The ceremony is very simple, Yan Lun's name and mark are printed on the hero roster of the Temple of Glory, and since then, Yan Lun has officially become the hero of the Temple of Glory, the leader of the guardians of all races in the universe, and the chivalrous man who maintains the righteous path of the universe!

At this moment, the golden man walked out, and the white-light woman was gone.

"Yan Lun, our Glory Temple has some traditions, these traditions have been passed down for thousands of years, and everyone has to go through them without exception."

The golden man said, and then stretched out his hand and clicked on the roster where Yan Lun had left his names just now, and the golden roster actually began to flip by itself, and then some names rose into the air, densely packed.

"This is the list of low-level legendary warriors left behind in the temple at the moment, they are all heroes in the same realm as yours, and our tradition is to fight!"

Yan Lun was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the tradition that the other party was referring to turned out to be this, was it to test the strength of the new members?

"The Temple of Glory can be born when all races are in a desperate situation, leading all beings to fight against trolls for ten thousand years, relying on strength, as we all know, the individual combat power of trolls is the most powerful in the universe, even I, in the face of trolls of the same level, I dare not say that I have the upper hand, so, the tradition of our Temple of Glory is to fight! Fighting can make us strong and keep improving! There is only one life, whether it is a hero or a god, our life is very precious, because we are the last line of defense standing in front of all races, once we fall, our people, everything we protect will be slaughtered! So, before this one-in-one life, we must give our best performance! ”

The golden man changed his previous gentle tone and became a little excited, but some of the heroes next to him also began to become a little uncalm with the man's tone, as if the man had stirred up their emotions.

Yan Lun understands that this is not incitement, but a kind of resonance.

It seems that over the years, the life of the heroes has not been easy, and the Temple of Glory must be facing a lot of pressure at all times, and everyone may often have to experience the sacrifice of their comrades-in-arms, the destruction of their homeland, and the calamity of the race...

Yan Lun suddenly felt that he didn't know enough about the world and the seemingly optimistic races.

"Okay, Yan Lun, you can choose."

Then, Yan Lun looked at those names, about three hundred, he was very surprised, he didn't expect there to be so many heroes, you know, this is only a low-level legendary warrior, and only a person who is now in the God of War Temple, doesn't that mean that the total number of heroes in the God of War Temple may be in the thousands? Then why were only a few dozen people sent to such a large battlefield during the previous battle?

The golden man smiled suddenly.

"The Huofeng Battlefield is just one of the thousands of battlefields in the universe, it seems to be very large-scale, but it can only be regarded as a very ordinary local battle in the universe, and of course we will not come out of it."

He seemed to see through Yan Lun's thoughts, and Yan Lun was a little alert:

"Do you know how to read minds?"

The golden man waved his hand.

"There is no one in this world who can read minds, I am just the best person in the gods at deduction and guessing, it seems that I guessed correctly."

Yan Lun looked at the other party's eyes, and then moved his gaze to the names.

In fact, it was the same for him to find anyone, because he didn't know these people at all, so he pointed to one at random, and that name floated to the middle and slowly grew bigger.

"Tank Long, one of the most powerful beast-like warriors, it seems that you are very good at picking, and his combat dominance rate is very high."

The golden man said with a smile, and then he saw a tall figure walk out from the back of the crowd, and every step seemed to shake the ground.

The heroes immediately began to whisper.

"It's not very lucky, Tan Tan Long is a person who can fight against high-level legendary warriors, and his body is too strong."

"If you can tear off the limbs of the Black Cloud Demon with your bare hands, and the temple weapons can't break through his skin, I'm afraid this human hero will suffer a big loss."

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Everyone is not optimistic about Yan Lun, only the people who have fought with him do not speak, especially Geet, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and a proud smile appears on his face, I don't know who is laughing.

Yan Lun is now one meter eighty-five tall, and his shoulders are half wider than ordinary people, which can be said to be very strong, but he can't help but look up when he sees Tan Tanlong.

Tan Tan Long is close to four meters tall, the skin of his whole body is like the scale armor of a lizard, the sound of Lin Armor rubbing when he walks is indeed metal, his back is very thick, and even a little convex, one of his arms is about the same size as Yan Lun's body, at this time, Tan Tan Long is holding a two-meter-long mace, it looks like this is a humanoid tank!

But Yan Lun smiled very confidently.

"Are you just fighting here?"

His tone was plain, which annoyed Tanklong a little.

"Let's fight here, when you fly out, someone will follow you, many of them will experience it, haha."

The heroes around him also laughed, not to laugh at Yan Lun's arrogance, but to enjoy the atmosphere.

Combat is a tradition of the temple, but they will never make a grudge because of this, they will only push each other more, and they can make faster progress through fighting.

"I don't care, so can I start now?"

Yan Lun moved his wrist and shoulder and asked, Tank Long showed his fangs, as if he saw Yan Lun letting him ravage.

"I'll let you strike first, you can start whenever you want~"

As soon as his words fell, he saw that Yan Lun just nodded, and then rushed to his side in an instant! It was so fast that he couldn't even blink!

Then, his thick arms were held by Yan Lun, and Tan Tan Long wanted to break free, but he felt a huge force that he had never felt before, and he couldn't make the slightest movement, like a mountain pressing on his hands.

Then, he was lifted up with his arms on his back, and he didn't have time to react, and there was a violent impact in his abdomen, which was Yan Lun's kick, and Tank Long's huge body flew out in a circle directly into the air, and before he could stabilize his body, Yan Lun had already appeared on the flight track behind him at some point!

Tank Long didn't even have time to breathe, and then he saw Yan Lun exhale a large amount of white gas from his mouth, and his consciousness also stopped here...

After Yan Lun froze him into an ice sculpture with his freezing breath, he flew back with him on his shoulder, and then stood his ice sculpture on the ground.

At this time, Tan Tan Long still maintained a surprised expression with his eyes wide open and his mouth open, which was very funny~ But the expressions on the faces of the heroes watching the battle around him at this moment were not much different from Tan Tanlong.

"Ann Lotus. I believe you now, and it was probably really him who played the most crucial role in that battle. ”

A hero said to An Luotuo, An Luotuo was smiling and a little distracted, and the feeling that Yan Lun gave him seemed to make him return to the time when he was just a crosser, looking up to heroes.

He had a feeling that the person in front of him would definitely lead them.

"Yan Lun, what does the sign on your chest mean, is it your family's totem?"

Anlotus asked, talking about the red "S".

Yan Lun ** wore the sign of a river bent on his chest.

"That's right, he meant hope."

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