socalfunplaces Chapter 761
Chapter 761
"You are not as good as Luo Fanchen..."
Di Weiyang's cold voice, like the collision of ice, spread to the whole audience and fell into the ears of the great generals, commanders, and disciples of the hidden sects.
For many people, these words were like sharp knives and blades, especially harsh.
It was so harsh that it was hard to accept and full of dissatisfaction.
Yang Mie, the three-conscious fairy boy, Mang Dangshan, the one-armed fierce king, Gui Miesheng, the son of death, Long Youwei, the third mermaid princess, Jin Chi, the little monster, Lei Zhenyu, the knight of heavenly punishment, and other evil commanders all frowned, and their expressions were not good.
Geniuses are proud, have self-esteem, and even have rebelliousness.
Who is willing to admit that they are not as good as someone they have never even met?
There was only one exception, and that was the little monk Di Chenyao, who followed Yang Jinghong to eat and drink, wearing a purple and gold cassock and gnawing on pork elbows.
It seemed that he didn't care who was on top and who was on the bottom. Gnawing on pork elbows was the right way. He was so delicious that his nose and tears were about to come out. The golden-haired young master who gave him pork elbows was even more dazzling than the gods and Buddhas enshrined in the temple!
Luo Fanchen hesitated, and his mouth twitched slightly.
He couldn't understand Di Weiyang's operation more and more.
This was to attract hatred for him. It was estimated that the rebellious psychology in the hearts of these geniuses was all aroused. They didn't directly belittle and scold him, probably because of his overwhelming merits, otherwise who knows how ugly the sarcasm would be at this moment.
The mad king was left aside, without even a response.
He suddenly realized that
In the eyes of the female pope, it seemed that he didn't exist at all.
She just treated him as air when she spoke.
Am I a clown?
He was angry, and then he was angry for a while.
Although the mad king was mad, he really didn't dare to do anything to the female pope, nor did he dare to really scold her.
On the day of the World Championship, he saw that this woman had already vaguely touched the threshold of the realm of gods.
Counting on his father to protect him, the mad king sadly discovered that the Canglong Emperor didn't even look at him, as if he didn't have this son.
Could it be that,
Father was also afraid of this woman?
The mad king was going to stop, but he didn't expect his son Ye Feng to be so reckless.
Ye Feng continued to ask politely: "Ye Feng didn't quite understand what the Pope said just now. May I ask the Pope, are you saying that our merits are not as good as Luo Fanchen, or that our strength is not as good as ours?"
The countless soldiers watching from the four major military regions opened their mouths wide,
Good guy,
Whose general is this, so brave.
Even want to hit the Pope in the face?
However, there were also countless arrogant people who secretly gave Ye Feng a thumbs up. This was definitely a proud person with conviction. He dared to argue with top figures for his inner grievances and insisted on asking for a result.
Di Weiyang sighed softly: "Do you have to ask so clearly?"
Ye Feng's face was gentle, but the feeling of depression in his chest was much relieved.
The proud people standing on his side showed a comfortable look. Did the Pope admit that he was indeed not as good as them in terms of strength?
Di Weiyang said: "This Pope believes that if we talk about the number of military exploits, the people of the world will have their own judgments."
"If we talk about the level of character and strength, you are far inferior to Luo Fanchen."
As soon as these words came out,
Ye Feng's slightly comfortable face suddenly stiffened and then sank.
For example, Mang Dangshan, Yu Wenchou, the Knight of Heavenly Punishment, and the little monster Jin Chi, their faces were also visibly ugly, and their emotions were slightly angry.
The Three Senses Fairy Child took a step forward, his crystal eyes emitting a defiant light: "I have heard for a long time that the Pope is just and majestic on the continent, which makes people admire him, but seeing him today, it is unfair."
"That Luo Fanchen is indeed gifted, but he has only practiced for a short time. If he were here today, how could he be my opponent? If there were no taboos, he would not be able to withstand my power of one glance!"
The dark-skinned middle-aged man with a nose ring stood up: "That's right, with only five rings, even if he is not dead and he is given twenty levels, he cannot be our opponent today. I, Yu Wenchou, do not accept it."
"I do not accept it either!" Jin Chi's hooked nose flashed with metallic light, and his six fingers sparkled.
Gui Miesheng did not openly resist the female pope like everyone else, but shook his head privately and said to Meimei: "What's the point of you all being dissatisfied? The dead cannot be resurrected and cannot fight. Since the pope is so paranoid, what's the point of arguing?"
No one expected that the conflict would escalate to this extent.
Even the leader of the Jinhuang Sect, Jin Buyi, the Rain King, the Mad King, and some other extraordinary strong men shook their heads, wondering why the female pope, who has always been wise and fair, would say such nonsense.
It's okay to overestimate the achievements of a dead person,
But overestimating the strength of a dead person so much is also unpleasant, why bother?
Long Youwei, the third princess of the Deep Sea King Court, has been standing there quietly,
Young and tenderYan Gujing was calm, her curvy upper body and sparkling fishtail exuded a silent temptation, and her starry eyes were shining as she watched.
It's a pity that this guy died, otherwise we could meet for a while.
This appearance is much better than these rough humans, and he is qualified to be accepted as this princess's sea servant.
"Your Excellency the Pope, if you like someone, that's your business."
"But he shouldn't be above us. A competition should be a competition, and it shouldn't be mixed with other things. Only the first one is qualified to be listed above everyone, and it shouldn't be this Luo Fanchen. In terms of martial arts, I can be sure that he doesn't deserve it."
Ye Feng confronted the Pope neither servile nor humble.
Luo Fanchen glanced at the King of Madness. Your son is so brave.
You must be sweating, brother.
Guess how the last Thunder King who jumped like this died, his ashes were scattered.
He looked at Ye Feng, and the eyes of the people in Mangdang Mountain had become more dangerous.
It's just that you guys don't accept it, right?
Don't worry.
Seeing that Di Weiyang seemed to have become a dictatorial villain who relied on power and status to suppress Tianjiao in their mouths, Luo Fanchen was naturally unhappy.
Although he didn't understand what Di Weiyang wanted to do,
it didn't prevent him from maintaining his support.
Di Weiyang didn't look at the contestants anymore, but swept his eyes to the senior leaders.
"Do you think Luo Fanchen can't suppress these people?"
The leader of the Jinhuang Sect coughed dryly and stood up for his own child: "Ahem, Pope, don't joke."
Mang Bulu smiled bitterly: "Pope, even if that kid is alive, no matter how fast he progresses, it can't be so exaggerated."
King Tianwu and King Yan were silent, immersed in sadness.
The person is gone, is there any point in talking about these things?
The regret in my heart is even greater.
Yang Tingjun also sighed, and ignored everyone. He looked at his sick daughter with pale lips below. The old father's heartache was on his face, which was visible to the naked eye.
Brat, so outstanding but so short-lived, it hurts people a lot.
"This sect master thinks that the Pope is right!"
Lin Dingtian said happily with a big belly.
Many people cast their eyes over.
The Pope is sick, maybe because she admires such selfless people who are willing to sacrifice themselves the most, so she added a beautiful filter. You are sick too?
Lin Dingtian smiled and didn't explain, some speculations were in his mind.
The Canglong Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking.
The nine-colored bird stopped on the chair, combing its colorful feathers with its little mouth.
Everyone thought that the Pope would be angry if he was humiliated,
but they didn't expect that the cold and beautiful queen had a majestic face that was stunning and beautiful, without any anger.
She opened her mouth and declared: "This pope will not take back what he said just now."
"But I respect your decision."
The pope waved his hand, and the statue of Luo Fanchen flew out sideways with a bang, falling rapidly into the soil on the ground, smoke and dust rose, and the earth shook.
No one expected that Di Weiyang would be so easy to talk to, and they were all shocked.
The countless soldiers watching from the four major military regions were also stunned.
However, seeing the statue of Luo Fanchen fall into the soil, most people suddenly felt distressed.
"Since you are so confident, this is a good thing. Whoever wins the first place in the four major military regions will have his statue rise into the air and surpass everyone else."
The pope's voice sounded so beautiful in the ears of Ye Feng's leaders. They clenched their fists, their breath was turbulent, and their hearts were surging. How can a real man be depressed and inferior to others for a long time? Who doesn't want to suppress the whole audience and reach the top?
Let alone the benefits of other real power and treasures,
The title of the first person under the extraordinary is enough to make them feel proud and eager to fight.
As for the statue of Luo Fanchen that fell to the ground,
They have already regarded it as an eliminated person, a dead person with no threat.
Luo Fanchen suddenly had a vague understanding of the Pope's behavior, but he was not sure.
No way...
The result of the draw came out soon,
Luo Fanchen was in the third group, with three people in each group, fighting in a cycle, and the one who won two games first advanced first.
Finally, the remaining two people fought again, the winner advanced, and the loser was eliminated...