Many Holy Palace disciples looked at Wang Fan with very unhappy eyes.
Especially those from Qianyuan and Jianyuan.
When Wang Fan walked out of the Holy Palace, he single-handedly swept away the geniuses from both houses. He was extremely majestic and attracted everyone's attention.
It can be said that the reason why Wang Fan became famous in the Holy Palace was all because he stepped on their Qianyuan and Swordsmanship.
Now, the powerful master of Lianzong came to humiliate his Holy Palace, but Wang Fan, the so-called monster of the Holy Palace, did not appear. What does this mean?
At the same time, the eyes of the powerful men in Lianzong also fell on Wang Fan.
There was interest in their eyes, and of course, there was also a touch of disdain.
Even Emperor Yue, who showed up by name as Wang Fan, didn't pay much attention to Wang Fan.
The reason why he named Wang Fan was just to repay Lu Wujiu's favor, but in fact he didn't take Wang Fan's talent and strength to heart.
If it weren't for Lu Wujiu's favor, let alone he would never have heard of Wang Fan at all. Even if he had heard about it, he would never have taken it to heart.
Feng Si's eyes also fell on Wang Fan. He was thinking about what excuse he should use to kill Wang Fan.
Of course, it would be best if the disciples of the Lian Sect were willing to do the work for them.
Anyway, as long as Wang Fan dies, Lu Wujiu won't care who kills him, and he won't hold him accountable when the time comes.
"Humph, the genius of the Holy Palace? Interesting."
"I don't know how strong this so-called genius is, but he must not be like the useless people before."
"Haha, can the Holy Palace's genius be considered a genius? In my opinion, it must have been exaggerated."
The disciples of Lian Zong looked at Wang Fan, their disdainful voices coming out, not even the slightest trace of concealment, showing extreme contempt.
Wang Fan, however, ignored them at all, and did not even look at them.
Likewise, he ignored those Holy Palace disciples who mocked him.
He walked slowly, his body straight and his head held high.
Even though there are many adults here
Nothing could make him feel any less embarrassed or nervous.
He walked firmly and seemed so steady.
Soon, the only sound left in the entire martial arts arena was Wang Fan's rhythmic footsteps.
He quickly arrived below the elders of the Holy Palace, then clasped his fists and bowed: "Disciple Wang Fan of the Holy Palace, I have met all of you seniors."
Be polite and polite, neither humble nor overbearing.
When the powerful men from the Holy Palace saw this scene, their eyes flashed with a hint of approval.
Not to mention anything else, just such a state of mind and such courtesy are enough to prove something.
As elders, they naturally would not have the same objections to Wang Fan as those disciples.
Mo Wutian glanced at Wang Fan and said, "No need to be polite. I called you here today because the people from the Lian Sect want to challenge you. What do you think?"
"Don't worry, if you don't want to accept the challenge, we won't make it difficult. Everything depends on you."
His words were extremely gentle and not aggressive.
If faced with ordinary people, he would never allow Wang Fan to avoid fighting, because a cowardly monk who avoids fighting would not be able to grow at all.
He doesn't like that kind of disciple either.
What's more, the Holy Palace was humiliated, but as a disciple of the Holy Palace, he avoided fighting and did not dare to fight. What is the use of such a disciple?
However, he had seen with his own eyes how powerful the disciples of Lian Zong were.
That's really strong.
Once Wang Fan accepts the challenge, he will most likely die.
Under such circumstances, he naturally did not want Wang Fan to die.
"Hmph, what are you talking about, Palace Master Mo? How can monks like us avoid fighting? Do such people deserve to be called monks? It's better to go home, marry a wife and have children."
However, as soon as Mo Wutian finished speaking, Emperor Yue, the strong man of Lianzong, became angry and angry.
He spoke.
As soon as his words fell, there was a burst of laughter.
"That's right, the Holy Palace is a holy land for cultivation. How can we avoid war?"
"Isn't he a genius? He doesn't even have the courage to fight?"
"Boy, what kind of cultivation level do you have? If I, a disciple of the Lian Sect, want to challenge you, do you dare to challenge me?"
The Lianzong disciples laughed and provoked, extremely wantonly.
After experiencing the previous battles, they no longer took the Holy Palace disciples seriously.
Wang Fan raised his head and finally looked at the Lian Sect members for the first time.
He smiled slightly and spoke slowly: "I am not talented and my cultivation level is low. I am still only at the fifth level of the Immortal Emperor."
When Wang Fan said this, a disdainful voice suddenly came out from the Lianzong disciples side: "Is the Immortal Emperor fifth level? He is really weak! Forget it, let me come to meet you. Just in time, I
The emperor's cultivation level is also the fifth level of the Immortal Emperor."
As the sound came out, a figure stepped out, made a graceful leap, and landed on the battlefield.
This man was wearing green clothes and a green hat on his head. He looked extremely funny.
In his hand, he was holding a fan, looking unrestrained and unrestrained.
Wang Fan looked at this man and was slightly surprised.
But soon, he smiled.
"Senior brother, you're welcome. When I heard what he said just now, I almost thought that he was the Great Emperor or the Holy Emperor. I never thought that he was also a fifth-level Immortal Emperor. I'm sorry, I'm disrespectful."
"But since senior brother is challenging me, even though my strength is low, I still want to learn a lesson."
As Wang Fan said this, he already took a step forward and headed towards the fighting platform.
He did not answer Mo Wutian whether he wanted to accept the challenge, but he had already told him through actions.
Although he had only entered the Holy Palace not long ago and spent most of his time practicing in Qiongyuan, he still had some feelings for the Holy Palace.
Not first
He said that his senior sister took great care of him and that the temple was open to him. This was a great kindness.
Because Wang Fan knew that without the nod from the big figures in the Holy Palace, it would be impossible for him to enter the Holy Palace to practice.
As for him being a disciple of Qiongyuan, are you kidding? A disciple of Qiongyuan is also a disciple of the Holy Palace.
As a member of the Holy Palace, now that the Holy Palace is being humiliated, now that he is here and is being provoked by the other party, how can he not fight?
When Mo Wutian and others heard Wang Fan's words, they were worried but also felt a little relieved.
They all believed that the senior brother must have told Wang Fan what happened here on the way here.
Under such circumstances, Wang Fan did not avoid the battle, but stepped onto the battlefield without hesitation.
This shows Wang Fan’s character.
"You——" When the Lian Zong disciple heard Wang Fan's words, his face turned livid with anger.
He pointed at Wang Fan and almost wanted to punch Wang Fan to death.
This bastard actually mocked him in a weird way?
Soon he will let Wang Fan know the price of mocking him.
Wang Fan ignored the other party's anger and said calmly: "Brother, please!"
boom!
The man didn't talk nonsense. Almost as soon as Wang Fan said the word "please", he had already stepped out.
In an instant, the endless divine energy from heaven and earth gathered around him, forming terrifying long dragons that rolled towards Wang Fan.
At the same time, the man waved the folding fan in his hand, and a stream of light and shadow flashed, shooting towards Wang Fan rapidly.
With just one move, the hearts of all the disciples in the Holy Palace were trembling.
powerful!
Really strong!
They can naturally see that this is a powerful martial skill, terrifying!
However, Wang Fan stood still and did not move.
He just looked at the roaring storm so calmly without any reaction.