The words are sonorous, and the words are like gold and stone, and they keep ringing throughout the hall.

Faced with the angry words of the King of Fighters, Fang Shaohong and Lu Tianhe, the two chief instructors who were shocking the three armies, actually didn't dare to say nonsense.

Finally, the two of them lowered their heads, sighed, and left with disappointment.

"Oh~"

"It seems that we can only look at Mr. Chu, his own luck."

On the way back, Lu Tianhe was filled with sorrow, and Fang Shaohong also sighed quietly.

Originally, they planned to ask Ye Fan to take over their position, and even fantasized that a "god of war" would emerge from their Yanjing Military Region in decades.

But who would have thought that such a change would occur now.

In their opinion, Ye Fan would probably find it difficult to get through this disaster.

If this battle is gone, with Ye Fan's strength, he will probably become a dead soul under the Wangyue River sword!

If Ye Fan fails to leave, he will be ruined and completely become a laughing stock, and the entire China will have no place to stay.

Before coming, Lu Tianhe and Fang Shaohong still hoped to interfere in the Temple of War, but now it seems that they were wishful thinking after all.

The people in the Temple of War are all powerful people in China, with high positions and great powers and supreme majesty.

Ye Fan, in the eyes of these people, is just an unknown junior, no different from an ants.

Naturally, they would not care about Ye Fan's life and death, so how could they condescend and help?

Just like that, amid the faint sighs, Lu Tianhe and the others drove to Jiangdong again, and rushed to the place where Wangyuehe and Ye Fan made a fight.

But after Lu Tianhe and the others left, there were two people talking in the Temple of the Martial Gods.

One of them was wearing a gray robe and sat on the sofa drinking tea leisurely.

This person is the man who was previously called the King of Fighters by Lu Tianhe.

Sitting opposite him, he looked a little bright, wearing a blue shirt, and was lowering his head carefully, rubbing the sword in his hand, and asked lightly: "When someone was looking for you just now?"

The King of Fighters nodded: "Well, people from the Yanjing Military Region."

"I want to ask us to come forward and save an unknown junior."

"What a joke. I really treat us as firefighters. Who can help us rescue?"

"What's more interesting is that they also said that this person is likely to be the second god of war in our Chinese martial arts."

"Is that true?" After hearing this, the man in blue shook his head and smiled, "Then why did you respond?"

"What else can I go back? I just said that when the God of War could defeat the Wangyue River, if he was the God of War, he would naturally be defeated, and then let them go." The King of Fighters took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"What do you think? This junior is really likely to defeat Wangyue River?" the man in green asked again.

"How is that possible?" King of Fighters sneered, "I took a look at the boy's background. If I face Wangyue River, I will die!"

"This Wangyue River is no matter how strong we are, it is no matter how hard we are, and it has become famous in East Asia in thirty years."

"The younger generation, but an unknown junior, could he really go against the will of heaven?"

The King of Fighters shook his head and said, with instinctively contempt in his words.

It's normal that Ye Fan's age is just there.

A young man in his early twenties would not pay much attention to it.

After hearing this, the man in blue nodded with a smile and asked again: "By the way, what's the name of this young man?"

"The surname is Ye, his name is Fan. He is known as Mr. Chu!" The King of Fighters replied in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!