Chapter 2 Martial Soul Resonance! Bibi Dong is stunned.
Upon hearing this, Ling Feng did not hesitate.
More than a dozen cloud-piercing vines emerged from various parts of the armor, fanning out and attacking Yue Guan.
The vines moved extremely fast, leaving streaks of black and red in the air.
Yue Guan raised his right hand, and a huge chrysanthemum appeared in front of him.
The petals, like sharp blades, blocked the oncoming vines one by one.
But Yue Guan's expression grew increasingly surprised.
The vines were more resilient than he had expected; even when they were cut by chrysanthemum petals, they were only bounced off rather than broken completely.
Although he did it casually, the resilience of this Cloud Vine was simply too great.
Moreover, the angles of attack were quite tricky, with some vines even coming around from the side.
Yue Guan had to release several chrysanthemums in succession to completely block all the attacks.
"Such strong resilience and penetrating power!" Yue Guanxin was secretly surprised.
It should be noted that Ling Feng has not yet obtained a spirit ring, and he can have such attack power simply by relying on his innate spirit power.
What's more, it can also transform into combat armor to provide defense; the versatility of this martial spirit is simply astonishing.
Just then, Ling Feng suddenly withdrew all the vines, and his armor began to peel away.
"Elder Yueguan, I... I have no soul power left."
Ling Feng said weakly, his face turning pale.
Yue Guan then realized that Ling Feng was only a six-year-old child, and although his innate soul power was level ten, the total amount was still limited.
It's already quite an achievement to be able to maintain that level of attack.
"Excellent, very good."
Yue Guan nodded in satisfaction, already having the idea of taking on a disciple.
Such talent, such a plant-based martial soul—it would be a complete waste not to take him as a disciple.
Only he himself could properly teach Ling Feng, who was also a plant-type soul master.
"Xiao Feng, would you like to become my disciple?"
Yue Guan's voice carried a hint of anticipation.
Ling Feng was overjoyed. Although he hadn't been accepted as a disciple by Bibi Dong, becoming Yue Guan's disciple was still a good option.
After all, Yue Guan is a Title Douluo and has profound expertise in plant-type martial souls.
Moreover, Yue Guan also possesses information about the immortal herb, which is extremely important.
"This disciple is willing!" Ling Feng knelt down and bowed without hesitation. "Greetings, Master!"
Yue Guan laughed heartily and quickly helped Ling Feng up: "Good, good, good. From today onwards, you are my disciple, Yue Guan."
"However," Yue Guan changed the subject, "your talent is so outstanding, and your martial soul is so special, I need to take you to meet His Holiness the Pope."
Ling Feng's heart tightened; he was finally about to meet Bibi Dong.
Although he knew the plot, he was still a little nervous when he actually faced the Queen of Douluo Continent.
"Let's go to the Papal Palace."
Yue Guan straightened his clothes and led Ling Feng toward the Papal Palace.
Along the way, Ling Feng felt a mix of emotions.
Bibi Dong, she's one of the most complicated women in Douluo Continent.
She possesses both unparalleled beauty and formidable strength, but also a tragic past and a twisted heart.
If only we could change Bibi Dong's twisted mind, but that's easier said than done.
Soon, the two arrived at the entrance of the Papal Palace.
Upon seeing Yue Guan, the guard immediately bowed respectfully: "Elder Yue Guan."
"I'm taking this child to see His Holiness the Pope," Yue Guan said.
"Please wait a moment, I'll go and inform them right away."
The guards strode into the hall.
A moment later, the guard returned: "His Holiness the Pope requests your presence."
Inside the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong was handling the affairs of the Spirit Hall.
Upon hearing the guard's report, she put down the documents in her hand.
"Elder Yueguan wants to take on a disciple?"
Bibi Dong said with great interest,
"A child whose martial spirit is so extraordinary that even Elder Yueguan wants to take him as a disciple must be quite remarkable."
She knew Yue Guan's personality well. Although this Chrysanthemum Douluo was powerful, he rarely paid attention to the younger generation.
The fact that he took the initiative to offer to take on a disciple shows that this boy named Ling Feng is indeed exceptional.
Soon, Yue Guan led Ling Feng into the Papal Palace.
"Your Holiness," Yue Guan bowed respectfully, "Ling Feng's talent is indeed remarkable, and his martial soul is also quite unique. I would like to take him as my disciple."
Bibi Dong nodded, her gaze falling on Ling Feng.
As soon as Ling Feng entered the Papal Palace, he kept his head down, not daring to look directly at Bibi Dong.
It wasn't because I was afraid, but because I was nervous.
After all, this is Bibi Dong, the legendary woman of Douluo Continent.
"Child, lift your head," Bibi Dong said gently.
Ling Feng slowly raised his head, and when he saw Bibi Dong for the first time, he was completely stunned.
It's so beautiful.
It's so beautiful.
Bibi Dong wore a long purple dress, and her long purple hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall.
That face was so exquisite, like a work of art, with features so perfect that there wasn't a single flaw.
What's most impressive about her are her purple eyes, deep and mysterious, as if they can see into a person's heart.
The signs of time are almost invisible on Bibi Dong's face and body.
Instead, it adds a unique charm to a mature woman.
"What a beautiful older sister!" Ling Feng exclaimed.
He regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth.
Upon hearing this, Yue Guan's expression immediately changed, and he quickly reprimanded:
"Xiao Feng! How dare you speak to His Holiness the Pope like that? Apologize at once!"
Ling Feng was about to apologize when he heard Bibi Dong chuckle.
"It's alright, children say the darndest things." Bibi Dong's face showed a long-lost smile.
Being praised for her beauty by a six-year-old child made her feel good.
Children's words are more sincere than the flattery of adults.
"Xiao Feng, is it?" Bibi Dong said gently, "Release your martial spirit and let me see it."
Ling Feng nodded, took a deep breath, and began to mobilize the soul power within his body.
Emerald light surged from his hand, and the Cloud Vine reappeared.
But at the very moment the martial spirit was released, Bibi Dong suddenly felt a strange fluctuation.
Her martial soul, the Death Spider Emperor, trembled slightly within her body, as if drawn by something.
This feeling...
Bibi Dong frowned slightly; she was very familiar with this feeling.
It's like the resonance that occurs when a martial soul fusion skill is created.
But how is that possible?
Her martial soul is the Death Spider Emperor. How could a plant-type Cloud Vine resonate with her martial soul?
The creation of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill requires extremely demanding conditions. Not only must the Martial Souls be complementary, but the compatibility between the Soul Masters must also be extremely high.
Moreover, to her knowledge, there has never been a precedent for a fusion skill between plant-type and spider-type martial souls.
"This martial spirit..."
Bibi Dong carefully observed the Cloud Vine in Ling Feng's hand.
It appears ordinary on the surface, but she can sense the special power contained within it.
"Xiao Feng, besides ordinary attacks, does your martial soul have any other abilities?" Bibi Dong asked.
Ling Feng glanced at Yue Guan, and seeing him nod in agreement, he then spoke:
"Your Holiness, my martial spirit can transform into armor."
"Oh? Show me."
Bibi Dong became interested.
(End of chapter)