At the round table.

A white-haired old man with a paralyzed lower body and sitting in a wheelchair looked at Chen Changsheng indifferently and said, "This is something that concerns the fate of the entire human race."

"Changsheng, do you have to make trouble?"

This time, Chen Changsheng couldn't laugh because the old man was his teacher... Vice Dean, Gu Cheng.

Those legs were broken by a war more than two hundred years ago and cannot be repaired so far.

Gu Cheng has dedicated everything to the human race, and Chen Changsheng must take his words seriously.

I heard Chen Changsheng say in a deep voice: "Master."

"Since you have spoken, I will just say it!"

"The seventh Blue Star Will is not split out from the original six!"

"But a whole new miracle!"

"His power does not belong to anyone. If he wants to say who he belongs, he should also belong to me!"

"On the day of awakening, I felt some changes in the world and heard the call for help from the planet under our feet!"

"That's why I have that power!"

“It doesn’t belong to anyone!”

Gu Cheng frowned and said, "Do you take this seriously?"

"Didn't that power be separated from Xihe and Ying Zheng's body?"

"Please believe in your disciple." Chen Changsheng nodded seriously.

"If that's the case..." Gu Cheng glanced across the crowd indifferently and said, "Okay."

"Three years, give Xiao Fan three years. If he can reach the level of Ying Zheng, then let it go. If he can't reach it, don't blame us for being cruel."

"What do you think?"

At this time, the White Emperor Fairy frowned.

Why did he feel that Chen Changsheng and Gu Cheng were singing an opera?

One sings a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a sing a

These two masters and apprentices made a lot of this happen back then.

But three years are fine. Anyway, the battle of dignity is something that happens after graduation in four years, so that power is indispensable.

But some people are just panicked, such as Zhou Tianlin.

He said in a deep voice: "I don't think it's good!"

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"Just bringing back that power will be more stable in the future. Isn't this the right choice??"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Changsheng's face was slightly dark.

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became colder.

Everyone looked at the president sitting in the main seat.

This good old man who always smiled, his face was a little gloomy at this time. His crossed fingers exerted a little force, and the blue veins on his forehead gradually appeared.

A gust of anger is slowly rising,

Zhou Tianlin still said in a deep voice: "President, you must put the overall situation first!"

But unexpectedly, this good-looking man stopped pretending.

He suddenly looked up, staring at the ten people who had just raised his hand, and said, "To be honest, if there weren't enough people who triggered this Heroic Spirit Conference, I wouldn't even think this matter is qualified to be at this conference."

table!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Tianlin's face froze and said, "President, please calm down."

But Ye Yan'an stood up instead, stared at Zhou Tianlin, and while tapping the table with his fingers, he said coldly: "Shame!"

Zhou Tianlin was stunned and said, "What are you... what are you talking about?"

Ye Yan'an sighed and shook his head, shouting angrily: Don't you realize it yet?"

"This meeting is a shame for our entire human race!!"

"Has it been too long for peace? Your bones are already soft?"

"When will the fate of the human race be determined by the power of the so-called planetary will!?"

"Will we not be able to survive without this power?"

"If Emperor Wu of Overlord was present today, what would he react? I can't imagine it?"

"Where is Emperor Tianhong Wu?"

"Even Emperor Zhang Tian, ​​who has the best temper, will be extremely disappointed with you, right?"

"If the day falls, the person who pushes it should be me, you! It's us!!"

"It's not Xiao Fan, nor the so-called planetary will!"

"When did the top leaders of the human race become like this?"

"Taking a teenager to take away the power that he should have?"

"It still takes it for granted!"

"That's ridiculous!"

"Enough!"

"Today's meeting ends here, the meeting ends!!"

The president's sudden rage scared everyone in the audience.

People left in disappointment, but the prophet and the prison master were still sitting quietly in their original position.

Ye Yan'an took several deep breaths before calming down, sat in the main seat, with a look of disappointment.

He thought of the incompetent child two hundred years ago, raised his hand and used all his strength, but could only condense a withered grass.

Who would have thought that in two hundred years he would become the president of the Federation and the man who would continue peace for the human race?

The reason why human race is great is not because of the so-called energy class or the power of law!

Perhaps contemporary people can't guess that our President Ye Yan'an actually has no cool strength. He is just a simple user of wood elements and his talent is only at the god level.

In this era where there are so many myths, god-level talents don’t look like a president’s configuration at all!

But it is this god-level wood element user that is enough to shock all alien races!

So what about the god level? As long as it is developed to the extreme, it is still enough to be comparable to the gods!

But now people no longer have the unyielding pride.

It’s really... disgusting to actually pin your hopes on the so-called will of the planet!

The shabby round table was silent for a long time, and Ye Yan'an's violent breathing gradually calmed down and his emotions stabilized.

The Prisoner suddenly looked at the prophet and smiled faintly: "You should have seen Xiao Fan's future, right?"

The prophet nodded slightly and said, "See a corner."

"He became a master who overlooks all living beings."

"besides……"

Before she could say anything, the old man spit out of the mouth with a mouthful of sticky blood, and her already old face added to her more fatigue.

No one asked, and Ye Yan'an even stood up quickly, and the wood elements in his hand surged and injected into the prophet's body.

The old lady took a sip of Longjing tea, and a hint of expectation appeared in her eyes.

"I hope I can live until that day..."

The prisoner and Ye Yan'an looked at each other and nodded.

The prophet has become famous for more than 500 years, and so far, he has never missed his prophecy.

Because her talent is originally a mythical, prophet!

Dominant...why is this title?

Ye Yan'an raised his eyebrows and suddenly thought of a possibility.

Is the gift of Almighty God the Lord the Lord?

Three years... you don’t have to surpass Ying Zheng. As long as you can get along with Ying Zheng, you will be sure to protect Xiao Fan!

The three of them dispersed in the end.

Standing at the door, waiting, Gui Qi, Hu, hurriedly followed behind the prison master. Looking at the super strong man with a calm expression, he couldn't help asking: "Do you really support Xiao Fan?"

The prison master asked back: "You have no friendship with Xiao Fan, why are you so supportive of Xiao Fan?"

"Because... because Xiao Fan is very good." Gui Qi smiled and said, "He lost his parents at the age of seven, and I was five, but we didn't give up, right?"

Hearing this, the prison master smiled silently.
Chapter completed!