Sweeping the world

Chapter 112 The Power of the Saint

Ziyun came out of the treasure hall with a smile on his face. He was careful all the way, afraid that Wang Fu didn't know where to appear in front of him. If he asked himself for money, it would be too embarrassing.

After walking out of the treasure hall, Ziyun breathed a sigh of relief. He looked back at the towering treasure hall and smiled in his heart, "It seems that this time, I may not have to worry about the threat of the three holy places and the four Henggu families."

I remember that the old man said to himself that he can compete with the three holy places and the four ancient families. In the whole world, only the Sun Temple is the most reliable. Even if it is the Soul Engraving Association and the Mercenary Association, although their power is huge, the masters do not necessarily have the three holy places, the four There are many masters of the Henggu family.

If you really need to seek protection, joining the Sun Temple is the best choice.

Pulling the water slave's little hand, Ziyun walked towards the Free City War Academy.

The curtains of the sixth floor room behind the Treasure Hall were pulled open, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, looking at the back of Ziyun.

"Do you really want to get Ziyun?" A lazy voice sounded.

This man hasn't seen Hua Xian'er for a long time. He is sitting in the chair where the saint of the Sun Temple just sat, looking at the saint standing in front of the window and said, "If you want to protect him, your Sun Temple will face the three holy places, the head-on confrontation of the four ancient families."

The saint smiled faintly and said, "Our Sun Temple still has these strengths. Even if they are the three holy places and the four ancient families, in our opinion, this is just a group of strong ants."

"Well, what you said is light. Now who doesn't know that your Temple of the Sun has long been suppressed by our Soul Engravers Association." Hua Xian'er curled her little mouth and said.

"Are you talking about how much soul equipment your soul engraver association sells every day than us?" The saint asked in surprise.

"Or are you talking about the notice offering a reward at the Mercenary Association? You have added 100,000 gold coins now. The saint said with a smile.

"Oh? If you don't tell me, I almost forgot that there is such a thing. Someone dares to reward our bra. It's really bold. Hua Xian'er giggled and said.

"Zhao Xianya, as a sister, I advise you that you don't care about this matter. Our Soul Engraving Association will help Ziyun solve the problem." Hua Xian'er said seriously.

"Should I call you Hua Xian'er or Wang Ke'er now?" Zhao Xianya said lightly.

"Whatever." This Hua Xian'er is the apple of the eyes of the president of the Soul Engraving Association, Wang Ke'er.

is also an immortal soul engraving genius.

It's just that when she walks outside, she likes to use Hua Xian'er's name.

"Then I'll call you Wang Keer." Zhao Xianya said lightly, "Don't you think that your soul engraver association has lost the opportunity to get Ziyun?"

Wang Ke'er snorted coldly, "I don't understand what you mean."

"If you could stand up when the five families besieged the War College of Liberty City, I think you could have already got Ziyun and let Ziyun work for you. Such a talented soul engraver is not so easy to find. It's good to have one every hundred years." Zhao Xianya said with a smile, "Although the water-broken knife is powerful, it is a powerful existence that can be engraved."

"Let's wait and see." Wang Keer sneered, stood up, and walked out angrily.

Zhao Xianya looked at Wang Keer's back and sighed.

"Ziyun, what kind of person are you..." Zhao Xianya said snarly.

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Students from various colleges have gathered in the Free City War College, making the War College, which originally seemed a little empty, now a little crowded.

From time to time, there will be a burst of boos or cheering sounds in the martial arts arena.

After five days, the whole Free City War Academy has calmed down.

Ziyun was also called by Zhang Aotian in the dean's room.

"My father-in-law, you call me." Ziyun said with a smile.

"Who is your father-in-law?" Zhang Aotian immediately roared and stood up, pointed to Ziyun and said, "You can't call me father-in-law again. My daughter hasn't married you yet."

Ziyun shrugged his shoulders and said, "Fain-law, what's the matter? Just say it."

Zhang Aotian, who usually looks gentle and elegant, jumped with blue veins on his forehead at this time, but looking at Ziyun, he looked indifferent. In the end, he still sat in a chair helplessly and said, "I really can't do anything about you."

"What you say, what you say is going to do, I will do what I do. There is nothing I can do." Ziyun said with a smile.

"There will be a competition tomorrow. This time, the saint of the Temple of the Sun has put forward a suggestion for all the students to compete together. Do you understand what's going on?" Zhang Aotian looked at Ziyun with a smile and said.

I want to see if you can still laugh now.

Sure enough, when Ziyun heard this, his face immediately changed and he looked shocked. He opened his mouth and pointed to himself and said, "You won't agree, right? I'm the only one in our college to fight. This is a target. The rest of the college students don't just put all their firepower on me. Send it."

"You are really smart. You can understand everything as soon as you say it." Zhang Aotian said with a smile.

"You won't really agree, will you?" Ziyun asked anxically.

Zhang Aotian nodded and said, "There is still a lie. In this battle, you can only win, not lose, because defeat is death."

Zhang Aotian's expression gradually became serious and said, "Although our war academy is not weak, it can't keep you now. With the idea of a broken water knife, hey, you are also carrying the remnants of the Eastern Wasteland. You should understand how many people are staring at you."

"So, this time, you must win and win a big victory." Zhang Aotian said lightly.

"I understand." Ziyun sneered and said, " Sooner or later, I will trample on the three holy places and the four Henggu families under my feet."

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The Free City War College, there is a sea of people today. It is not only the students of the War College gathered at the edge of the martial arts arena, but also the ordinary people, who have also poured into the War Academy today. However, the War College is so big, and more ordinary people are surrounded by the war. Outside the college, he looked happy with a trace of reverence.

The main figure of each college sits in a stand facing the martial arts arena, and the students of each college stand behind them.

But now there is an empty chair in the middle, and no one is going to sit down.

"The saint of the Sun Temple is coming."

"I didn't expect that this year's battle between colleges would make the saint come in person. It's really exciting."

"I heard that the saint of the Sun Temple has an unparalleled appearance and is very kind to people. I have wanted to see the saint's appearance in person for a long time, but I have never had a chance."

"Isn't the opportunity coming now?"

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Now, what everyone is talking about is not the fight between colleges this time, but about Zhao Xianya, the saint of the Sun Temple.

Ziyun stood behind Zhang Aotian and said disapprovingly, "Isn't it just an ugly monster? How can there be so many people who want to see it?"

Zhang Aotian sat in a chair seriously, looking straight ahead, with a steady look. Hearing Zi Yun's words, he was in a trance and almost fell off the chair.

"Kid, don't talk nonsense. If you are heard by those people, you don't need the three holy places and the four ancient families to take action, and you will be destroyed. Believe me, your death will be even worse." Zhang Aotian said hurriedly.

Ziyun stretched out his tongue, but looking at the crowded crowd around him, if he really offended these people, it can't be said that as soon as these people rushed up, he would really die more miserable than being killed by the people of the nine heavens.

"It seems that the power of the Sun Temple is really too huge." Ziyun thought to her heart.

Raise your eyes and look at the door...