After all, Lan Meng is the leading saintly representative of the major holy palaces.
Not only is he powerful, but his talent is unmatched by anyone.
Among the many legitimate sons of the Lan family who are gifted with the power of light, Lan Meng is the best. There is no need for them to take the stage even if they are one-star, three-star or eight-star.
Sure enough, this competition system is a competition for the strong.
Good opportunities also come to those who are always prepared.
However, some smart people couldn't help but think that if the Lan clan took such initiative and directly let Lan Meng appear, wouldn't it mean that the people of Baisheng Palace had no chance to perform?
"Humph, you deserve it!" Zou Meng in the far corner said proudly.
Yan Du and Zou Zhenghong were also very happy, waiting to see Bai Shenggong's joke.
Only Zou Xiao couldn't help frowning and worried. He liked Baili Wenwen. No matter how indifferent her attitude was, he still couldn't control his heart.
Now except for the people from the Nine Stars Holy Palace, there is no one else at the scene who can take action.
Sacrificing the light: "That old guy in Lancanghai is getting more and more arrogant. No wonder the palace wants to suppress him."
"Accepted."
Meng Tingzong sat in Meng Ting: "Guangyang Divine Envoy's current status is irreplaceable, and the Guang family is enough to contain him."
Lan Mengxiao: "Holy Son Guang, accept the concession!"
"This White Holy Palace is only the Nine-Star Holy Palace. Don't have too much hope." Meng Ting was the only woman among the four. She blew on her red nails and said lazily.
After all, this one can gain favor in front of the palace master, and if he wins the second one, it will also prove the strength of the Guang family and put the Lan family in the face.
However, he knew both Lan Meng and Guang Fei were equally capable. It would be difficult for Fei'er to win.
Guangfei is Guangyang’s younger brother, about two years younger.
Lan Meng looked at Guang Fei. The mask on his face was a picture of sword dancing. It was obvious that this person must be a dance fanatic.
By the way, there are four more seats.
Guangyang didn't react much, as if he had already guessed his father's decision.
I saw a young man in red next to Palace Master Guang jump up directly, and then appeared in the center of the field in an instant.
There were only four people from the Seven Constellations, the Light Sacrifice Seat, the Mengting Seat, and the Silver Cloud Seat, and they were very low-key and did not participate in any struggle.
After all, unlike other major holy palaces, they have selfish motives. And they are directly under the same force as the Ministry of War in the hands of the Lord of the Guangming Palace. You only need to watch the excitement throughout the whole process.
Silver Cloud Seat: "Then tell me, who can stop their momentum now? At least defeat this Lan Meng. The Palace Master... I'm afraid he doesn't want them to win."
Looking at Lan Meng in the center of the field, among the silence and whispers, only Palace Master Guang was the first to speak: "Since Saint Lan Meng is so confident, then I will also send my Fei'er to the stage!"
The Seven Stars of the Seven Constellations looked at the center of the field and smiled: "This Lan Meng is getting stronger and stronger. Does Lan Canghai want her to replace Ruobing?"
Everyone in the audience held their breath. This master showdown made them excited. Low Star Holy Palace all urged their children to study. This was a rare moment to steal from others.
Baili Wenwen sat in the audience and watched this scene quietly. She didn't know Guang Fei's strength, but since Lan Meng was so confident, he must have the strength.
Now she is curious about Lan Meng's strength.
The reason why they are not the first to take the stage is because some people have taken the stage. Newcomers like Bai Shenggong do not need to take the limelight for the time being.