Although Gao Fengren has not left yet, the news that he is going to go to Aries has spread within the temple.

Unlike her previous life, Wenrou chose to join the temple for some reason. This also changed her destiny trajectory.

Wenrou is now a member of Zhou Xuan's sword lotus tribe and a level 8 Templar. Wenrou is very hardworking to be able to have such a high level at this age.

Gao Feng also heard Chen Biexue say that Zhou Xuan attaches great importance to gentleness.

"This is not very good, Uncle Zhou will scold me." Because of Lu Yuan's relationship, Zhou Xuan has always taken good care of Gao Feng. Gao Feng was also dissatisfied with snatching people from Zhou Xuan.

"I told the minister that I will temporarily fall into the Ministry of Light and go to Aries to practice. She has agreed."

Gentle man is petite and cute, but her personality is the most resolute and strongest among women Gao Feng knows. In gentle and dark eyes, Gao Feng can even see the vigorous fighting spirit in her heart.

"Can I ask why you want to join?" Wen Sisi was beside him, and Gao Feng also needed to clear himself to avoid misunderstandings.

"Only fighting can we sharpen our combat skills, and only life and death can we sharpen our will. Only when I go to Aries to participate in a more cruel battle can I make progress faster."

The gentle answer is simple and direct, just like her personality.

Wen Sisi was stunned when she heard this. She wanted to advise Wen Rou not to take risks. However, after several years of living together, Wen Sisi also knew Wen Rou very well. She knew what she decided would never change.

"Okay, welcome to join." Gao Feng reached out and shook hands with Wenrou. To be honest, although Gao Feng had no idea about Wenrou, he admired her unyielding fighting spirit.

Gentle talent is not the best. It is because of this personality that makes her work ten or a hundred times more hard than others. She has achieved today's achievements.

The only regret is that there are too many geniuses in this era. Gentleness has never been able to receive the attention it deserves

Gentleness achieved her goal and smiled happily.

On the ring, the gentle and leisurely swords were flying, stretching like wings. But unlike Gao Feng, her flying swords were like the wings of butterflies, floating and light, giving people a dreamy feeling.

The man opposite shouted wildly and swung his fist to meet him. He went out of the fist circle and turned like a swing, just like an ancient general dancing double hammer, heavy and fierce, with an invincible momentum.

The black and red fist armor also emitted a strange rotating twisting force in the interlaced manner, like a vortex, absorbing everything around it.

The most amazing thing is that his fists faintly echoed, becoming two eyes that control the rotational force field.

The extremely strong fist power fell, and the light wings like butterflies were shattered like bubbles.

The big man seemed to exert too much force and his body trembled. At this time, the sword light suddenly pierced from behind him. The big man was stabbed to the vital point, and his feet became weak and he fell directly and flew out.

Wen Youyou held two swords in her hand and appeared behind the man, with a smile on her face.

"Butterfly Fairy..."

"Butterfly Fairy Majestic"

The people below shouted and cheered Wen Youyou. Girls have such an advantage, young and beautiful, and have strong cultivation, and will immediately have a large group of fans.

Gao Feng was also very pleased, smiling gentlely all day long, looking heartless. But without hard work, she could not achieve her current achievements.

Ten years have passed, and Gao Feng’s original teaching has also achieved initial results. However, with the Black Dragon Clan as its enemy, these forces are insignificant and cannot affect the overall situation.

However, this game was not in vain. Gao Feng looked at the man who had left in a hurry and showed a smile on his face.

"What is your opponent's name?" Gao Feng asked Wen Youyou.

"Fang Zhengyang." Wen Youyou said a little strangely: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, this guy's fist armor is good." Gao Feng commented: "It's a pity that he can't use it."

Gao Feng said again: "It's not convenient for me. Sisi, please ask him if he sells boxing armor or not. Or it's okay to change it. The price will be available for him."

Wen Sisi said a little unwillingly: "His light armor can be worth so much." She also knew that if Gao Feng could attract attention, this light armor must be unique.

Wen Youyou volunteered and said, "Brother, I'll buy it for you."

"He lost to you and would not do business with you." Gao Feng said: "You can only help you if you go."

Fang Zhengyang lowered his head and walked slowly along the long road. This time he came to participate in the competition. He thought that he would enter the top eight but he would lose to a girl who was younger than his daughter. This would have a great blow to him.

"Old house, you'll lose," a man with a slick face caught up with Fang Zhengyang and said with a smile.

Fang Zhengyang glared at the man, and he really wanted to punch the smiling face. But considering that this was Guangming Academy, he was not arrogant after all.

The slick man seemed to see Fang Zhengyang's malice and smiled and said with apologies: "Old house, it's not that I hope you lose. The Guangming Cup has gathered masters from all over the country. It's not easy for you to reach the finals."

Fang Zhengyang said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm in a bad mood. Wang He, get away as soon as possible."

The shouting out the other party's name proved that Fang Zhengyang's anger was almost out of control.

The slick man Wang and hehe smiled, seemingly not caring about this threat at all. "Old house, you may be a domineering person on your planet. But to be honest, even the Golden Master dare not play tricks with me."

Fang Zhengyang narrowed his eyes, and a trace of murderous aura appeared on his face. This man who came over by himself was so annoying. He obviously had no power, but he still dared to jump around.

"Look at you, you always have such a big temper." Wang He shook his head and said, "Tell me, I am the entourage of Your Excellency Ming Wang."

Wang He said as he flipped his hands, he showed a bronze medal. There was a Buddha statue engraved on the bronze medal, with a sun wheel above his head, sitting cross-legged, and holding a large sun seal with his hands. There are two ancient seal scripts below, engraved with the two words Ming Wang.

"The Ming King's Order"

Fang Zhengyang's eyes narrowed. He was the Silver Light Armor Master. Although he had never seen this thing, he had heard of it.

The Ming Wang Order is actually just an identity nameplate carried by the entourage around the Ming Wang, which is used to prove his identity. It has no command of others to serve.

But relying on the Ming King, those who hold the Ming King's order will be respected. Beating a dog depends on the owner, let alone the Ming King's entourage.

Fang Zhengyang has a hot temper. Although he is afraid of King Ming, he still has no good expression on his face. "What do you mean by this and scare me?"

Wang He smiled and said, "Of course not, I just prove my identity. To be honest, Your Excellency Ming Wang likes to collect all kinds of ancient light armor the most. Your fist armor is very distinctive..."

Fang Zhengyang's expression changed, "What, Your Excellency Mingwang still wants to buy it?"

"Haha, an old silver fist armor, don't take yourself too seriously, okay?"

Wang He looked at Fang Zhengyang with sarcasm, "To the Ming King, it's just a toy."

He paused and said, "Five million, this price is good. You can't sell it anywhere."

Fang Zhengyang became even more angry. He couldn't even buy a good bronze armor for five million. It would cost at least 10 or 20 million to be refined for an ordinary silver armor. Although his fist armor is very old, it is worth at least 20 or 30 million with just this special craftsmanship.

"Not selling." Fang Zhengyang said firmly.

"The price can be negotiated." Wang He was not anxious and said with a smile: "But your attitude is wrong. If you buy your things, you will be able to look at you."

Fang Zhengyang said angrily: "Are you threatening me?"

"Don't say it so badly, but it makes King Ming unhappy. Crushing you to death is like crushing a small insect. Don't be too ignorant."

Wang He stared at Fang Zhengyang in a slight manner, his eyes quite sinister.

Fang Zhengyang was about to turn his back and felt a strong aura coming from behind. When he turned around, he saw a short-haired man in a long shirt nodding slightly to him.

The man's hair was only a short layer of stubble, with thick eyebrows and wide mouths, and looked like a loyal and honest look. But the powerful aura on his body steadily suppressed Fang Zhengyang. His face seemed to be generous, but there was an indescribable sinister.

Fang Zhengyang couldn't help but feel cold. He originally didn't believe that King Ming would be so useless. But the appearance of the monk made him realize that this might be true.

Even if it was not what Ming Wang himself meant, at least his confidants wanted his Guangjia.

Although Fang Zhengyang is very popular, he knows how to weigh the pros and cons. If he really gets into trouble with the other party, he will definitely be in trouble.

For the Silver Light Armor Division, although tens of millions are large, they cannot make a desperate effort.

Seeing Fang Zhengyang's face hesitation, Wang He smiled proudly and said, "I'll make up for you, ten million."

Fang Zhengyang was about to agree, and Wen Sisi, who came from behind, said, "I will pay 50 million."

The smile on Wang He's face froze immediately. He looked at Wen Sisi carefully. Although her clothes were bright, they were very ordinary and her breath was not very strong.

At this age, he is also a master. But in the Light Cup, there are all kinds of masters everywhere.

Wang He frowned and said, "Are you sensible or not? Is it related to your business? Don't make trouble?

Wen Sisi ignored Wang He and said directly to Fang Zhengyang: "I like your fist armor very much, sell it to me."

Fang Zhengyang was really moved, and 50 million was not less.

Seeing Fang Zhengyang still hesitating, Wen Sisi said again: "Eighty million."

If it weren't for Wang He, Fang Zhengyang would have asked Sisi for a high price. At the moment, he wanted to take action immediately and hurriedly said, "Okay, the deal."

Wen Sisi smiled and said, "I will transfer the money to you now."

The deal was about to be completed, Wang He no longer said, "Little girl, this matter is not something you can get involved in."

The monk also came over, "This female donor, we have decided on this fist armor, so it's better for you to leave."

Wen Sisi glared at her eyes, "What's the use of making a reservation? I'll buy it today."

He said to the monk again: "I don't know who you are, but I tell you who I am, I am Gao Feng's wife, do you know?"
Chapter completed!