Outside the Pope's hall, Tang San and others stood behind the sword marks cut by Xiao Tian and looked at the eight elders in the hall of elders who had fallen to the ground. Their eyes were shining with excitement.
Although they have become the title Douluo, and even Zhu Zhuqing, who has the highest level of soul power, has reached level 97, they have never proved their strength to the world.
Even if it was five years ago, they won the championship of the senior soul division competition, but in the eyes of many of the older generation, they are just the younger generation, the younger generation of Xiao Tian!
Their reputation, to a large extent, is due to Xiao Tian, the backer, which has become loud!
But after today's war, the world can no longer regard them as the younger generation. Those who are strong in the older generation have to admit their strength and status!
Because the eight elders in the hall of elders rely on their own strength, not only Xiao Tian, but also Yu Xiaogang and the teachers of Shrek college have not given any help!
"Third brother, didn't the master ask us to demolish the papacy just now? Now this group of Presbyterian elders can't stop us. Why don't you let me order the Pope directly? "
Ma Hongjun rubbed his hands and looked at Tang San, some expectant way.
In this war, they made a name for themselves. If he burned down the papal temple again, he would undoubtedly slap the face of the hall of martial spirits. More importantly, we will all remember that the Phoenix Toro Ma Hongjun, burn down the papal temple!
His name will ring through the whole continent!
The world's impression of him will not be limited to only one of the few people in Shrek college!
Tang San looked at Ma Hongjun, nodded, and said with a smile, "be careful. Although the elders of the Presbyterian hall are here, it is hard to guarantee that there is no rear hand of the commander of the martial spirit hall in the Pope's palace."
The little dance is to curl one's lips and murmur in a low voice: "cut ~ love to show off!"
Ma Hongjun turned his head and looked at the little dance, but said, "sister Wu, I'm not like your third brother. I'm from a famous family. I have a strong father and a teacher.
He is also the direct disciple of the master. He is also a twin martial spirit. His talent is gorgeous. Wherever he goes, he is the focus.
It's rare to have such a chance to show off. I'll certainly not let go of the fat man. "
"The boss Dai and Zhu Qing don't seem to be in such a rush to get the limelight as you do," Xiaowu looks at Ma Hongjun, and has no good breath.
"Is this comparable?" Ma Hongjun, hearing this, immediately exclaimed: "boss Dai is the crown prince of the Xingluo empire. His family background is no worse than that of his third brother. Zhuqing is from the Zhu family, and his status as the prince and Princess of Xingluo empire is needless to say.
Rong Rong is the princess of Qibao Liuli Zong and the Pearl of Ning Zong. He is probably a bit higher in the soul division field than the eldest Dai. He was born in a single attribute of four clans, and had a close relationship with Haotian sect, and was also concerned by many people.
Even Xiao AO and Dugu Yan, one of them is a food soul master with innate soul power, and the other is the granddaughter of Du Douluo, who is also the focus figure. Only the fat man, before meeting master Xiao Tian, was just a mutated soul master with defect in martial spirit!
If you don't find a chance to show off, I'm afraid that I should be directly ignored by others! "
"Heresy," Xiaowu shook her head, but did not argue with Ma Hongjun any more, and then did not have a good airway: "since you want to get the limelight, don't you hurry to start?"