Chapter 2896

There was a moment of silence.

Di Jinglun's face turned red and purple, and he gritted his teeth.

He could clearly feel that the eyes of the passers-by around him gradually changed when they looked at him.

As a well-known talent in Kyushu, how had he ever been so despised by this group of low-level civilians?

"Excessive words! Excessive words! You...you...you keep saying that you don't look down on people, but you still look down on me!

Aren't you still relying on your own high cultivation base to question whether you can't talk about major events in the world? "

"Why, you are allowed to look down on this master, and I am not allowed to look down on you?" Ye Fan said with a smile.

The eyes of the pastry chef at the side were red, and he looked at Ye Fan gratefully.

Most of the onlookers were ordinary people, and they all nodded at this moment.

"Sword God is right! Why do you look down on this master?"

"That's right! Jinglun talent, you have the ability, try making a bowl of colorful noodles yourself?"

"Don't do to others what you don't want to do to others. Is it reasonable to stand up and slander the Sword God?"

"As expected of a sword god, stand tall and see far!"

Ling Yuwei looked at the man with shining eyes when she heard these compliments.

Strong fighting power can certainly attract women's attention.

But if you really like a man, there must be other factors.

For example, no matter how many years have passed, this ordinary original intention has never been wiped out...

Others may wonder why a man who understands the emperor's sword intent doesn't seem difficult to approach.

But the women who knew Ye Fan's childhood experience were very clear.

After all... Dean Li, who shaped Ye Fan's outlook on life and brought the greatest influence, is an "ordinary" old man.

"Haha, you guys are not bad!"

A loud voice came into the crowd, and the bald-headed woman in the red vest jumped down from the restaurant.

The bald girl overthrew Di Jinglun to the ground, "What kind of shit talent, I don't mind embarrassing the dean of the emperor!"

Di Jinglun was overturned by a huge force, got up and wanted to reprimand this uncivilized behavior, but when he saw the person coming, he immediately wilted!

"Huang...Huang Wanrou?!"

A large number of people at the scene also exclaimed.

Many people looked excited, thinking that there was a good show going on.

"Pfft", Ling Yuwei couldn't help laughing, she almost didn't laugh.

This muscular and bald girl has such a graceful name?

Ye Fan focused his gaze, so this woman is Huang Wanrou, one of the ten statues?

Hearing the name, I really didn't expect that I would look like this.

"Huang Wanrou, you dare to bully me in the street? Why did I ever provoke you?" Di Jinglun argued vigorously.

"If it wasn't for your teacher's face, I would burn you to death right now! Get lost!"

Huang Wanrou kicked Di Jinglun high and threw it away, turning into a parabola and flying two streets away!

"Huang Wanrou is also your name? A sour scholar with no rules and wrong seniority.

So weak, what kind of man is he? Get back to building your muscles! "

After complaining a few words, Huang Wanrou put her hands on her waist and grinned at Ye Fan.

"Sword God, you were crazy during the live broadcast, I didn't expect me to be different."

Ye Fan smiled faintly, "Elder Huang Wanrou, one of the ten deities, is not what I thought."

According to Ye Fan's knowledge, Xiao Qingxuan, one of the three masters, is a phoenix girl who has already been half-retired.

And this Huang Wanrou is Feng Nu, another Phoenix Clan's strategic rank.

However, I don't know if it's because most of the Phoenix girls are short-tempered and don't like to be restrained.

Because Huang Wanrou had been absent from the meeting of the Ten Venerables for too long, she asked Yao Zhonggu, the newly promoted Green Dragon, to make up the Ten Venerables later.

The three masters and the ten masters are both status, honorary titles and the right to speak.

But the strategic level of the clan will not always be maintained at thirteen.

Occasionally there will be less, but most of the time, there will be a few more.

There are back-ups for the three masters, and there are back-ups for the ten masters.

There is usually a natural gap in strength between backup and official.

Yao Zhonggu and several other Qinglongs are the most obvious examples.

However, compared to an official who can't find anyone every day, the league would naturally prefer a more reliable backup.

After all, holding meetings on weekdays does not require strong combat effectiveness.

"Haha, I fought with Ye Xuanguang, and I feel that he is more like an emperor than you. Do you want to unify the Human Alliance like this?" Huang Wanrou doubted.

"Unifying the alliance depends on strength, not on putting on a show in front of the people," Ye Fan shrugged.

"That's right, I love to hear these words. Your character is not bad, and I approve of it, but your strength, I have to test it myself."

"I heard that you don't pay much attention to the alliance. If I'm right, Xiao Qingxuan asked you to come, right?"

Ye Fan murmured in his heart, Sanjue was still stable, he didn't seem to take him too seriously, and sent a junior here.

Of course, Feng Xiaotian's situation is special... probably because he really doesn't have time to pay attention.

"It is true that Aunt Qingxuan asked me to come, but I am also interested in your sword intent", Huang Wanrou did not deny it.

"So, you defeated Ye Xuanguang?" Ye Fan asked.

"Not really, but I didn't lose to him either!"

Huang Wanrou grinned, "Besides, between the strategic levels, it's not just a simple step-by-step classification that can be judged."

Ye Fan smiled and nodded, "Even so, if you can't crush Ye Xuanguang...there's no need for me to do it.

You'd better wait for a few more ten statues, and then come to me to fight, you are alone, I am bored."

At this time, hundreds of people were already watching around, and all kinds of gasping sounds were heard immediately.

Crazy!

This means that you want to fight a group of strategic level by yourself? !

Huang Wanrou was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes became extremely excited, and she clenched her fists with a fighting spirit.

"Boy, my old lady never bullies the less with the more, you have to convince me first, and then talk big!

Don't think that you have won a few strategic levels, and you can fight against the devil, it's really great.

You are an emperor-level swordsman of the Shenlong clan. For the devil king, killing you is risky.

Therefore, whether those demon kings are serious or perfunctory is not certain."

As soon as the words fell, Huang Wanrou stepped on the ground, and her body shot up several hundred meters into the sky.

She stretched out her hand and pointed at Ye Fan, "Sword God, you are a man, come to the test island, I will test your quality!"

Trial Island is a suspended island in Zhongzhou.

There is nothing else on it, just a huge battlefield.

The assessment and trials of the three masters and the ten masters were all completed in that place.

The material of the hanging island itself is very special, containing a large amount of black iron, which is extremely strong.

Coupled with the blessing of the magic circle, even a battle at the plane level will not cause too much damage.

"Ye Fan, what you were looking forward to is here, is it over now?"

Ling Yuwei was quite excited, she was very confident that men would not lose.

Ye Fan really shook his head, beating a ten statue, it's boring.

He reached out and touched Xiao Jin's belly on his shoulder.

"Xiao Jin, this opponent is in your hands, just don't kill anyone."

Xiao Jin was a little dazed at first, then rolled Jin Cancan's eyeballs, and immediately grinned with a contemptuous attitude.

"Master, Xiaoyi, watch me teach her a lesson! After half a stick of incense, I let her run away!"