Resurrection of spiritual energy: I will win every bet

Ten days later....

Yang Fan and his party returned to Yecheng all the way, and his trip to the Three Kingdoms was successfully completed.

This time, the wool is very cool....

Yang Fan gathered his new and old subordinates and feasted for three days.

In order for them to promote their feelings, but also to practice for their imminent departure.

Hearing that Yang Fan was leaving again, the old subordinates were a little uninterested.

Especially Xu Zhu, a thick and fat man, his face is full of reluctance, and he doesn't drink well.

Because after Yang Fan left, he, the captain of the guards, would have nothing to do again.

"Master, you have to come back early!"

Looking at Xu Zhu with a bitter melon-colored face in front of him, Yang Fan patted his arm funny.

"Zhongkang! After I leave, you have to practice martial arts diligently, listen to Mr. Jiang's words well, don't wait for my realm to surpass you, you will lose face." Xu

Zhuyan glanced at Yang Fan with disdain on his face, and said in a loud voice.

"That's impossible!!"

Yang

Fan saw his proofing, and suddenly had a black line on his face.

Made!!

Who do you look down on, you dead fat!?

Angry, he kicked Xu Zhu's ass.

Xu Zhu did not stop it, and after receiving a kick, he just repeated that if Yang Fan came back early, he would definitely practice hard.

Because Yang Fan had already told him that there was no way to take him to the place he was going to for the time being, let him practice hard, and he would definitely take him with him when he had the opportunity in the future.

The subordinates of this world are not Yang Fan's imperial spirits, they are not bound by the contract of ten thousand realms, and they cannot bring territorial space and blue stars now.

But after Yang Fan became the master and successfully dominated this world, turning it into a territory.

These subordinates will be able to enter and exit Blue Star, which will be a great help at that time.

Since Yang Fan didn't have to come over in a short period of time, he explained some precautions to Jiang Ziya and asked him to focus on cultivating these newly recruited talents.

After a few more explanations to the generals, Yang Fan took Estes back to the room with their faces full of reluctance.

After opening the dimensional door, the two returned to Blue Star together.

By this time, more than six days had passed by Blue Star.

It was the morning of November 30th.

That is the day when the heads-to-head competition began....

There was still a lot of time, Yang Fan put his arm around Estes and chatted on the sofa.

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inside the Dragon Court Academy, who had just finished climbing the Dragon Tower, the battle feathers who came out of it looked tired.

He successfully broke through to the platinum high level this time, but there was no joy on his face.

Because he was still second on the list of hidden dragons, he looked at the man above him, the dazzling: age 18...

It was like a mountain, which made him a little breathless.

Because Yang Fan was promoted from the junior to the peak in one breath, Zhan Yu was completely convinced.

Also completely demoralized....

He knew that there was only one month left before the time for the Ten Thousand Realms to issue rewards, and he had no hope of competing for the top spot.

When Yang Fan was in the first rank, his combat power was still strong enough to overwhelm his middle rank, and now the other party has greatly increased his rank, and he is still fighting for a fart!?

Before, Zhan Yu could see hope, so he was still full of fighting spirit.

But now there is no hope at all, and he has seen a lot of things.

Even born, find an opportunity to get to know Yang Fan's mind.

Because this is the first time he has faced a sense of powerlessness in the face of a peer generation.

To be precise, the other party is two years younger than him....

Unconsciously, Zhan Yu had a trace of admiration in his heart.

At the same time, he also understood why the famous Blue Star senior in the Heavenly Dragon Pavilion was so respected every time he mentioned Lin Yi's senior, but his face was full of bitterness.

I feel a little bit of this now....

Perhaps this is the difference between legends and demons....

Zhan Yu adjusted his mentality and stopped thinking about it, but he had one more goal in his heart, that is, to try to chase Yang Fan's footsteps.

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time came to six o'clock in the afternoon.

Yang Fan, who was tired on the sofa with Esders, entered the competition panel of the Ten Thousand Realms on time.

Glancing at the speeches of the water friends, I found that it was similar to the previous comment.

Originally, most of the people wanted to bet on the king's Qi Wuhai, but because the weather vane indicated that they would also bet.

As a result, some people who believe in superstitious weather vanes collectively changed to Dongshiro.

But on the whole, there are still a lot more to bet on Moria.

Yang Fan looked at it bored for a while.

The two sides of the competition finally came to the scene.

I saw that the person on the left had silver hair, standing in different directions but not cluttered, and even quite fashionable.

A handsome and somewhat youthful handsome face.

At this time, he was frowning....

The turquoise eyes looked very confused....

Dressed in a black Deathman outfit, wearing a green shoulder strap with a metal coat of arms attached to it.

He is relatively short, only one meter and three meters, and carries a large knife behind his back.

But it is the strongest soul slashing knife in the ice and snow system-Ice Wheel Pill!

The slashing knife was carried behind him, which was extremely incommensurate with his height of one meter and three meters, because the weapon was taller...