"You're just a mid-stage Nirvana Realm cultivator, what right do you have to be the Holy Son? Others are afraid of the dean, so they keep quiet, but I will say it! You're not worthy! "
Sun Yubo's words could be described as righteous and impassioned, veins bulging on his face.
He spoke as if he was the only clear stream in the Dragon City Holy Court, denouncing Ye Fanchen's unfairness for a mid-stage Nirvana Realm cultivator to become the Holy Son.
Everyone in the Scripture Depository Hall fell silent at this moment.
The entire hall was silent, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Fanchen and Bai Yubo.
Everyone looked at Ye Fanchen with a strange look in their eyes. It was not because of anything else, but because Ye Fanchen's words had struck a chord in everyone's hearts.
Those who witnessed Ye Fanchen's massacre yesterday were fine, they only felt a little jealousy towards Ye Fanchen.
But for those like Sun Yubo who weren't present yesterday, their anger towards Ye Fanchen bordered on hatred!
"What right do you have to become the Holy Son? Just because you have a vassal king's servant? "
"You think you can threaten the dean just because you have a powerful background?"
"The Dragon City Holy Court is an academy, and the academy is based on strength!"
"The number one on the Soaring Dragon List has the strength of an early stage Chaotic Realm at the age of fifteen! Even he didn't become the Holy Son, what right do you have? "
"So what if you threaten the dean to become the Holy Son, you're still no match for Bai Ning, you're still trash!"
… …
These people rebuked Ye Fanchen one after another, expressing the indignation in their hearts.
From their point of view, it was indeed unfair for Ye Fanchen to become the Holy Son.
Presumably, many people cared more about fairness than how much they got.
And among those who witnessed Ye Fanchen's strength yesterday, many of them remained silent at this moment.
Of course, there were also many who sneered at Ye Fanchen like those people.
In Ye Fanchen's heart, all these people who didn't know the truth and blindly complained about unfairness were considered idiots.
Focusing on fairness was simply unrealistic.
If this was in the past, Ye Fanchen would definitely say, "Where did all these idiots come from?"
But now, he couldn't even be bothered to say a word.
Because there were so many idiots in this world.
Ye Fanchen looked at Sun Yubo without saying a word. His eyes seemed to contain ten thousand years of ice.
For a moment, Sun Yubo felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake. His legs couldn't help but tremble.
At this moment, his eyes reflected a shoe sole that was getting bigger and bigger!
In the next second, Sun Yubo felt a sharp pain on his face.
"Pa!"
Immediately after, his entire body flew out!
The hall of the Scripture Depository Pavilion fell into silence. Everyone was stunned!
Boom!
This was the sound of Sun Yubo falling to the ground. His entire body was like a meteor crashing to the ground!
If the floor of the Scripture Depository Pavilion wasn't made of high-quality materials, there would be a big hole in it.
"This …"
This punch was too sudden. Not to mention Sun Yubo, even the onlookers couldn't react in time.
Everyone's expression froze. Only Situ Yixuan's lips curled up slightly at this moment.
At this moment, he finally concluded Ye Fanchen's standard of conduct.
On the other hand, those who could make a move wouldn't talk much.
Not only now, but yesterday in front of the mountain gate of the Dragon City Holy Academy, Ye Fanchen didn't even say a few words despite his killing spree.
Violent and simple! He didn't even bother to talk nonsense!
His face was always cold and indifferent.
Whether it was yesterday or now.
Whether it was facing a powerful enemy or facing the criticism of the crowd.
He was wondering why Ye Fanchen was so calm.
If it was another nineteen-year-old warrior, he would have been angry.
Situ Yixuan didn't speak, his eyes fixed on Ye Fanchen.
He suddenly regretted saying that he wanted to take Ye Fanchen as his servant.
At this time, everyone was shocked by Ye Fanchen's innate majesty. For a long time, no one made a sound.
In the entire hall of the Scripture Depository Pavilion, only the faint wailing of Sun Yubo with a shoe print on his face could be heard.
It was quiet.
However, this silence was broken by a series of hurried footsteps.
A person appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Bai Ning!
First on the Flying Dragon List!
A fifteen-year-old early stage Chaotic Realm expert!
Just now, when everyone was mocking Ye Fanchen, they had more than once compared Bai Ning and Ye Fanchen.
It highlighted that Ye Fanchen's strength was not enough and he was not worthy of being the Holy Son.
They didn't expect Bai Ning to appear at this time.
Speak of the devil.
Everyone's eyes unconsciously looked in the direction of Bai Ning.
When Bai Ning arrived at the Scripture Depository Pavilion, he was frightened by the strange atmosphere in the hall and was at a loss for a moment.
"What's going on?" Bai Ning smiled awkwardly and murmured.
No one answered.
However, there were quite a number of people who were looking at Ye Fanchen at this moment with a slight mocking look on their faces.
The atmosphere was a little strange for a moment.
"Bai Ning!" Sun Yubo looked at Bai Ning as if he saw his savior, "Come, help me!"
Because Bai Ning was still young, he was not scheming and had a gentle temper. Therefore, he had a good relationship with many of the top fifty on the Flying Dragon List.
Although they were good friends, many still spoke to Bai Ning in a shouting tone.
Taking advantage of his age to shout at a young genius, it was a good experience.
Because a hidden sense of superiority would breed in his heart.
It felt like taking in a genius as a follower, although it was a little bit of self-deception.
Although it was just his own imagination, it still felt good.
Bai Ning's mind was still relatively immature and naturally didn't know what these people were thinking. He went up and helped Sun Yubo up.
Sun Yubo very much enjoyed being helped up by Bai Ning and glowered at Ye Fanchen, "Damn it, Ye Fanchen, your sneak attack is nothing!"
"Bai Ning, you know, this person is the newly crowned Holy Son of our Dragon City Holy Court. This position originally belonged to you, but it was snatched away by this guy who relied on the power behind him."
"I just didn't like him and scolded him, and he actually attacked me?"
Hearing this sentence, everyone's face showed a hint of ridicule.
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