That "Wait a minute," clear and calm, seemed particularly abrupt in the atmosphere.

All eyes were focused on the source of the sound—Ning Liu.

Seahorse Douluo's heart skipped a beat, and he frantically signaled to Ning Liu with his eyes not to do anything rash.

That's the High Priest!

The spokesperson of the sea god on earth!

The consequences of angering her are something none of them can bear.

However, Ning Liu seemed not to have noticed his hint. Meeting Poseidon's calm and unwavering gaze, he bowed slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"High Priest, before the sixth test begins, I have something I would like to say to you privately."

These words caused an uproar in the audience.

Tell them privately?

With the High Priest?

The resolute face of Hailong Douluo twitched. He felt that Ning Liu's courage was no longer a matter of being big or small; he was simply insane!

On Mount Poseidon, before the high priest, what is there that cannot be said in public?

This in itself is offensive!

The guardians of the Seven Pillars held their breath, not daring to utter a sound, for fear that they would witness the wrath of thunder descend at any moment.

Poseidon's gaze remained unchanged, still indifferent.

She didn't answer immediately, and time seemed to stretch out endlessly in that moment, each second like a heavy hammer striking everyone's hearts.

Xiao Wu, Yang Bubai, and the others clenched their fists nervously, their palms sweating. They didn't understand what Ning Liu was going to do, but they chose to believe him unconditionally.

Just as Seahorse Douluo was about to plead for mercy, Poseidon finally made her move.

She gently tapped the ground with her golden scepter.

"Buzz—"

A soft blue light curtain instantly spread out, like an inverted giant bowl, enveloping her and Ning Liu and isolating them from all external sounds and prying eyes.

She actually agreed.

Seahorse Douluo and Sea Dragon Douluo exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock and confusion in each other's eyes.

The High Priest's code of conduct has never had an exception in the past hundred years, so what's going on today?

Inside the light curtain, Ning Liu and Poseidon stood facing each other.

"Speak."

Poseidon's voice remained unreadable, "I'm curious, what could possibly give you the audacity to make such a request of me?"

Ning Liu didn't speak, but simply raised his eyes, looking at her with clear and firm gaze.

The next moment, a surge of pure soul power subtly established a spiritual bridge between him and Poseidon.

Transmitting sound through soul power.

Poseidon raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat surprised, but did not stop her.

A message silently seeped into her mind.

At first, Poseidon's expression remained calm and indifferent, as if what Ning Liu said was nothing but nonsense.

But soon, for the first time, a ripple appeared in her calm eyes.

It was a violent surge of shock and disbelief.

Her knuckles turned slightly white from gripping the golden scepter tightly.

The enormous gemstone set at the top of the scepter shone with an unpredictable, flickering light.

Immediately afterwards, a look of doubt appeared on her face.

She scrutinized Ning Liu, her gaze seemingly trying to see through his very soul and discern every truth and falsehood in his words.

Ke Ningliu's gaze remained open and honest, allowing her to investigate.

As more information flooded in, Poseidon's body trembled almost imperceptibly. An unusual blush spread unexpectedly from her snow-white neck, quickly reaching her ears.

It was a kind of shyness that had been buried for nearly a century, a shyness that even she herself had almost forgotten.

She seemed to have transformed back into the girl who waited by the sea for her beloved's promise, instead of the majestic and incomparable high priestess who now reigned over the island of Poseidon.

Finally, when Ning Liu's telepathic message ended, all the emotions in her eyes—shock, doubt, and embarrassment—faded away, replaced by an unprecedented, almost burning, dazzling light!

That was exhilarating!

It is hope!

It is the excitement of finally seeing the dawn after being suppressed for endless years!

She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, causing her magnificent red robe to sway.

"Are you... telling the truth?"

This time, her voice was no longer transmitted through soul power, but was asked aloud in a genuine tone, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

"nature!"

Ning Liu's voice was clear and powerful.

Poseidon closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she had regained the calm that belonged to a peerless Douluo.

However, something new appeared deep in those eyes, something that had never existed before.

She tapped her scepter lightly again, and the blue light that enveloped the two of them quietly dissipated.

"We can begin." Ning Liu stepped back a few paces and nodded to Xiao Wu and the others.

Everyone was still in a state of great confusion. What exactly happened in that short moment within the light screen? Why did the High Priest's aura seem... gentler?

"My lord, this..."

Xu Jiushi stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Are we really going to fight? Or should we do it ourselves..."

In his view, facing a Limit Douluo like the High Priest, it would be no different for Xiao Wu and the others to go up there and die.

"fine."

Ning Liu smiled and gave them a reassuring look. "Just watch. Show them your best skills, don't hold back."

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance. Despite their doubts, their trust in Ning Liu outweighed everything else.

"good!"

Xiao Wu took the lead, her seventh spirit ring suddenly shone brightly, and a crimson light shot into the sky!

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