Douluo: Protects Our Spirit Hall

 In the lounge.

Three people watching the game with Ye Qifeng were Qian Renxue, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.

However, the thoughts of this woman and two girls were all focused on Ye Qifeng alone, and they had no time to pay too much attention to the competition between the Shrek Seven Monsters and the Elephant Academy.

Qian Renxue firmly occupied the position next to Ye Qifeng, with almost her whole body hanging on the latter.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling could only sit on the sofa opposite them, looking eagerly at the empty seat next to Ye Qifeng. They wanted to sit there, but they didn't dare because they were worried about Qian Renxue's attitude. Act rashly.

Although Qian Renxue has accepted the existence of the two girls, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, and vaguely regards them as sisters, within a short period of time, she still has some grudges in her heart.

It is precisely because of this contradictory mentality that every time Qian Renxue looks at Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, she can't help but be a little wary in her eyes, as if she is afraid that they will take Ye Qifeng away from her. Similar.

However, Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel a little funny when she saw that Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling always spoke softly and cautiously when facing her, and their words and deeds all revealed the intention of being close and flattering.

Especially when they affectionately called her "Sister Xue'er", Qian Renxue felt so happy and satisfied.

The game outside is in full swing, and there is a lot of affection in the lounge. The joy in it is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

 And Ye Qifeng was in pain and happy.

 …

I don’t know how much time passed, but suddenly there were two short knocks on the double doors of the lounge, followed by a deep voice as loud as a gong:

“Hu Yanzhen of the Xiangjia Sect brought his grandson Hu Yanli to ask for an audience with His Highness the Holy Son.”

The sudden knock on the door and the deep voice startled Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling in the lounge. Then they immediately realized the identity of the person who came, and their eyes widened in surprise:

"Hu Yanzhen? Hu Yanli? The leader of the Xiangjia Sect and his grandson?"

 Ye Qifeng and Qian Renxue, who were leaning together across from each other, were not surprised.

With their Soul Douluo-level cultivation and their powerful spiritual perception far beyond ordinary soul masters, they had already noticed Hu Yanzhen's arrival before he even came to the door of the lounge.

Qian Renxue did not want to leave Ye Qifeng's arms, but gently raised her head from Ye Qifeng's shoulder. Her beautiful blue eyes glanced in the direction of the lounge door, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned:

"Why are they here? They came here specifically. Xiaofeng, did you call them here?"

"no."

Facing Qian Renxue’s questioning gaze, Ye Qifeng shook his head.

 “Do you want to see them?”

Qian Renxue asked again.

“You’re all here, let’s meet him. I happen to have something to talk to him about.”

Ye Qifeng smiled softly and exchanged glances with Qian Renxue.

 “Then I’ll get out of the way first.”

Qian Renxue immediately understood and immediately stood up from Ye Qifeng's arms without any hesitation.

 Ye Qifeng nodded: "Yeah."

Qian Renxue's current appearance is that of her real body. Not many people have seen her true appearance, and even fewer people know her identity as the young master of Wuhun Palace. Logically speaking, there is no harm in staying here.

Just for the sake of safety, it is better to see as few people as possible, so as not to leak the news and cause unnecessary trouble to her.

“Two sisters, come on, let’s hide in the back first.”

After getting up, Qian Renxue turned around and walked towards the back of the lounge. As she walked, she waved to Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling.

Behind the lounge, there is an antique screen, and behind the screen is a spacious dressing room, which is specially designed to provide changing services for VIPs resting here.

  After all, when a soul master fights souls, the most easily damaged items are his clothes, and the changing room is a standard feature that every rest room in the Tiandou Soul Fighting Arena must have, as well as supporting toilets and shower rooms.

 “Oh, okay, sister Xueer.”

Hearing this, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling hurriedly responded in unison as if awakened from a dream, then jumped up from the soft sofa, followed Qian Renxue's footsteps, walked into the dressing room behind the screen, and tried their best to contain their breath and hide. .

 The dressing room is spacious enough to hide three women.

"come in."

After Qian Renxue and the other three walked into the locker room, Ye Qifeng said calmly with a warm voice.

 After knocking on the door and making a request to see him, Hu Yanzhen said nothing again. Instead, he stood quietly and respectfully waited for the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace in the lounge to make a decision.

Hu Yanzhen did not dare to use his mental power to explore the situation inside the house without authorization, so he did not know how many people were inside or who were inside.

 But he can be sure that the Holy Son of Ye Qifeng is definitely inside.

This is the information he just got out of the platinum bishop Salas of Tiandou Temple through hard work.

Hu Yanli's body was covered with bandages, and he stood behind Hu Yanzhen without daring to make a sound. In addition to the tension written on his expression, there was also some obvious anticipation and excitement.

After being treated by the tournament's official healing spirit master, the wounds and bloodstains on his body caused by the head-to-head confrontation with Tang San had been treated, and his injuries were no longer serious.

 It’s just that it will take a certain amount of time to fully recover.

But Hu Yanzhen couldn't wait to give him time to recover. As soon as the treatment was over, he took him hurriedly to the lounge where Ye Qifeng was and asked to see Ye Qifeng.

Hu Yanzhen naturally had a purpose in coming to see the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace this time.

 First, for the sake of etiquette, as a subject of Wuhun Palace, I should come to pay homage to the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace.

Second, in order to look familiar, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace has been established for more than ten years, but as the leader of the subordinate forces supported by Wuhun Palace, I have never met him. Now I have the opportunity to meet him. See, it will come naturally.

The third reason is to find a better future for Hu Yanli, his most promising eldest grandson. If he can get even a little bit of benefit from the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, it will be a huge benefit to his grandson.

As for whether to see him or not, it all depends on the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. Hu Yanzhen did not dare to complain at all.

 After waiting for a moment, a young male voice soon came from the lounge.

The tone of this voice was slightly plain, but it was gentle and easy-going. In the ears of Hu Yanzhen and Hu Yanli, it was as sweet as the sound of nature. Happy smiles appeared on the faces of both grandfather and grandson almost at the same time.

After receiving the permission to meet, Hu Yanzhen immediately stretched out his hands that were larger than the cattail leaf fan, gently grasped the door handle, and slowly pushed it in, as if he was afraid that if he accidentally used too much force, the two doors would be destroyed. It looks like it was torn apart.

The door was unlocked, so Hu Yanzhen easily pushed open the double doors of the lounge. He immediately saw a tall, handsome young man sitting in the center of the spacious soft sofa in the lounge.

　　It is the seven winds of the night.

“Xiangjia Sect Hu Yanzhen, see His Royal Highness Shengzi.”

Hu Yanzhen led his grandson Hu Yanli in quickly, closed the door smoothly, and then quickly came to Ye Qifeng. He put his legs together, made a fist with his right hand and pressed it against his left chest, then bent down and bowed.

As the sect leader of the Xiangjia Sect, one of the lower four sects among the seven major sects, Hu Yanzhen, like Ning Fengzhi of the Qibao Glazed Sect, has the honorary title of a guest elder in Wuhun Hall. Logically speaking, he is not allowed to salute Ye Qifeng.

but.

The Xiangjia Sect is quite special. It is an affiliated force supported by Wuhun Palace. In addition, Hu Yanzhen was originally from Wuhun Palace. He still needs to salute when facing Ye Qifeng, who has a higher status than him.

It’s just a matter of bowing.

Hu Yanzhen is an eighty-seventh level Soul Douluo. His status in the Wuhun Palace is second only to the titled Douluo elders in the Elders Palace. The same level as the six platinum bishops in the temple.

In addition to the need to kneel down when meeting the Pope, when meeting the Elder of the Elder Hall who is under the Pope but has a higher status than him, and the Holy Son of Wuhun Hall who is slightly higher than the elder by half a level, you only need to kneel down. Just bow and salute.

As two strong men stepped into the lounge, the entire space instantly seemed cramped. Ye Qifeng felt that the light suddenly dimmed, and two behemoths had already arrived in front of him, bringing a strong sense of visual oppression.

Even though he had long known that Hu Yanzhen and Hu Yanli had special body shapes, Ye Qifeng still felt an unprecedented shock when their huge bodies stood in front of him.

Especially Hu Yanzhen, who is three meters tall and weighs more than 700 kilograms. He is like a huge mountain of meat. To put it more exaggeratedly, he takes up almost half of the space in the lounge.

Relatively speaking, Hu Yanli, who is only 2.5 meters tall and weighs more than 500 kilograms, stands in front of Hu Yanzhen, but he looks like a younger brother, uh, like a grandson. Well, he is originally a grandfather and grandson.

I can only say that if you don’t enter the same family, the Diamond Mammoth Spirit is so terrifying.

“Master Huyan, there is no need to be polite.”

Reluctantly suppressing the shock in his heart, Ye Qifeng calmly accepted Hu Yanzhen's salute, but still waved his hand and was polite as usual.

Then he looked at Hu Yanli, who was half a body behind Hu Yanzhen:

 “This person.”

“Reporting to His Royal Highness the Holy Son, this is my eldest grandson, Hu Yanli, who is twenty years old and holds the forty-third level of the Soul Sect.”

After the salute, Hu Yanzhen stood up straight, noticed Ye Qifeng turning his eyes to his grandson, and immediately introduced him.

"Li'er, what are you doing standing around here? Why don't you come and pay homage to His Highness the Holy Son?"

Seeing that his grandson Hu Yanli was still not polite, Hu Yan was shocked. He raised his hand that was bigger than a cattail leaf fan and slapped him on the back of his head. At the same time, he turned around and faced Ye Qifeng smiled sarcastically:

“Don’t be surprised, Your Highness the Son of God, this kid is good at everything, but he’s a bit too straightforward and can’t turn his head around.”

 You call this upright? Ye Qifeng looked at this scene and couldn't help showing a strange expression. Then he glanced at Hu Yanzhen's huge palm, which was almost twice the size of an ordinary person. Having said that, this slap of yours will definitely blow his brains out. Wasted?

  “It doesn’t matter.”

 Ye Qifeng waved his hand tolerantly.

 “Ah, oh oh, okay, grandpa.”

 After being slapped by his grandfather, Hu Yanli bared his teeth for a while, finally came to his senses and hurriedly responded.

Just now, he was only staring at His Highness the Holy Son, but he forgot what his grandfather had told him before. His behavior at this time seemed a bit rude.

 It’s not surprising that he behaved like this, mainly because His Royal Highness the Son was surprisingly young and seemed to be a year or two younger than him.

Although I had seen His Royal Highness the Son from a distance during the opening ceremony, this was the first time he was at such a close distance, so I subconsciously took a second look.

“Xiangjia Sect Hu Yanli pays homage to His Royal Highness the Son of Heaven.”

Hu Yanli did not dare to be lazy, so he quickly knelt down on one knee and performed a kneeling salute.

He is not a strong soul fighter like his grandfather Hu Yanzhen. Although he has the title of the Young Master of the Elephant Armor Sect, his strength is not good enough and he has no status in the Wuhun Palace.

And Wuhundian speaks with strength and status. At this time, when meeting Ye Qifeng, the saint son of Wuhundian who has a transcendent status, he should kneel down.

 “Get up.”

Ye Qifeng waved his hand to Hu Yanli to stand up, and then said:

"Hu Yanli, right? You are very good. I watched the game just now and you did a good job."

"Thank you, Your Highness, the Holy Son, for your appreciation." After receiving Ye Qifeng's appreciation, Hu Yanli looked happy, but soon felt that he had deserved it, and raised his hand to touch the back of his head:

“Unfortunately, we lost in the end.”

Ye Qifeng smiled softly and said truthfully:

"Actually, you don't have to mind. The overall strength of the Shrek Seven Monsters is not bad at all. It can almost be said to be on par with your Elephant Armor Academy. It's just that you are all defensive soul masters and you can't perform in front of the control soul masters. .”

"You were able to kill five of the other party. In my opinion, it is already a good result."

 “So don’t feel ashamed.”

“His Royal Highness the Son of God’s eyes were as bright as a torch, and he hit the nail on the head.” Before Hu Yanli could speak, Hu Yanzhen had taken the lead and expressed his agreement with Ye Qifeng’s words.

Hu Yanli also nodded. He was still a little depressed before, but suddenly he felt much better. He also had a good impression of the young Holy Son of Wuhun Palace in front of him.

 Of course, there is also more respect.

Being able to simply point out the essence of the failure of Xiangjia College.

“Sit down first. Well, there are no seats suitable for you here, so I won’t ask you to sit down.”

Ye Qifeng nodded slightly, and was about to invite the two of them to sit down, but after taking a look at their huge bodies, and then at the narrow sofas and sofas on the left and right, he had no choice but to change his words.

 “It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, we just stand.”

Hu Yanzhen and Hu Yanli obviously knew that their grandfather and grandson had special body shapes. The sofas and seats here could not bear their size and weight, so they took the initiative to ask that they just stand on their own.

They are the people of the Huyan clan of the Xiangjia sect who are born like this.

As long as one inherits the ancestral martial spirit Diamond Mammoth and reaches adulthood at the age of sixteen, not to mention men, not even women will be less than two meters tall and weigh less than 250 kilograms. (End of chapter)