"Meet Lord Martial Saint."

In the conference room, as soon as he entered it, Yang Tianxing immediately knelt on one knee and knelt down towards a few lights and shadows on the high platform, respectful to the extreme.

Jiang Feng was also not slow, and at the same time that Yang Tianxing knelt down, he also hurriedly knelt down.

The only one who didn't move was Wang Yan on the field, as if he hadn't seen anything, he stood there stunned, just bowing slightly towards the few people on the high platform, which was regarded as respecting the few people on the high platform.

"Huh?"

Among the few lights and shadows on the high platform, a voice with faint displeasure suddenly sounded.

"Wang Yan, what are you doing? When you see a few Martial Saint Lords, you still don't kneel?! ”

Yang Tianxing immediately realized that it was not good, among the several Martial Saint Masters on the high platform, there were originally a few people who did not have a good impression of Wang Yan.

Now in front of so many Martial Saint Lords, Wang Yan is still so arrogant, I am afraid that he has already provoked the displeasure of the Martial Saint Lord.

"My knees, kneeling to heaven and earth, kneeling to parents, kneeling to teachers, kneeling to kindness, not kneeling to others."

Wang Yan said calmly: "If a few Martial Saint Masters think that the kid is too rude, please punish him." ”

"Bold!" Yang Tianxing was anxious all of a sudden.

Why is this kid as smelly and hard as the stones in the pit? He really thought that the people in front of him were as easy to talk as the people he had seen before?

These people in front of them are the people who stand at the peak of the power of the entire Great Xia, looking down on the world, even if Wang Yan is a great grandmaster-level martial artist, these people can also determine his life and death with one word.

Did Wang Yan have no brains, or did he really feel that his talent was ancient and unparalleled, and these Martial Saints didn't dare to touch him?

In fact, Wang Yan was not such an arrogant person, and he didn't have any disrespectful thoughts about these Martial Saint Lords in front of him.

On the contrary, for these martial saint powerhouses who have guarded the peace of Great Xia for many years with their own strength, all he has in his heart is respect.

However, even if he was respectful, he couldn't bow down to these martial saint powerhouses.

Among the cultivation of the path, the most taboo is the damage to the heart of the path.

If there is no reason, he will bow down to people at every turn, although it will not immediately damage Wang Yan's Dao heart, but it will definitely plant a seed in Wang Yan's heart.

In the future, this seed will sprout unconsciously, and perhaps there will be a crack in Wang Yan's Dao heart.

This is something that Wang Shen cannot accept.

It's just that this matter is not enough for outsiders.

"Young and frivolous, it is really young and frivolous, and it is no different from the rumors."

On the high platform, there was a laughter, the voice was loud, when the laughter sounded, the conference room was shaking, and there was a wave of heat fluctuating with the laughter: "When I was as young as you, I was as young and frivolous as you, but I don't know if you will be able to come to my point in the future?" ”

This may seem like a compliment, but there is a hint of sarcasm.

"For their own talent, the juniors are still a little confident, and I dare not say that they are comparable to the seniors, but at least, I will not disappoint those who have expectations for me."

Wang Yan was neither humble nor arrogant, and when he spoke, he slowly raised his head.

In a silver-white conference room, empty, empty and huge, Wang Yan and the three of them were standing in front of a high platform at this time.

On the high platform, there were nine chairs arranged on it at this moment, and the chairs seemed to be made of jade, and in the silver-white room, they looked brilliant.

Nine rays of light and shadow are sitting on the nine chairs.

The nine lights and shadows are not entities, but similar to holographic projections, which are projected through technical means.

It's just that, unlike the ordinary holographic projection, the aura of the Martial Saint in these nine lights and shadows is extremely strong, just like the nine Martial Saint powerhouses sitting on it in person.

Around the nine lights and shadows, there is a hazy circle of light surrounding, and when the circle of light surrounds, the faces of the nine lights and shadows are all obscured, and it is impossible to see the appearance of the nine lights and shadows clearly, but the breath transmitted from them is different.

And the Martial Saint powerhouse, who had made such a laugh that seemed to be praise, but was actually a hidden irony, sat on the second seat on the left, and his body was shrouded in a circle of crimson light.

A violent, fiery aura spread from the halo to the surroundings, but it was deliberately converged by the light and shadow.

That breath, Wang Yan perceived it very familiar at the first moment he perceived it, and he traced the root of such a familiar breath in his mind, and after a while, it was sudden.

This breath is from the breath of the Chuyang Martial Saint!

That fiery and violent aura must be the Chuyang Martial Saint!

A few months ago, he had fought with the holographic projection of the Chuyang Martial Saint, and at this moment, when he felt such a familiar aura again, he immediately remembered it.

It's just that why does he have such hostility towards himself?

Is it really just because I didn't kneel down before them?

Wang Yan didn't believe very much that a person who could become a martial saint powerhouse would not even have such a pattern, because of this little thing, he would become hostile to himself.

"A good one will not disappoint the person who has expectations for me, and it really deserves to be called the strongest genius, even if it was me, I wouldn't dare to bear such a title!"

The light and shadow of the Chuyang Martial Saint laughed, his voice was hearty, and it was still indescribably intimate, but it just fell on Wang Yan's ears, but it was still faintly a little harsh, and the words of the Chuyang Martial Saint seemed to be secretly ridiculing him.

"Hehe, young man, if you are not angry, how can you call it a young man?"

Another voice rang out.

Although this voice sounded cold and hard, the meaning in those words was not like that of the Chuyang Martial Saint, yin and yang, with a mockery of secret pokes and prods.

"Wang Yan is a top genius that I have rarely seen in Daxia for many years, an extraordinary person, naturally he has to be treated extraordinarily, a little bit of etiquette, what is it."

There was a bit of kindness in the cold and hard voice, and it sounded from the first seat on the right.

It was a light and shadow wrapped in a pure white aperture, exuding an unimaginably low temperature, as if the whole person was a piece of ice for ten thousand years.

"I also believe that with Wang Yan's talent, I don't dare to say that I am 100% sure of stepping into the Martial Saint in the future, but at least, the possibility is much greater than that of others."

This light and shadow are almost two extremes with Chuyang Martial Saint.

Chuyang Martial Saint is like a flame, but there is a cold hidden in that flame, which seems to be hearty and atmospheric, but in fact it has a knife in his words.

On the other hand, this martial saint, although it seems to be a piece of cold ice that rejects people thousands of miles away, there is a warmth in his voice, and there is no meaning to Wang Yan's yin and yang.

Although he had never seen this Martial Saint, Wang Shen thought about it a little at the moment, and he also roughly knew the identity of this Martial Saint.

It must be the Hanyan Martial Saint.

"Okay, don't gossip anymore, this time I called a few of them here to give them a reward, and since the people have arrived, let's start."

When the Chuyang Martial Saint seemed to want to say something, the Martial Saint Light and Shadow sitting in the center finally spoke.

This light and shadow is the most special one among the nine martial saints on the field.

The surrounding halo showed a pale gold, but in that pale gold, there was also a gloomy dark color.

In that halo, the breath emanating from it has a sense of majesty like a mountain standing, as if sitting on the high platform is not a person, but a pillar of heaven, standing up from the sky and the earth.

It seems that all people or things, in front of that figure, have a kind of indescribable insignificance.

As soon as this person spoke, Chuyang Martial Saint, who was originally going to say something, immediately closed his mouth in amusement, and there was no more superfluous words.

Even the Hanyan Martial Saint was silent at this time and didn't say a word more.

"This person ...... It should be the Sikong Tianxiong Martial Saint. ”

Almost after a little thought, Wang Yan guessed the origin of the person in front of him.

is also a martial saint, this person can have such great power, just as soon as he speaks, he can make the two martial saints keep silent.

There is only one person who can have such power.

That is Sikong Tianxiong, who is known as the first martial saint.

Sikong Tianxiong, his whole body was shrouded in a dull halo, as if he was not interested, and after saying that sentence, he kept silent.

The other Martial Saint sitting beside him coughed lightly and spoke slowly.

"Jiang Feng, the commander of Eastern Sichuan Province, in this military exercise between the Bald Eagle Country and my Great Xia, you did a good job, leading my Great Xia to defeat the Bald Eagle Country for the first time, and after the unanimous decision of the upper echelons of our military department, I will give you a second-class military merit and three drops of cold whale marrow washing liquid."

The martial saint who spoke was a soft female voice, with a bit of magnetism in the soft voice, and the halo around her body showed a soft halo yellow, and the voice only entered the ear, giving people a feeling of subconscious relaxation.

Jiang Feng, who knelt on the ground, was instantly overjoyed, and hugged his fists and thanked: "Thank you Lord Martial Saint for the reward!" ”

Second-class military merit, what is the concept?

Only by solving an eighth-level alien beast can you barely reach the second-class military merit.

And the cold whale marrow wash, this is an extremely precious tonic.

This thing is extracted from the spinal essence blood of a kind of overlord beast in the ocean, the deep-sea cold whale.

The deep-sea cold whale is extremely large, and when it reaches adulthood, the weakest strength is at the level of a seventh-level beast.

And this kind of beast is extremely rare and extremely difficult to catch.

Its spinal cord essence and blood have the effect of dredging the meridians and purifying the gangqi.

It is not difficult to sell a drop for tens of millions of dollars, and it is still priceless.

Such a reward cannot be said to be unimportant.

In the void, a jade box floated down and fell into Jiang Feng's hand, but it was only the size of a palm, but when it fell into Jiang Feng's hand, Jiang Feng's arm seemed to catch a thousand huge stones, and the heavy force almost made his body lean forward a little subconsciously.

He knew that this was because the density of the cold whale marrow washing fluid was beyond imagination, and it was only a palm-sized jade box, but the weight in it was enough to reach nearly 100,000 catties.

"As for the king's ......"

The soft female voice continued to speak: "Wang Yan has made a lot of contributions as an envoy this time, giving him a second-class merit and an eighth-level weapon......

"That's not right, is it?"

However, the soft female voice had just fallen, and immediately a hearty voice retorted.