1655: C1655 Direct Provocation

C1655 Direct Provocation

"Hmph!"

"The Arch-Cardinal Nangong is still as sharp-tongued as ever!"

"However, according to our agreement, he must pass the test of faith and reach a certain level before he can be absorbed into the Radiant Alliance's divine temple!"

"If he doesn't pass the test of faith, or if his level is too low, I won't lower my face!"

Duanmu Ding raised his head proudly, and the dark expression on his face grew.

If he could, he would have chosen to stay far away from this place a long time ago!

"Of course..."

"However, I hope that Sir Duanmu can wait and see..."

"Master Faang Fann... will not let you down."

Nangong Lei narrowed his eyes, and the confidence on his face increased.

……

"Arrogant! Country bumpkin! I really don't know where this country bumpkin came from, but he dares to spout nonsense here! Asking such a person to take the test at the same time is simply a disgrace to me!"

Vast Heaven Pavilion's Pavilion Master's third son, hao Zhan, stood in front of the Pool of Trust and shouted angrily!

Such a bumpkin who did not know anything was actually recommended jointly by Lord Duanmu and Lord Nangong! And he, the son of the Pavilion Master of the Vast Heaven Pavilion and a person with divinity, was actually treated coldly by words. This kind of anger gradually fermented in his heart, and it was already flourishing!

The 37th son of the Vast Heaven Pavilion's Pavilion Master, hao Yun, shrugged his shoulders and did not say a word. His understanding of Faang Fann was still rather profound. After all, he had once suffered a loss at Faang Fann's hands, and had even been captured for a period of time.

Ever since he had experienced those few blows, he seemed to have become much more mature all of a sudden. He no longer had any hatred towards Faang Fann, only fear and worship.

It was normal for a young man with green hair to have some heroic feelings and idols!

"I don't want to go back to the Vast Sky Pavilion. There are too many sons of that Pavilion Master's father... Hehe... There's no point in staying here any longer. Who knows when he'll be slaughtered..."

"If I can stay in the Temple of the Guild of Light, even if it's the lowest level of clergy, that would be great..."

Hao Yun secretly clenched his fists. He couldn't help but glance at Faang Fann's position, then he secretly encouraged himself.

His hands gradually clenched into fists, and his eyes gradually became sharp and excited...

This was the goal he was fighting for!

……

Faang Fann looked at the rank four Archbishop of the Temple, guo An. This fellow's mouth had been trembling all this while, and he had avoided answering his question...

"Master Faang Fann, you should go into the Pool of Faith and feel it. You can't stay for more than ten hours..."

"Even if the Pope himself comes... it's very difficult..."

Guo An sighed, and his expression became complicated.

Having confidence was a good thing. But it was too much confidence. Hmm... it seemed to be a bit hard on him.

"You overestimate yourself!"

"You think you can stay here for ten hours?"

"You don't deserve to carry my shoes when it comes to the faith of the great gods of light!"2

"If I were you, I might as well smash my head into this pillar and die, so that I won't lose all my face later!"

Just as Faang Fann was deep in thought, a wild roar was heard. Faang Fann subconsciously turned his head and saw a young man in a blue and red robe standing there, looking extremely arrogant.

Faang Fann had seen this young man before. He was the narcissistic guy who walked over just now...

Faang Fann glanced at Hao Yun, who was standing beside him, and secretly smiled.

These people should be from the Hao Tian Pavilion.

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