Super King of Soldiers in the City

At this moment, the space seemed to become stagnant, and the breathing of all the monks present became heavy.

The two great saints of the temple gate, Xia Yuan and Qiang Caiyi, had a heart beating, and their eyes looked at the high platform without blinking.

They all wanted to know who the Saint Son selected by the Sect Master and the Saint Son who might become their master was.

Under the high platform, Tianjiao, the powerhouse of the various sects, looked at the high platform with a dignified expression. They also wanted to know who the saint son was.

Only the five true disciples of the temple gate, the ten core disciples, were unwilling and disappointed in their hearts.

Because up to now, they have not received the news that they have been canonized as the Son. Obviously, they have no relationship with the Son.

For a moment, all the monks on the scene either stared at the high platform or looked around.

The atmosphere was very solemn.

Under the high platform, Zi Yan also stopped chattering, looking around with scorching eyes, obviously she also wanted to know who the son was.

However, at this moment, Wang Fan stood up suddenly, and then slowly walked towards the high platform.

When Zi Yan saw this scene, her expression changed drastically, "Brother Wang, what are you going to do?"

She was a little panicked, but now when the temple gate invited the holy son, what did Wang Fan stand out for?

She wanted to hold Wang Fan, but unfortunately it was too late, because Wang Fan had already left.

Looking at Wang Fan who walked out of the other tianjiaos in Shenyi Academy, their expressions were also gloomy.

"What are you going to do, don't you get me back!" The Yuru ruthlessly scolded Wang Fan.

She was almost mad and scared to death. At this critical moment, Wang Fan bravely stood up. What does this mean?

You know, after the canonization, you can challenge, but you are absolutely not allowed to make trouble at this time, otherwise you will definitely be shot to death, and even directly involve them in the Shenyi Academy.

"People are inviting Shengzi, you are a casual cultivator, what do you stand up for?"

"Damn bastard, what do you want to do? Are you trying to harm me like this?"

"Seniors, I really can't help but make everyone laugh. This person is not a member of the First Academy of God. He only came across on the road and brought him here."

The other disciples of Shenyi Academy also scolded one after another, and some even hurriedly bowed and apologized to the emperor and others on the high platform.

They are really scared, and scared to death.

If they had known that Wang Fan would be so rash, they would never bring Wang Fan here.

However, the emperor and others on the high platform were very indifferent, and they did not pay attention to the people of Shenyi Academy.

Naturally, Wang Fan ignored them, he just smiled faintly at Zi Yan, and strode towards the high platform.

Da da da.

His footsteps were very light, but he still made a slight noise.

Soon, under the shocking gaze of all the monks, Wang Fan had already stepped up the steps and onto the high platform.

"Welcome to the Son!"

The moment Wang Fan stepped onto the high platform, on the high platform, except for the emperor, the other two bowed again.

Saint Son, this is second only to the successor of the gate master, the future helm of the temple gate.

Although Wang Fan's cultivation is inferior to them, in terms of status, they are inferior to Wang Fan, so Wang Fan must be respected.

Wang Fan smiled bitterly, waved his hand slightly, and quickly walked to the center of the high platform.

The emperor looked at Wang Fan and asked with a serious expression, "Wang Fan, I ask you, would you like to be the Saint Son of my temple?"

"You have to know that if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. If you become a holy son, you must accept tests and challenges. Once you lose, you will most likely end up in death."

"Although you are a disciple of this seat, you are also a candidate for the saint son of my temple. However, this seat wants to ask you one last time."

When Wang Fan heard this, he felt depressed. It's already this time. Could it be that he said he didn't want to? At that time, I'm afraid that he will be beaten to death by this cheap master without other people's hands.

Of course, thinking so in his heart, Wang Fan didn't show it at all, but nodded, "Return to Master, I am willing!"

When Wang Fan's voice fell, the emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

If he hadn't had that horrible, thin and big hand, he might not have much fear, but now, he must respect Wang Fan's opinions.

If Wang Fan didn't want it, he didn't dare to persecute Wang Fan. He didn't know Jingua, what level of power possessed that thin and big hand.

Below the high platform.

Xiaoqing Xiaoyu and the maid looked at Wang Fan who was standing on the high platform, and they were a little confused.

Rao is that they have also become Immortal Venerables, but their expressions at this moment are just like ordinary women, their mouths are so wide that they can definitely lay eggs.

They couldn't believe their eyes.

When Xia Yuan saw Wang Fan, his eyes became complicated for an instant, but he quickly adjusted his mentality.

Yes, Wang Fan is so powerful, she had already expected it, didn't she?

It makes sense, nothing is expected.

As for the rose clothing, it was a tremor in his heart, unable to calm down for a long time.

She didn't expect that the guy who was canonized, the guy who was about to become her master, turned out to be Wang Fan. The murderous intent in her heart was as turbulent as the waves, but it was also quickly concealed.

At Shenyi Academy, Zi Yan and Yuru were stupid, and those disciples who scolded Wang Fan were also stupid.

How is this possible?

"Next, there will be a canonization ceremony. Wear a holy crown and a holy robe!"

The emperor didn't pay attention to the shock of those people at all, and he spoke out again.

At the same time, there are already several beautiful and powerful female repairmen, dragging the jade pan to walk up.

On that jade plate, it was the holy crown and robe that had been made for Wang Fan.

When Wang Fan looked at the pile of clothes, he was utterly dumbfounded.

Is it necessary to be so complicated?

Soon, those sect elders took over the holy crown and robe and put them on Wang Fan.

Wang Fan was like a wooden person throughout the whole journey, letting him toss.

He missed the maid Xiaoqing Xiaoyu and the others a little now, if they would wear this dress for themselves, it would be great.

It's a pity that these elders who don't know how many years have lived, he really is about to collapse.

After half an hour of tossing, the canonization ceremony finally came to an end and entered the challenge phase.

The emperor had just left the high platform with the elders, and a monk stood up and said loudly, "Why? Who is he, and why can he become the Saint Son of my temple? I Han Qian is not convinced!"

Accompanied by the voice, Han Qian's figure flickered, and he jumped directly on the high platform.

And watching Han Qian who appeared, the whole scene instantly became quiet again.

Almost everyone knows this Han Qian, even the top sect elders, no exception.

Because this Han Qian is the first of the five true disciples of the temple gate and the fifth evil evildoer on the Immortal Respect Ranking.

No one thought that Han Qian would be the first to stand up and challenge.

The emperor who had left the high platform saw Han Qian standing up first, sighed, couldn't help but shook his head slightly, and slowly said, "Anyone who refuses to accept can challenge him, life or death!"

The reason why he said the last four words was because he was afraid that Wang Fan would have scruples.

Because Han Qian is very strong, once Wang Fan has scruples, he is likely to lose.

But Wang Fan cannot be defeated!