Amidst the vast clouds, a spaceship speeds past like a shooting star, approaching the imperial capital of the Long Ao Empire. Pinshu
As the spaceship passed by, all the bandits gave way and no one dared to stop it.
After more than half a month of flying, Wang Fan and his party successfully arrived at the Imperial City.
Looking at the huge city gate and feeling the majestic atmosphere, Wang Fan's eyes were filled with shock.
Even though he had visited many cities over the years, this was the first time he saw such a huge and magnificent capital city.
Let alone anything else, the city defense formation alone was enough to shock Wang Fan.
According to Wang Fan's estimation, once the city defense formation is activated, even a strong man in the Yue King realm may not be able to break through it in a short time. This shows the foundation of the Long Ao Empire.
Perhaps due to the monks' conference, the Imperial City was already overcrowded and packed to the brim.
However, although there were many monks, Wang Fan did not see anyone fighting together. Everyone behaved extremely well.
Obviously, the Longao Empire is very well managed and very powerful, so all the monks do not dare to mess around in the city.
"Let's go, let's go to the base first." Wushuang City Lord Gong Xiangheng said to everyone, and then led the way.
Wang Fan and his party quickly followed behind.
More than an hour later, everyone arrived at a huge manor.
This manor is very large, and it is obviously not owned by Wushuang City, but is the residence of people from several cities.
After Wang Fan and his party entered, they saw countless people walking around the manor.
After those people saw Wang Fan and his party, they all looked over, with obvious hostility in their eyes. Obviously, these people were also participating in the war on behalf of their city.
Gong Xiangheng ignored those people and led Wang Fan and his party directly towards an area.
However, before they reached that area, a fat young man in a Chinese robe appeared not far away, and loud laughter could be heard.
"Who am I? It turns out to be Brother Gong. Why, you Wushuang City are also here to participate in the Hundred Cities General Election?"
Although this person was smiling, his voice was full of sarcasm, "I remember the last few hundred city elections, it seems like no one from your Wushuang City has been shortlisted for the top two hundred, right?"
"I said Brother Gong, why do you have to be so persistent and embarrass yourself by coming here? If no one from your Wushuang city can be selected this time, wouldn't your old face be completely embarrassed again?"
"Hey, giving you ten places in Wushuang City is a waste."
As the fat man spoke, he approached Wang Fan and his group.
Behind him, there was a man and a woman.
The man and woman were both very young, looking to be in their thirties.
The man was dressed in purple, handsome and somewhat elegant.
However, judging from the cold light that occasionally flashes in his eyes, he is by no means as elegant as he appears on the surface.
The woman was wearing a skirt, with curvaceous curves and curves. Her appearance was also extremely beautiful, but her face was cold and her expression was full of arrogance.
Gong Xiangheng looked at the fat young man who came closer, and then listened to his voice, his face immediately turned ugly.
Although the Nine Kingdoms are large, they have little to do with their city. They are only responsible for selecting people to participate. But even so, the city lords of each major city will also participate.
The Nine Kingdoms Monk Conference is held every ten years, and in his Wushuang City, no one has been shortlisted for the top two hundred of the Hundred Cities twice in a row.
Not even being able to enter the top 200 of the Hundred Cities University is equivalent to not really getting a place to participate in the Nine Kingdoms University, let alone entering the top 100 of the Nine Kingdoms University.
Because of these things, Gong Xiangheng was ridiculed by other city lords, and he was completely humiliated. At the same time, this also became a thorn in Gong Xiangheng's heart.
Originally, Gong Xiangheng did not plan to lead the team to the capital this time, but he immediately changed his mind after discovering that Wang Fan had hidden his strength.
He believed that with Wang Fan's true strength, there would be absolutely no problem in being ranked among the top 200. It was even very possible that Wang Fan would be able to enter the top 100 in the Nine Kingdoms.
Once Wang Fan can really enter the top 100, then he can get back all the face he lost the first two times and feel proud again.
Gong Xiangheng did not quarrel with the fat man. He snorted in displeasure, "Who am I? It turns out to be the Lord of Hemu City and Zhengren City."
"You can come, so why can't I, Gong? As for whether my quota in Wushuang City is a waste, I don't bother you to worry about it."
Gong Xiangheng said, not bothering to pay attention to this guy, and walked directly to leave.
But at this moment, Na and Zhengren's eyes fell on Wang Fan, and he said with an exaggerated smile, "Tsk, tsk, there are actually first-level monks."