At the same time, as everyone addressed the middle-aged man, Wang Fan also learned his identity.
This person turned out to be a prince, a younger brother of the emperor.
The middle-aged man did not take Wang Fan to meet the emperor, but came to a training ground.
This military training ground is extremely large, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers.
The middle-aged man grabbed a yellow military order with his right hand, handed it to Wang Fan and said, "This is the Dragon March order. From now on, the Dragon March is under your control, and will go to Tianyun with you." .??.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wang Fan took the military order and bowed to thank him.
After passing the general's order to Wang Fan, the middle-aged man shouted, "Dragon march, obey the order!"
Da da da.
Following his voice, the Dragon Marchers, who were still training, immediately gathered together quickly. In less than a moment, several extremely large square formations were formed.
"Report to your lord, the first team has been assembled."
"Report to your lord, the second team has been assembled."
"Report to the prince..."
After the gathering was completed, thunderous sounds rolled out and echoed throughout the void.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and once again had an understanding of the quality of Long March.
After everyone had gathered, the middle-aged man said slowly, "He will become your new commander. In three days, millions of dragons will march and follow him to Tianyun to take charge of the country."
"Dragon Marching obeys the order!"
The tens of thousands of marching dragons showed no signs of surprise and immediately responded to the order.
"There are only 100,000 dragons marching here, and the other 900,000 are all elsewhere. Next, I will take you to see them."
The middle-aged man said, and once again took Wang Fan to the training place where the other dragons marched.
Three days later, millions of dragons marched, and Wang Fan had seen them all, and was told that Wang Fan was the new commander.
They were gathered by Wang Fan in an extremely wide square. In the square, hundreds of huge aircraft were parked.
of battleships.
With a wave of Wang Fan's big hand, millions of dragon marchers boarded the battleship in a well-trained manner, leaving only a hundred dragon march leaders.
The strength of these hundreds of dragon march leaders has reached the seventh level or above, and the strongest one has reached the peak of the ninth level.
They looked at Wang Fan with respect, but there was doubt in their eyes.
Obviously, they were dissatisfied with Wang Fan.
Previously, they did not dare to make mistakes due to the pressure of the middle-aged man. But now that the middle-aged man was gone, only Wang Fan was left, and their unruly look immediately emerged.
"General, I heard that you are the first place in the Nine Kingdoms Monk Conference. Is this true? Why do I feel that your strength is only at the eighth level? Isn't it because the overall level of the monks in this Monk Conference is not good?
Bar?"
This was the voice of an enchanting female leader. When she was speaking, her eyes were turning over Wang Fan, brimming with charm.
This woman's name is Ji Yun, and her strength is at the ninth level. Although she is a woman, she is very clever, and all her soldiers are in awe of her. Even the other leaders, most of them do not dare to provoke her easily.
"Will, you have military orders, and of course we will not dare to disobey your orders. However, we still hope that you can show your true skills, otherwise we will not accept it."
This is a relatively rough male voice. His strength is at the peak of the eighth level. He has a burly physique and is as strong as an ox. He looks like a chimpanzee.
The entire Yuan sect is based on the law of the jungle, and the strong are respected. As a soldier, he naturally worships the strong.
At this moment, looking at Wang Fan, who was only at the eighth level of strength and had small arms and legs, he was naturally dissatisfied.
"General, what skills do you have, can you show us your skills?"
"General, we want to see if you
Do you have the qualifications to rule us?"
Following the voices of those two people, the other leaders couldn't help but started making noises, and the scene was in chaos for a while.
Wang Fan looked at this scene, his expression did not change much.
He ignored Ji Yun, who spoke first, and the tough man who looked like a black bear. Instead, he looked at one of the middle-aged men with an unspectacular appearance.
This middle-aged alchemist is fair and ordinary in appearance. However, no leader dares to approach him within two meters.
Most of the leaders, including Ji Yun who was on the ninth level, looked at him with deep fear in their eyes.
This person is the only one among the hundreds of leaders who is at the first level of the King Realm.
Wang Fan pointed at this person and said, "Situ Hong, come out."
After hearing this, the middle-aged leader raised his eyebrows slightly, but still walked out. There was a chill in his eyes when he looked at Wang Fan. ??
He naturally knew that if Wang Fan ordered him to join the ranks, he would definitely have an operation on him.
However, although he was extremely dissatisfied with Wang Fan becoming their leader, he had not said a word before.
If Wang Fan really dares to attack him, then don't blame him for being rude.
He will make Wang Fan look bad in front of everyone, and he will not be able to get off stage.
At the same time, the scene became completely silent, and there was no sound anymore.
Whether it was Ji Yun or others, they all looked at Wang Fan with surprise in their eyes.
Wang Fan actually wants to operate on Situ Hong. Is he looking for the wrong person?
Even those Long March who boarded the spaceship couldn't help but squeeze in the window and watch all this.
"Situ Yun, since everyone wants me to show my strength, I thought about it and found that you are the most suitable opponent. Do you dare to fight me?"
As soon as Wang Fan said these words, everyone was shocked.
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Wang Fan, who is on the first level of the King Realm, actually said to Situ Hong, who is on the first level of the King Realm, "Do you dare to fight me? Are you looking for abuse?"
Situ Hong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said arrogantly, "Why don't you dare!"
As he spoke, he took a step forward, the aura from his body surged out like a mountain torrent and a tsunami, arousing overwhelming fighting spirit, and looked at Wang Fan.
"Very good!" Wang Fan smiled slightly and rushed out suddenly. At the same time, the aura on his body also bloomed crazily.
Not only that, but rich golden energy also emerged from his body. The golden energy was so dazzling that it stung people almost unable to open their eyes.
Wang Fan knew very well that since he wanted to establish his authority, he had to pick the strongest one and defeat him as quickly as possible to achieve the effect of establishing authority.
So he didn't talk nonsense at all, wrapped in golden energy, he was already like a wild beast, frantically bombarding Situ Hong.
"Haha!" Situ Hong laughed, and without any hesitation, he rushed towards Wang Fan crazily.
The fighting spirit is overwhelming!
Boom boom boom!
Along with the violent roar, the two people were soon fighting together in the most direct way, frantically.
Punch to punch, leg to leg, nothing fancy.
After several punches, Situ Hong was defeated. A storm surged in his heart, and he no longer looked down upon Wang Fan.
Since Wang Fan didn't use martial arts, he naturally didn't use them either.
However, without using martial arts, Wang Fan relied on his eighth-level cultivation to defeat him. Isn't this too terrifying?
The dragons marching around looked at this scene with shocked faces and dumbfounded faces.
Wang Fanke ignored the shock of the people around him and rushed forward suddenly, punching out again.
This punch unleashed a tremendous power. In the midst of the terrifying air waves, Situ Hong struggled to parry, but he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.