable pawn.

After all, the divine trial was the foundation. The rest was just icing on the cake.

At the side, the Golden Crocodile Douluo shouted, "Bibi Dong, what is the meaning of this? Why are you protecting this main culprit who destroyed the Douluo Hall? Big Brother, with one order from you, I will immediately kill both the person and the dogs."

"You dare! I am the contemporary Pope! Without me, no one can lay a hand on Yan Chixia!"

Bibi Dong's face sank.

"Hehe," the Golden Crocodile sneered with disdain. This madwoman really couldn't tell the difference between the big and small kings.

"Pope? If not for Big Brother supporting you from behind back then, could you have served as Pope with the realm of a Soul Douluo? Let me tell you, this Spirit Hall is not your Spirit Hall, but the Qian family's Spirit Hall!"

"You are just a puppet pushed to the front. Without you, Spirit Hall is still the strongest power in the world."

Bibi Dong was as deep as a deep well. In the depths of her pupils was a trace of utter madness.

All her years of hard work, letting Spirit Hall continuously grow stronger, she herself being hailed as the strongest Pope in history...

But in the mouth of the Golden Crocodile Douluo, it was as if she were a mascot. It was the same with or without her.

And what was this about Qian Daoliu's support from behind, otherwise she couldn't convince the masses?

It was said as if it were a charity to her.

The little temper of the most insane Pope of the contemporary era flared up with a "tseng." The evil thoughts of the Rakshasa continuously whispered in her heart, and the madness in the depths of her eyes further expanded.

At this moment, she no longer thought about any consequences. She just wanted to further oppose Qian Daoliu.

So—

"Hahahahahaha! To erase all my contributions with one sentence, are you worthy!"

"Today, I, the Emperor, will protect Yan Chixia!"

"Let me see who dares to oppose me!"

The moment these words came out, the situation at this moment was starkly polarized.

Nine great soul rings pulsed around her. The boundless, tyrannical aura actually made the hill under everyone's feet show a faint sign of being on the verge of collapse.

Chrysanthemum, Ghost, and other Douluos silently stood behind Bibi Dong.

The six great Tributes, led by the Golden Crocodile, had ugly faces. One, they had not expected Bibi Dong to really dare to protect him to the death. Two, her strength had actually unknowingly become so powerful.

Among the six great Tributes, besides the Golden Crocodile Douluo, no one dared to say they could suppress her.

As for the other Titled Douluos, such as Ci Xue, their scalps instantly went numb.

They were afraid that tonight would be the beginning of Spirit Hall's division.

'Interesting. She's been provoked. It's just that this obscure divine evil thought is really powerful,' Qian Daoliu murmured in his heart.

To be honest, he had not intended to put Shen An to death from the beginning. This boy was, after all, the destined husband of his granddaughter.

Tom and Jerry, needless to say more. They seemed ordinary, but were in fact extraordinary.

He, Qian Daoliu, respected the ancestral teachings, but the Douluo Hall was a dead thing after all. The most important things in it were none other than the Angel statue and the plaques of the successive Titled Douluos.

It was impossible for anything to happen to the Angel statue. The holy sword was even more so buried under the ruins. The plaques of the successive Titled Douluos had also been collected by him one by one. At worst, he would just rebuild it.

What's more, it was he who had been meddlesome first, to go and tease these two little things.

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu instantly felt a faint sadness.

But since this contemporary Pope had reacted in this way, then he might as well go with the flow.

In the past, he had not paid too much attention. But now, the strength Bibi Dong displayed was already enough to make him take her seriously.

His vision was extremely high. He could clearly see that Bibi Dong at this time had not even unleashed her full strength. If they really fought, she might not be much weaker than him.

'It seems she has gone far in her divine trial. Although Xue'er is blessed by heaven, she has only just received the divine trial for a short time. What if this madwoman gets there first? It would be unfavorable to the Angel clan.'

Ten thousand changes occurred in Qian Daoliu's heart in an instant. He already had a plan in his heart. For the sake of his granddaughter, he could only let Bibi Dong suffer a little.

"To protect Yan Chixia to the death, do you know what price you have to pay!"

"How can a dead thing be compared with a person? Since he is the Tenth Elder I enfeoffed, I will surely defend him to the end," Bibi Dong said, her words buying people's hearts.

Chrysanthemum, Ghost, and other Douluos all had a warm current flow through their hearts. To follow such a leader was right. When something happens, she still stands up for you.

It was just that they didn't know that it was purely Bibi Dong getting emotional and going against Qian Daoliu. The words she spoke now were just nice words said along with the flow.

"What do I, the Emperor, have to fear!" the contemporary Pope said proudly.

"Good. As the Pope, to love the people in your hall is a good thing. But for the Douluo Hall to be damaged, this is also an unforgivable crime."

"Well, I can fix the Douluo Hall. I guarantee it will be exactly the same, with the original flavor," Shen An interjected.

Qian Daoliu glanced at Shen An. He really dares to say any kind of nonsense.

Original flavor? Many of the arrangements in the Douluo Hall came from a god. There is a faint divine power flowing within.

If not for the power of the Angelic Holy Sword being too great, even if you let a Titled Douluo attack with all their might, it's not certain they could shatter it.

"Hmph, such boastful words. In that case, I will give you one day. You restore the Douluo Hall to its original state, without a single bit of difference."

Qian Daoliu said deliberately. He wanted to see what kind of tricks Shen An could play.

Bibi Dong's face became ugly again. One day? Unless a miracle descended, how could it possibly be repaired? What's more, the promise was that it would be exactly the same.

"No, this~" she immediately said.

"Hmph! If you make a mistake, you must be punished. Since he has spoken, it is a foregone conclusion."

"And you, Bibi Dong. This matter is not over yet. You wish to protect him to the death. I also cannot bear to see Spirit Hall fall into internal strife. In that case, take a sword from me, and this matter will be over once and for all."

Qian Daoliu said in a cold voice. In fact, he had not given Bibi Dong a chance to refuse at all.

The Angelic Holy Sword broke out of the stone in the ruins. The seven or eight-meter greatsword instantly transformed into a normal size, just right for him to hold.

Nine great soul rings manifested behind him. The magnificent colors were simply unbelievable.

Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black, Red, Red, Red.

Not a single one was below ten thousand years. The surface of every soul ring was even more so as if draped in a layer of golden brilliance, incomparably sacred.

At this time, Shen An looked at Qian Daoliu as if he were seeing Tang Hao when he was weak. He couldn't help but be secretly dumbfounded.

So strong?

Bibi Dong's face was also grave. Although she had highly estimated Qian Daoliu's strength, she still had not expected that just his aura alone would suppress her by more than a notch.

"Have you glimpsed that step?" she couldn't help but ask.

Qian Daoliu shook his head gently, a trace of bitterness in the depths of his eyes. He understood what Bibi Dong was talking about.

But as a member of the Angel lineage, this was both a gift and a restraint. He enjoyed the glory of a god and had his current cultivation. But without the favor and inheritance of a god, he could never become a god no matter what.

He said no more. A huge angel phantom emerged from behind him, its golden light brilliant. In an instant, it was as if it were broad daylight.

The Angelic Holy Sword was clearly in his hand, yet it was also held by the angel phantom behind him.

"After one sword strike, I will not pursue this matter further."

Immediately, Qian Daoliu, with the identity of a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo, a servant of the Seraphim, mobilized the Angelic divine power. At this time, Qian Daoliu was impressively above even a Limit Douluo, and could be called a demigod!

With a magnificent divine might, Qian Daoliu, who was like a god, brought down his sword. In the air, the hundred-meter-long Angelic Holy Sword, burning with a raging fire, slashed down with it.

Everyone stared blankly at this one sword strike, only feeling as if a vast, majestic, scorching, and violent terrifying great sun had suddenly descended.

It was as if the sun had fallen to the horizon.

A mere mortal, how could they resist!!