Xuan Jiu stared at Wang Fan with an extremely cold expression, as if he wanted to see Wang Fan's intentions clearly.
If looks could kill, he would have killed Wang Fan thousands of times.
You said that you can defeat a strong man on the eighth level of the Yellow Realm God. Why are you pretending to be here?
Are you embarrassed to ask me to suppress my cultivation to the level of Huang Realm God?
Especially, seeing that Wang Fan's expression was extremely serious and his eyes were so clear and simple, Xuan Jiu became even more angry.
But now, should he agree?
After all, Wang Fan's combat power is strong, but his cultivation level is only at the peak of the Holy Emperor. This is a fact.
Wang Fan looked at Xuan Jiu, stopped talking, and just started waiting quietly.
He was snoring in his heart, it was a dream that this kind of guy actually wanted to trick him.
No matter why Xuan Jiu came to trouble him, and no matter who was standing behind Xuan Jiu, Wang Fan would never give him a good look. .??.
Although there is not much difference between the first level Huang Realm God and the eighth level Huang Realm God, it is just that he can crush the opponent to death more easily, so why not do it.
The scene fell into a stalemate, and the monks below also fell into silence.
They looked at Xuan Jiu on the battlefield, and their expressions gradually began to change.
"Why doesn't this guy agree? What is he worried about?"
"Yes, you are a being who kills enemies across borders, and your cultivation is suppressed at the first level of the Yellow Realm God. Isn't this too much?"
"Isn't this guy afraid?"
A series of noisy sounds couldn't help but come, and Xuan Jiu's expression began to change again.
When he was in the temple, he was a man of great influence, and he was a monster.
Now that he is being suspected in public, he is really losing face.
He knew he couldn't continue, so he gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, I agree."
I have no choice but to agree.
At the same time, he was thinking silently in his heart, Mr. Tang, it’s not that I don’t want to help you.
But this guy is too cunning and there is really nothing he can do to help.
He can only pray now that when Wang Fan takes action later, he will be gentler and defeat him with one move.
He would rather be hit back with a single blow than be brutally beaten.
When the beautiful woman saw Xuan Jiu agreeing, she immediately stepped aside and shouted:
"start."
Boom!
Almost as soon as the beautiful woman finished speaking, Wang Fan stood up from the ground like a cannonball and attacked Xuan Jiu with great ferocity.
At such a terrifying speed, even Xuan Jiu couldn't help but feel slightly sluggish.
In this stunned moment, there was a bang, and Wang Fan punched him in the face.
The violent divine energy exploded on Xuan Jiu's face, and a cloud of blood mist instantly erupted.
Xuan Jiu looked horrified. He was about to use that power to fly off the fighting platform and end the battle.
However, Wang Fan suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed his right arm, and then directly raised his leg.
Bang!
There was another explosion, and Wang Fan's knee struck hard on the bridge of Xuan Jiu's nose. With a click, Xuan Jiu's nose bone shattered.
Xuan Jiu was furious in his heart. He no longer cared about suppressing his cultivation, but planned to explode directly.
But before he could fully release his cultivation, Wang Fan had already grabbed his head and slammed it towards the ground.
Bang.
Boom.
With two explosions, the entire battle platform began to tremble.
Wang Fan had already sat down on Xuan Jiu, and his fists hit him like raindrops, looking quite ferocious.
Xuan Jiu was so filled with grief and anger that he almost vomited blood.
Even if he wanted to explode his cultivation level, he could no longer do so.
He has finally realized that even if he doesn't suppress his cultivation, he can't defeat the bastard in front of him at all, let alone suppressing his cultivation in the first place.
He hates it so much. Is this guy a monk or the Holy Emperor? Is there such a vulgar and barbaric Holy Emperor?
The monks below also had their eyes widened and their mouths were dumbfounded.
Xuan Jiu was defeated like this? He had no power to fight back?
The most ridiculous thing is, are the two people on the battlefield fighting? Is this still a battle between monks of the Holy Emperor? Why does it feel like a fight between those blind fools among mortals?
"this······"
Jian Wu looked at this scene and couldn't help but wipe her forehead, feeling quite speechless.
Good guy, he is worthy of being a monster on the Saint Emperor's Top 100 list. This is really, really unique.
The beautiful woman also opened her rosy little mouth, her beautiful eyes were unblinking, and her face was covered with black lines and cold sweat.
Wang Fan just held down Xuan Jiu and beat him for a full minute in full view of everyone before he finally stopped.
He cursed secretly in his heart, why do you, a bastard, target me? If you want to use me to become famous, you deserve it if I can't beat you to death.
But on the surface, he said humbly: "I accept it."
Xuan Jiu got up in a daze. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, like a pig's head. It was really unbearable to look at.
His injuries were not serious because Wang Fan did not hit him hard.
However, Wang Fan's blast caused huge psychological harm to him.
When had he, Xuan Jiu, been beaten so badly? The most disgusting thing was that he still couldn't shout out and admit defeat. Even those superficial injuries could not be recovered immediately.
Obviously, Wang Fan did this intentionally.
Xuan Jiu stared at the innocent-looking Wang Fan, gritted his teeth, and then said
Don't say anything, just turn around and walk away.
He knew that before long, he would become the second Wu Lan.
No, he is even worse than Wu Lan.
Among the crowd, Wu Lan was extremely angry when he saw this scene and wanted to beat Wang Fan to death.
This bastard is so hateful and infuriating.
He stared at Wang Fan so hard that he almost wanted to kill him himself.
Wang Fan glanced at the crowd and quickly saw Wu Lan.
Looking at Wu Lan's expression, he couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that Xuan Jiu was related to this guy?
Although according to what Jian Wu said, Xuan Jiu was not from the Wu family, nor could he be from Wu Lan.
But who can say for sure about this kind of thing?
After all, this was his first time at Huangtian Temple, and he didn't offend many people. Apart from that Ba Snake, it was Wu Lan.
Ba She's cultivation is so weak, and he has already come to apologize, is it necessary to do this again? What's more, he can't hire someone like Xuan Jiu, right?
Therefore, after all calculations, Wu Lan is the only one.
As for the Wang family, Wang Fan didn't think about it, because Wang Huang knew his strength. The eighth level of Huang Realm God was just delivering food, which was completely meaningless.
While Wang Fan was thinking about this, the beautiful woman had already flown onto the battlefield and announced: "Congratulations to Junior Brother Wang Fan for becoming a member of our temple. Huangtian Temple welcomes you to join."
As soon as the voice fell, everyone below recovered from their previous speechlessness and shock, and they all looked at Wang Fan with envy.
You know, this is the first time a beautiful woman has spoken words of welcome to a student.
However, they had nothing to say about it.
Who makes him a monster on the Saint Emperor's Top 100 list, and he is also a powerful person who can kill Xuan Jiu in an instant.
When Wang Fan heard this, he quickly smiled and returned the greeting: "Sister, you're welcome."
This chapter has been completed!