Chapter 55 Second Brother, Have You Had Enough Trouble?

Zhao Ling was hugging A Yin and watching the upcoming match with great interest under the ring.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he asked Yin in a tentative tone: "Yin, do you think the Wuhun team will win this time, or the Dark Night team?"

"In terms of level, the Dark Night Team has a clear advantage, but I feel that the people from the Spirit Team will win."

After Ah Yin pondered for a moment, he gave a firm answer and asked in return, "Brother Ling, what do you think?"

Zhao Ling smiled and nodded: "Yes, after all, the Wuhun Team is a new batch of elites trained by the Wuhun Hall, and their strength should not be underestimated.

Especially Miss Dong'er, she is the youngest in the entire Wuhun team, but her strength and burst of combat power are the most outstanding in the entire team. With her, the Wuhun team should not lose easily. "

"Brother Ling, are you so confident in Sister Dong'er?" Ah Yin deliberately showed a hint of surprise, her beautiful eyes full of teasing.

"You don't have any thoughts about Sister Dong'er, do you? For example, you are greedy for her body or something? After all, Sister Dong'er is so beautiful. Every time she shows her heroic appearance on the ring, I feel like your eyes are about to fall out of your head."

Just as Ah Yin said this, Yue Guan on the side glanced over, staring at Zhao Ling with his eyes fixed, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

"Ahem..." Zhao Ling didn't expect Ah Yin to ask so directly, which made him cough several times in embarrassment.

What happened? Was the look in my eyes when I was watching Bibi Dong's fight so exaggerated? How could Ah Yin see through it?

He quickly laughed dryly and explained.

"Don't talk nonsense. I look at Miss Dong'er with admiration. After all, Miss Dong'er is not only strong, but also extremely talented. The fighting power she bursts out can be said to be the best in the same level. I am purely admiring her, do you understand? The kind without any impurities."

After saying that, Zhao Ling glanced at Yue Guan not far away, and smiled at him with a slightly appreciative tone.

"Ju Douluo, your Spirit Hall has cultivated a gifted girl. If I'm not mistaken, she will be able to become a Titled Douluo in her thirties. That's pretty good..."

Hearing Zhao Ling's words, Yue Guan's feminine face showed a hint of complacency.

"You are too kind, Demon Suppression Douluo. However, our young lady is indeed extremely talented and is well-loved by our Pope. His Holiness the Pope has already intended to make her the Holy Maiden of our Spirit Hall. When she becomes a Titled Douluo in the future, she will be the first female Pope of our Spirit Hall!"

"Hiss..." Although Ah Yin had already known from her diary that Bibi Dong would become a saint or even a female pope in the future.

But now, hearing these words spoken by the elder from the Spirit Hall himself, Ah Yin still couldn't help but gasp, which once again indirectly confirmed the authenticity of the diary's contents.

"Then I would like to congratulate Miss Dong'er in advance. Zhao is really lucky. I just wanted to get to know Ju Douluo, but I didn't expect to get to know the future Pope of the Spirit Hall."

Zhao Ling's face was full of sighs, and his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Bibi Dong, but Ah Yin rolled his eyes repeatedly.

Isn't this guy too hypocritical? He clearly knew that Bibi Dong would become the Saint of the Spirit Hall, or even the Pope, in the future.

As a result, now she acts as if she knows nothing and strongly despises him.

"Demon Suppression Douluo is too polite. Miss is lucky to have met you. Judging from your appearance, you should be less than 50 years old, right?

You have already reached the level of Titled Douluo before you are fifty years old. You are also one of the best in the continent. Yue Guan admires you..."

Ju Douluo nodded slightly at Zhao Ling, and when he raised his head there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Zhao Ling did not refute Ju Douluo's words, but just smiled and said nothing.

Ah Yin on the side twitched his lips. What? Fifty years old? I seem to have heard Brother Ling say that he is only 31 years old now?

Why does Ju Douluo like to increase Ling Ge's age so much? Isn't it because he is afraid that knowing that Ling Ge became a Titled Douluo at the age of 31 will be unfair?

During their conversation, as the referee announced the start of the match, the spirit rings of both teams on the ring lit up.

Bibi Dong didn't even think twice and directly activated her third soul skill, and the death spider web spewed out of her mouth.

She planned to use control skills to entangle the opponent's weakest healing and auxiliary soul masters first. As long as the opponent's healing and auxiliary soul masters lost their effectiveness, it would be easier to fight next.

At the same time, Qian Hu also released his fourth soul skill, Demon Wolf Howling Moon. Qian Hu's martial soul is a wolf martial soul. After releasing the fourth soul skill, Qian Hu's attack power, agility and reaction speed have all been improved. He quickly went towards the opponent's agility attack war soul king, and the two sides soon fought together...

At this moment, at the entrance of the Great Fighting Spirit Arena, a woman who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old, with delicate features, a hot body, wearing a green long skirt, and picturesque eyebrows, walked in with a look of curiosity on her face.

She was none other than Liu Erlong, who had taken nearly three days to travel all the way from Tiandou Imperial City to Soto City. In order to meet the diary writer Zhao Ling and also to see her cheap cousin, she had come here day and night.

After she spent some money to buy the ticket, she rushed to the arena area impatiently.

Especially when he saw the huge arena surrounded by huge crowds of people and looked at the two sides fighting fiercely on the arena, Liu Erlong also had an urge to try it out.

But she was very clear about the purpose of her coming here. She walked slowly among the crowd, her beautiful eyes scanning the faces of countless people, but no one looked like Zhao Ling, who liked to make noisy complaints in her diary.

She didn't even find her cousin who was of the same blood as her. After walking around the rings, she didn't find any suspicious persons, so she simply gave up and decided it would be more interesting to watch the ring matches.

What she didn't know was that at this moment, in a private room in the Great Fighting Spirit Arena, Yu Xiaogang was lying on the sofa, and next to him was a man who looked about 50% similar to Yu Xiaogang, but more majestic and domineering.

The man had a gloomy face and said to Yu Xiaogang in a deep voice: "Second brother, have you had enough trouble? You have been out for so long, isn't it time for you to go home? Look at how badly you have been injured during this period..."

Before his elder brother could finish his words, Yu Xiaogang flatly refused his elder brother's request to go home.

"I said I won't go back, big brother, you know my temper. Miss Dong'er is still in the Great Fighting Spirit Arena. I want to stay. I want..."

"Miss Dong'er, Miss Dong'er, don't you know that she is from the Spirit Hall…" Yu Xiaolong was so angry that he laughed. Is there something wrong with this second brother's brain?