Super King of Soldiers in the City

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but twitch a few times at the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't help but look at Wang Fan more.

This little guy seems to be very confident, but it's hard to say whether he has that kind of strength.

On the side, Arno couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he heard Wang Fan's words, but he didn't say much.

She also felt that Wang Fan was a little too inflated, and the tone of his expression was as if the top 100 holy emperors list had no pressure on him, and he could win if he wanted.

The old man didn't talk nonsense, he quickly grabbed the communication beads and began to transmit information.

This Holy Emperor Building is not challenged every day, even for a few years, so those challenged are not here every day.

They also need to cultivate, and they also need to find cultivation resources, and they also have various things.

Therefore, it is not Wang Fan who challenges now, but can arrange it now.

Of course, the efficiency of the Holy Emperor Building is still very high, and these problems can be solved within a stick of incense.

Sure enough, the time for a stick of incense has not yet come. Wang Fan didn't even see any monks entering the Holy Emperor's Building. The old man squinted and said, "Okay, you can start your first challenge."

As he said that, he raised his chin and motioned Wang Fan to go to the battle platform.

"You wait for me here, and after I finish the challenge, I'll take you back with me."

Hearing this, Wang Fan didn't talk nonsense, he said to Anuo, and flew to the battlefield.

At the same time, outside the Holy Emperor Building, the door suddenly opened, and countless monks swarmed in.

When the old man saw this scene, he waved his hand, and in an instant, a powerful barrier was formed at the door.

He looked at the monks who were blocked from the barrier and said, "The entry fee is 10,000 high-grade divine crystals."

When the monks heard the words, their eyelids couldn't help twitching a few times, but soon, they gritted their teeth and escaped from the divine crystal and rushed in.

This Holy Emperor Building challenge, but they can't see it once in a few years or even decades. Perhaps, they will be able to witness the rise of a supreme evildoer.

Plus 10,000 Divine Crystals are not too expensive, so these monks can still afford it.

So they chose to come in and watch the battle without hesitation.

At this moment, they only prayed that Wang Fan would not take too much, and they were brushed off in the first game.

In that case, 10,000 Divine Crystals would be too much of a loss.

When Wang Fan stepped onto the stage, he soon saw the monks swarming in, as well as the Divine Crystal in the hands of the old man.

Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but want to scold his mother.

Is this asking for money by challenging yourself?

Although Wang Fan knew that this kind of thing was normal, just seeing this scene made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

The most important thing is, do you give yourself a share? It's just plucking your own wool.

With unhappy emotions in his heart, Wang Fan did not enter the space battlefield, but stood still in the center of the battlefield.

He slightly cupped his hands towards the old man and said, "Senior, see if you can charge an extra 10,000 yuan, then the two of us will get five or five points."

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but twitch a few times at the corner of his mouth again.

Those monks who entered were all fried.

"What did you say, double the charge?"

"Boy, it's too much, I'm not as inauthentic as you."

"That's it, what if you can't hold on to one game and you're killed? Don't we lose a lot?"

They were really angry, especially those monks who were still waiting in line to enter, they were almost furious.

Doesn't this clearly deceive them?

Wang Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone, you will definitely not be disappointed. That Zhou Wu, who is ranked 79th, is definitely not my opponent. You can spend your money comfortably."

"Ah, arrogant!"

"Believe in you to be a ghost!"

"It's so shameless, don't be beaten and roll all over the floor."

When the monks heard the words, they couldn't help but burst into laughter, but the malice was not so great.

The old man looked at Wang Fan, stared at him seriously for a long time, and then shook his head: "That won't work, rules are rules, and they can't be broken."

As he said that, his eyes rolled: "Also, even if it is destroyed, why should I give you five or five points, old man?"

After speaking, he shouted loudly: "The entry fee, 20,000!"

The monks who had not yet entered were furious when they heard the words, and they couldn't help but curse.

Only those cultivators who came in secretly rejoiced that they were fast and shot in front, but there were ten thousand left.

Wang Fan also looked at the old man in astonishment. He only felt that this bad old man was really bad.

He paid attention, and the old man did as he did, and he didn't even give a share.

Hateful!

Thinking in his heart, Wang Fan was too lazy to say anything, and said, "Where is my opponent, why hasn't he come up yet, so ink?"

But the old man ignored Wang Fan, he was still collecting divine crystals there, which made Wang Fan even more unclear about the identity of the old man.

So arrogant, this old man is obviously not as simple as the bottom layer. After all, how can the bottom layer have the courage to take advantage of the opportunity to challenge the holy emperor list to fill his own pockets?

The old man was busy for a while before finally putting all the monks in.

Looking at his harvest, he couldn't stop laughing.

Even the look in Wang Fan's eyes was much pleasing to the eye.

He squinted at Wang Fan and smiled: "Okay, we can start, boy, thank you very much."

Wang Fan also smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll admit defeat right away, and come back tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out, those monks who entered did not do it.

Especially those cultivators who were charged 20,000 Divine Crystals, their faces turned green.

Even the old man couldn't help but twitched his mouth and cursed inwardly, what a little bastard.

He smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you half of it, and fight well."

Having said that, he threw a space ring onto the battlefield.

To be honest, with such little resources, he doesn't like it at all, it's just for fun.

Compared with such a rigorous matter of challenging the top 100 list, a mere amount of divine crystal is nothing.

Therefore, he still hopes that Wang Fan can give some strength.

At the same time, a monk had already arrived on the battlefield.

This cultivator seems to be somewhat famous. As soon as he entered the battlefield, countless people couldn't help exclaiming.

Wang Fan listened to it for a long time, and it seemed that it was an existence who was fighting against Huang Jingshen on the first floor, and even survived.

After the cultivator came to power, he looked at Wang Fan. He did not hesitate at all. With a flash of divine light in his hand, a fierce wind had already shot towards Wang Fan.

This move is sharp, but it is not scary, it is obviously just a temptation.

Wang Fan smiled slightly, punched out a random punch, and with a bang, the strong wind had already shattered, and then, he had already landed in front of the cultivator.

With a casual kick, the cultivator didn't have time to dodge, and was kicked out.

His body slammed heavily on the barrier, and then fell to the ground again, unable to get up for a long time.