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"Wow, the Son of Flame is coming out!"

"So handsome, beautiful, and cool!"

The cheers from the entire venue were like waves surging, one after another.

Surrounded by the eyes of tens of thousands of viewers, Wang Yan learned how Uncle Cannon, used flames as armor and made a cloak with flowing fire. His entire body, along with the demon wings behind him, was shrouded in a flame.

The layers of flames whistled in the wind. Although he could not condense the flame elements into matter like Uncle Cannon, his flame armor was also solidified as he followed his heart's transformation, which was more handsome and cooler than Uncle Cannon's traditional armor.

Even if you just stand on the arena, the majestic aura is like a king of flames, descending to the world, majestic and powerful, and directly captivating.

Until a few breaths, the burning flames suddenly bloomed and disappeared like fireworks. Wang Yan also returned to the original sunny and handsome and friendly young man, and waved to the audience around him with a smile.

The entire venue was boiling again, especially some women, who were so excited.

This spectacular and dazzling appearance method was displayed by Wang Yan. It was not at all ostentatious or showing off, but instead seemed approachable and atmospheric. In the eyes of the audience, the Son of Fire is not only handsome, awesome, but also so warm. As a brainless fan of the Son of Fire, it is so happy!

"Yah! The son of flame, so handsome, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

"Son of Flame, I love you! I want to unlock all your postures!"

"Squeak! Chick!" In the auditorium of the National Bureau of Fei, a cute little ferret was standing excitedly on the head of a hairy crab, dancing happily.

The chirping sound seemed to be saying, Brother Wang Yan has finally appeared, Ben Xiaoxue is so happy! Come on, brother!

"Push spit!" The hairy crabs also danced with a pair of big pliers and spitted a bunch of bubbles, as if saying, "Boss, come on, wait for you to win, I will go to the sea to catch a sea monster to honor you!"

Next to the little ferret and hairy crab, the cute little rabbit beauty and Miss Guan Nuo have already pulled up banners and slogans with a large group of audiences of the State and African Affairs Bureau. The small flags and whistles used to cheer and cheer are emerging one after another.

"Well, uncle is so handsome. The Lun family likes uncle the most."

Sun Youmiao sat in the front of the stands, just like the many young girls on the scene, her eyes full of intoxication.

"Tsk tsk, Amitabha, this kid has already pretended to have a new level. How should we seniors live, look back and forth." Liu Bujie was a little relieved and laughed bitterly in the seat of the sidelines.

He is a senior of the country's non-country bureau. Wang Yan is more than teenage than Wang Yan, but his popularity is not as high as the other party. Not only that, his girlfriend can already make the right decision. As expected, he is so angry that people are more popular.

The conference scene was lively, and the bigwigs from various organizations on the rostrum were not idle.

"Congratulations to Director Han, your young generation in China has emerged in many talents, especially this Son of Fire, who has excellent talent and character."

"Yes, yes, this son of flame has absolutely no limit in the future."

The Youth Conference itself is a platform to show its strength and win over allies. After seeing the excellent potential of the youth generation of China, some small-scale organizations and their original allies came forward and became polite.

Although Han Hongbo, the General Director of the State Council for Africa, responded calmly on the surface, he was already happy inside. He worked hard for decades to look forward to the rise of China from now on. Now, he finally saw the rising hope in these young people.

Above the main seat of the rostrum, the God of Light, Daier and Prince Rose, did not speak, but their eyes were already filled with pampering and comfort.

They and Uncle Pao have always regarded this beloved disciple as their own child. In the past two years, they have watched him grow up little by little, just like a mother who has seen his children grow up with her own eyes. The comfort and joy come from the heart, which outsiders naturally cannot understand.

"Hmph! It's just a false appearance and pretending." The Japanese leader Mitsui glanced coldly at Wang Yan on the ring and quietly sent a message to the leader of Indian countries. Then the leaders of the secret alliance between Southeast Asia and North America also joined their message conversation.

"That's right, now it's just A+ level strength, what's so good about it?"

"So far, the games he won were either sloppy or his opponent was too many times. He thought he really had some skills?"

Off the field, Ampe Zongxiu and Satan's apostle Harrison stood at the entrance of the contestant's passage respectively, and looked at Wang Yan with a hint of cruelty.

Both of them have their own ambitions and goals. Although getting rid of Wang Yan is not the main purpose of their cooperation and alliance, it is the most unbearable thing for them.

Of course, they are not in a hurry to get rid of this annoying guy now. Some people who annoy them are, and it is more interesting to erase them slowly.

The enthusiastic cheers from the audience continued for a long time before gradually calming down.

"Next, let us invite the opponent of the Son of Fire, the Holy Knight from the Holy Church of Light, the Glory of the Holy Light, and especially Seth!"

Host Sean seemed to be infected by this enthusiasm, and at this moment he seemed energetic and bright. With his loud announcement, the audience immediately applauded the legendary Holy Knight.

Urisse's life was full of legends. He was an orphan who lived on the streets. Although he was not elected as the Holy Son in his early years, he climbed step by step without the resources of the Holy Son. He was already famous in the world at the age of 30, and reached a half-step S-level level at less than 40.

Even Yan Zun praised his future for being limitless.

Unfortunately, fate always likes to joke with others. His life was full of ups and downs. When he was young, his mentor died in a battle against the Demon Lord of the World. When he was young, his adoptive parents were both killed in a war.

Even his beloved wife was actually a witch who supported the Dark Council, and almost transformed him into a Fallen Paladin.

During that dispute, he also accidentally killed his beloved wife.

The loss of love almost caused him to fall into eternal fall. Fortunately, the Pope was kind and did not lock him up in the courtroom, nor did he pursue his sins of being united with the witch. He just hoped that he could live his life under the mercy of the Holy Light.

But in this painful struggle, he strengthened his beliefs and rose up, and his state of mind and cultivation were increasing day by day.

During this period, he always charges for any danger, and is also the most steadfast guardian of his companions.

In order to pursue the enemy, he even stepped into the Kingdom of the Dead alone, and faced the trap of witches and various curses of demons alone. During many crises, he turned around the world and saved his companions with his firm belief and tenacious will.

It was his bravery and fearlessness, as well as his silent dedication to the Holy Church that he won the title of the glory of the Holy Light, the glory of the Holy Light, and the role model of the Holy Church.

His strength and accumulation were praised by even the old rival of the Holy See of Light and the Dark Council. This generation of Holy See members, including the Holy Son and the Holy See, grew up listening to his legendary stories since childhood.

"Look, the glory of the Holy Light, Urisse is out!"

Amid the warm shouts of the audience of the Holy See, the Holy Knight Yuriss slowly walked onto the ring.

He was wearing a set of silver shiny plate armor, with red crosses behind him, symbolizing the Holy See's Knight's cloak. He held a silver helmet in his left hand and stood quietly in front of Wang Yan with a half-person-high punishment sword in his right hand.

He looked at Wang Yan calmly, his deep eyes were like an endless ocean, and his slightly melancholy temperament seemed to have seen all the vicissitudes of the world, revealing a hint of loneliness and fatigue.

On his face, which was mature and handsome, with a little stubborn, there was a clearly visible scar.

That was the trace left by his deceased wife back then. In order to remember that moment forever, he never healed the scar.

It is this story-filled symbol that adds a little sadness to his tall image, which arouses the admiration and emotion of male audiences on the scene, and female audiences long for and fascinate.

"Urissez is really so handsome. He is truly a hero of the Holy See. It is simply the goal that every man of us should work hard on!"

Some female audiences, especially after hearing the legendary past that was being discussed around them, had tears flowed from the corners of their eyes, "Woooo, what a gentle and infatuated man!"

"I really want to use my soft arms to soothe his wounded heart."

On the ring, Wang Yan's mouth twitched slightly. It was Yuri Seth standing in front of him? Why is the romantic spirit of wandering world when he is with Liu Bujie?

Yuriss made a "clang" sound, inserted his punishment sword into the ring in front of him, lit a cigarette with one hand, and took a deep breath.

"Hiss...huh..." While he slowly exhaled the smoke, he seemed to vomit it out together with the vicissitudes of life that had been deposited in his heart, and it seemed so melancholy and deep.

He slowly raised his gaze and looked at the sky with a forty-five degrees angle, "Young people are so terrifying, Son of Fire, I can...relax as well when I see you grow to this level when Lulu is left to you in the future."

That tone seemed to be indifferent to life and death, and was now entrusting the last bit of attachment in life to the Son of Flame.

In the stands, many female audiences suddenly whimpered and cried.

"Woo...What a great man. At this duel, what I think of is the happiness of others!"

"So touched, wuwu, I am really a role model for knights. I must marry him! wuwuwu..."

"Uncle Urisse..." The Saint of Light was also moved very much, his voice was choked and he couldn't speak.

"Wang Yan! Have you heard it? You must not let Uncle Yurisse down the expectations of Uncle Yuris!" The Holy Son of Light, Wright, also suppressed the touch in his heart, raised his head and looked like he was aiming for his predecessors and worked hard to improve.

Beside him, a large number of Holy Knights and members of the Holy See were all very moved. They looked at Wang Yan one by one, as if Wang Yan had dared to let down the expectations of senior Yuriss, and they were about to fight with Wang Yan.

"puff!"

Wang Yan almost squirted out an old blood, and he was shocked.

All routines are routines. Urisseth, you are the Holy Knight, the glory of the Holy Light, are you really good to pretend like this? I am afraid that if you beat you, you will be scolded to death by your family members.
Chapter completed!