In the vast clouds, a spaceship flew past like a meteor, approaching the capital city of Longao Empire.
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 who has surpassed the king realm may not be able to break through it in a short time. This shows the background 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 any fighting. Everyone behaved extremely well.
Obviously, the Longao Empire has a very good management system and is very strong, so all the monks do not dare to cause chaos 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 seeing Wang Fan and his party, those people 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.
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, before they reached that area, a fat middle-aged man wearing a Chinese robe had already appeared from 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 and looked to be in their thirties.
The man was dressed in purple, handsome and somewhat elegant.
However, judging from the cold light that occasionally flashed in his eyes, he was by no means as elegant as he appeared 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 middle-aged fat man who came closer, and then listened to his voice, his face immediately turned ugly.
Although this Nine Kingdoms Competition has little to do with their city, they are only responsible for selecting people to participate. But even so, the city lords of the major cities will compete.
The Nine Nations Monk Conference is held every ten years, and for two consecutive times in Wushuang City, no one has been shortlisted for the top 200 in the Hundred Cities Competition.
Even a hundred
Not being able to enter the top 200 in the City Competition is equivalent to not actually getting a spot to participate in the Nine Kingdoms Competition, let alone entering the top 100 in the Nine Kingdoms Competition.
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 among the top 200. It was even very possible that Wang Fan would be able to enter the top 100 in the Nine Kingdoms Competition.
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, come? As for whether my quota in Wushuang City is a waste, I won'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. It seems that your Wushuang City is really deserted.
ah."
"Even monks at the first level can be shortlisted to participate in the Hundred Cities Competition. I am afraid that I will be at the bottom again this time."
Following He Zhengren's voice, the man and woman behind him immediately looked towards Wang Fan.
There was a hint of disdain in the woman's eyes, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across the corner of the young man's mouth.
Even the nine people who were Tu Yizhao with Wang Fan looked at Wang Fan with evil eyes, obviously feeling that Wang Fan had lost one of their people.
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After listening to these words, Fan's expression remained unchanged, but he felt unhappy in his heart.
As the lord of a city, this bastard used Wang Fan to attack Gong Xiangheng. It was really abominable.
However, Wang Fan did not speak. Firstly, the strength of this bastard had reached the third level of the King Realm, and it was difficult for him to deal with him. Secondly, he did not want to be too prominent at the moment.
After hearing this, Gong Xiangheng did not get angry, but snorted coldly, turned around and continued to leave. But at this moment, Na and Zhengren spoke again.
"Come here." He suddenly pointed his finger at one of the young men not far away, and immediately, the young man ran over quickly.
"Lord City Lord, please tell me what you need." The young man asked He Zhengren respectfully.
"No instructions. Don't you also want to participate in the Hundred Cities Competition? Now is your chance."
He Zhengren smiled and said, "Although you failed to get into the top ten in Hemu City, it doesn't matter. I have a question, are you willing to represent Wushuang City and participate in this hundred-city competition?"
As soon as He Zhengren said these words, the expressions of Gong Xiangheng and Wang Fan and the others changed.
He Zhengren's move is obviously looking down on Gong Xiangheng and slapping Gong Xiangheng in the face! His words are already a huge provocation to Wushuang City, Gong Xiangheng and Wang Fan!
After hearing this, the young man immediately became excited and said respectfully, "I am willing!"
"He Zhengren, what do you want to do? We have decided on the candidates for Wushuang City. When will we need you and Zhengren to allocate quotas?"
Gong Xiangheng couldn't help roaring angrily, and the breath from his body immediately spurted out uncontrollably.
It's just that his strength is only at the second level, which is one level lower than He Zhengren. He Zhengren just waved his hand slightly, and the pressure disappeared.