This unexpected result has brought a lot of changes to everyone's impression of Han Fan.

"Wait, what he used just now is the method of mantras!" said a participating monk in the front row of the Xuanjie ring.

"The Dharma of the Truth?" the monks around him were equally incredulous.

"It's actually a genius disciple of Confucianism in the Middle Continent, no wonder it's so strong. "Someone is relieved.

The sound of discussion in the audience reached the ears of the person in charge, he naturally knew Han Fan's moves, but it was the first time that a Confucian monk participated in the battle for the swordsman list, and this was the first time, he turned to look at the city lord and asked what the other party meant.

In the eyes of the sword cultivators, there has never been any fixed rules, only absolute strength will be recognized, and in the eyes of the monks in the audience, Han Fan is a good sword used by a Confucian monk, even if he participates in this competition, there is nothing wrong with it.

"What do you think of letting a Confucian monk continue to compete?" the city lord asked.

"No opinion, it's over. The monks in the audience shouted, regardless of whether he was a sword cultivator or a Confucian cultivator, just prove himself with his strength.

The city lord nodded, this was exactly the answer he wanted, but this matter was not trivial, and it would be a bit casual to decide so easily, so he continued to ask.

"Yun Zhongqing, what do you think?"

"According to the younger generation, my Dongzhou sword cultivation is free and uninhibited, even if a Confucian monk is put to compete, it is not a big deal, everyone speaks with strength and the sword in their hands. ”

Yun Zhongqing's answer aroused a lot of resonance, and also made many people start to pay attention to him, the person who can be remembered by the city lord must have a great strength.

"Ouyang Shaogong, what do you think?" The city lord pointed to another monk among the Xuan-rank contestants, Young Master Ouyang in the mouth of the square-faced young man.

"I don't have any opinions, Dongzhou Erlang, can't you tolerate a Confucian monk?" Ouyang Shaogong shook his fan, and at that moment he showed a broad mind and a momentum as vast as the sea that did not match his age.

"Mingyin, Liang Zhao, Zhao Jianing, Lin Xianwu, what about you?" the city lord asked again.

"No comment. "The first to speak was Lin Xianwu, then Zhao Jianing, and finally Ming Yin and Liang Zhao.

There was no prior rehearsal, and several people seemed to have a tacit understanding, this is Dongzhou, which is acquiesced by all monks according to the order of strength.

The city lord ordered two monks from each of the Xuan Rank, the Earth Rank, and the Heavenly Rank, and those who were interested could see that these six people would decide to win the top three in their respective rings, and they all kept the names and faces of these six people in mind.

"Holy senior, what do you think?" Just when everyone thought that the city lord would announce the result, the city lord's question made everyone stunned.

In addition to the white fairy, there is actually a person who can be called a senior by the city lord?

"Since the city lord has a heart, I will take it for Xiao Hanzi. What shocked people even more was that it was the kid next to Han Fan who answered.

The lord of the city received a response from the bun and bowed forty-five degrees.

Seeing that man with terrifying strength like the god of war actually performing a junior salute like a child, almost subverted everyone's worldview.

The bun attracted everyone's attention for a while, and after the city lord saluted, a ten-meter open space was instantly vacated around the bun.

I really don't know how the Asking Sword Square, which couldn't even accommodate one more person before, managed to do this.

Baozi is the reincarnation of a saint, as long as he doesn't want to, there are really few people in the vertical and horizontal domain who can see through his depth, the city lord is fortunate to have seen Han Jun a few times, and he has a deep impression of Han Fan's nominal "little apprentice", who is actually the reincarnation of the saint, and he also confirmed it again and again before determining Baozi's identity.

"Okay, in that case, Baishan will play as usual. The city lord announced the result, although he knew that things would go in this direction, but everyone still felt extremely excited when they heard the truth, and a Confucian monk appeared in the battle for the swordsman list, how fresh.

Most of the monks thought about the rarity of this matter itself, and the thoughts of a few monks in the earth-level and heaven-level arena coincided with the thoughts in the hearts of the city lords-Han Fan's continuation meant that the top of the Yellow Rank list was given to the Confucian monks.

Just kidding, the popular candidate for the Yellow List was directly ousted by Han Fen in seconds, what suspense is there? The method of the mantra has four great mantras: "attack", "disease", "royal", and "hidden", and Han Fan only showed the word "attack", the mantra is already so terrifying, if the four-character mantra is out, what is the concept?

Those monks of the Three Realms, who would dare to say that they were sure to defeat Han Fan? At best, not losing too badly is a victory.

In fact, the city lord made this decision and Baozi has a close relationship, to a certain extent, the existence of Baozi can represent Confucianism in Zhongzhou, since Baozi is here today, and Han Fan is the person who passed the audition, he is the city lord of Dongzhou Dragon City Sword Capital, if he doesn't even give such a qualification, it will be too stingy.

"The city lord has a good belly. The white fairy praised softly.

"Thank you, White Fairy, for looking down. The city lord laughed, in a good mood.

A battle for the swordsman list, ushering in two bigwigs to watch the battle, how can the city lord be in a bad mood?

"I, Dongzhou Monk, have never been afraid of anyone, fight hard. ”

The draw continued, and after the draw as usual, Han Fan and Yun Zhongqing Baozi were ready to leave directly, because the lottery alone would take at least three days, and there was no need to continue to stay.

After the previous amazement and excitement, Han Fan, who had calmed down, recovered to a state of mind that was not shocked, and Dongzhou and his party met the white fairy to get the mantra The method is already an opportunity against the sky for ordinary people, and contentment can always be happy.

The three of Han Fan were about to withdraw from the crowd when they were stopped by the city lord.

"Senior, I wonder if you can watch the next battle?" the city lord asked at a trott, worried.

"Little Hanzi, what do you think?" Baozi threw the question to Han Fan.

"I'm going to compete anyway, so you can come with me. ”

Han Fan is a human being, how can he not know the truth in this, the city lord can have such a stomach to give a Confucian monk to continue to qualify, then it is reasonable that his side must respond, otherwise wouldn't he take Dongzhou too seriously?

Maybe his answer was a little too much of a substitute and took himself too seriously, but the relationship between Han Fan and Baozi had no factors of seniority and actual strength, and Han Fan's answer was also obedient to his heart, not arrogant or impatient.

"Okay, that's it. The bun agreed.

The city lord's face was overjoyed, and at the same time, he also wondered what kind of identity Han Fan was and could be so valued by his predecessors.

"Xiaoyou is talented, and his future is bound to be limitless, I don't know the name of this little friend?" the city lord asked, commensurate with his peers, before Baozi said "Xiao Hanzi", the city lord knew that he was using a pseudonym, so he asked.

"In Xia Hanfen, thanks to the love of the city lord. "Because there is such a relationship as Baozi, Han Fan's attitude towards the city lord should not be too respectful and inferior, and the basic etiquette should be good, otherwise wouldn't it be a loss of Baozi's face?

"Okay, I hope Xiaoyou will perform well in the next game. After a polite remark, the city lord planned to return to the main ring to continue the draw.

Yun Zhongqing was now on Han Fan's side, and he only felt as if he was on top of the flying clouds, fluttering.

However, today is really a rare "shock day" in a century, and the white fairy slowly walked in front of a few people.

When the white fairy came to the audience, all the monks subconsciously held their breath, even if they exhaled and inhaled, they felt that it would destroy the purity and beauty.

The white fairy removed the cover of her face, revealing that shocking face.

The skin is as fair as clotted fat, the beautiful neck is like a grub, the teeth are white and full like gourd seeds, the forehead is square and the eyebrows are curved, a typical classical beauty, and then with that dusty temperament.

How can one be shocked?

Fortunately, the monks of the lowest realm in the audience are also in the three realms, otherwise just what they saw and heard today, ordinary people's hearts would not be able to bear it.

"Childe, we meet again. The white fairy showed a slight smile, his dimples were shallow, and Han Fan could hear everyone's deer bumping into each other, including himself.

"It's a pleasure to meet you again, White Girl. Han Fan silently recited the secret of silence in his heart, forcibly calming himself down.

"Hehe, the mouth is still so sweet, and if you have time to spend it on pleasing Hongyan, your cultivation will be unsatisfactory. The white fairy chuckled lightly and said lightly.

"White girl, you misunderstood me, but I have always worked hard to cultivate, as for the red face or something, there is no such thing at all. Han Fan's heart was extremely weak, and he hurriedly explained that he had indeed neglected his cultivation during this time.

"Gong ...... Son. The city lord listened to the two chatting like old friends, and his heart swelled with turbulence, who is Han Fan? This background is too terrifying.

It's just that the two of them are catching up, and the city lord is not easy to interject in, at this time, his heart is becoming more and more curious about Han Fan, Han Fan's cultivation is limited, so it must be because of his life experience and talent, thinking of his life experience, the city lord's mind flashed.

"The surname is Han, and the apprentice who is followed by Han Jun is ...... It's that old master Han...... If this is the kind of relationship, then everything will be explained. After thinking about all this, the city lord didn't know what kind of expression to put on and what kind of mood he should be in now.

If it's a dream, wake it up quickly. This is probably the truest thought of the city lord at the moment.

The white fairy and Han Fan left together, saying that they wanted to catch up with the old days, and Han Fan of course accepted it happily, this time the white fairy came to go through the motions, and it was good to come back during the official showdown, and it was normal to leave now.