Chapter 777: Pretending to Be Cool Reaches a New Level

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"Wow, the Son of Flame is out!"

"So handsome, so beautiful, so cool!"

The cheers in the entire venue were like waves, rising and falling.

Surrounded by the gazes of tens of thousands of spectators, Wang Yan followed Uncle Pao's approach, using flames as armor and flowing fire to make a cloak. His entire body, including the demon wings behind him, was covered in flames.

The layers of flames whistled in the wind. Although he could not condense the flame elements into matter like Uncle Pao, his flame armor was also condensed as it was, and the shape that followed his mind was more handsome and cool than Uncle Pao's traditional armor.

Even if he was just standing on the ring, the majestic momentum was like the king of flames, descending to the world, majestic and powerful, and directly captured people's hearts.

After a few breaths, the whirring flames suddenly bloomed and disappeared like fireworks. Wang Yan also returned to his original sunny, handsome and friendly appearance as a young man, smiling and waving to the audience around him.

The whole venue was boiling again, especially some women, who were so excited.

This spectacular and dazzling way of appearance was performed by Wang Yan, without any publicity or show-off, but rather approachable, calm and steady. In the eyes of the audience, the Son of Flame is not only handsome and awesome, but also so warm. As a fan of the Son of Flame, it is so happy!

"Ah! Son of Flame, so handsome, I want to give birth to a baby for you!"

"Son of Flame, I love you! I want to unlock all the postures for you!"

"Squeak! Chirp!" In the audience of the National Bureau of Non-Government Affairs, a cute little snow ferret was excitedly standing on the head of a hairy crab, dancing happily.

The chirping sound seemed to say that big brother Wang Yan finally appeared, and I am so happy! Come on, big brother!

"Puff, puff!" The hairy crab also waved a pair of big claws and spit out a bunch of bubbles, as if to say, "Come on, big brother!" When you win, I will catch a sea monster in the sea to honor you!

Next to the little snow ferret and the hairy crab, the cute little bunny girl and Miss Guan Nuo, together with a large group of non-governmental organizations, have already put up banners and slogans, and small flags and whistles for cheering are endless.

"Mmm, uncle is so handsome, I like him the most."

Sun Youmiao sat at the front of the stands, and like many young girls at the scene, her eyes were full of intoxication.

"Tsk, Amitabha, this kid has already pretended to be a new height. How are we seniors going to live in the future?" Liu Bujie was somewhat relieved and smiled bitterly in the player seat on the sidelines.

He, a senior of the non-governmental organizations, is more than a dozen years older than Wang Yan, but his popularity is not even half as high as the other party. Not only that, his girlfriend can already be counted as a pair. It's true that people are more angry than others.

The conference site was lively, and the bigwigs of various national organizations on the rostrum were not idle.

"Congratulations, Director Han, your Huaxia country's young generation is really talented, especially this Son of Flame, who has excellent talent and character."

"Yes, yes, this Son of Flame has an absolutely limitless future."

The Youth Conference itself is a platform to show strength and win over allies. After seeing the excellent potential of Huaxia's young generation, some small national organizations and former allies came forward and made polite acquaintances.

Han Hongbo, director general of the National Non-Government Bureau, although he responded calmly on the surface, he was already overjoyed in his heart. He has worked hard for decades, hoping that Huaxia will rise from now on. Now he finally sees the rising hope in these young people.

Above the main seat of the rostrum, the envoy of light, Dale, and Prince Rose, although they did not speak, their eyes were already full of love and relief.

They and Uncle Pao have always treated this beloved disciple as their own child. Watching him grow up little by little in the past two years is like a mother who sees her child grow up. The relief and joy come from the heart, which outsiders naturally cannot understand.

"Humph! It's just a facade, just a pretense." The Japanese leader Mitsui glanced coldly at Wang Yan on the ring and whispered to the Indian leader. Then the leaders of the Southeast Asian and North American secret alliances also joined their voice transmission conversation.

"That's right, now it's only A+ level strength, what's there to be proud of?"

"So far, the games he won were either cunning or the opponents were too bad. He thought he really had any ability?"

Off the court, Ampere Munehide and Satan Apostle Harrison stood at the entrance of the player channel respectively, looking at Wang Yan with a hint of cruelty in their eyes.

Both of them have their own ambitions and goals. Although getting rid of Wang Yan is not the main purpose of their cooperation and alliance, it is the most unbearable thing for them.

Of course, they were not in a hurry to get rid of this annoying guy right now. It would be more interesting to slowly eliminate some people who annoyed them.

The enthusiastic cheers from the audience lasted for a long time before gradually subsiding.

"Next, let us invite the opponent of the Son of Fire, the Holy Knight of the Holy Light, the Glory of Holy Light, especially Seth!"

The host Sean seemed to be infected by this enthusiasm, and at this moment he also looked energetic and bright. After his loud announcement, the audience immediately applauded the legendary Holy Knight.

Ulises' life is full of legends. He was an orphan who lived on the streets. Although he was not chosen as the Son of God in his early years, he climbed to the top step by step without the resources of the Son of God. He was already famous in the world at the age of 30, and reached the level of half-step S-level before the age of 40.

Even the Flame Lord of that year praised him for his unlimited future.

Unfortunately, fate always likes to play jokes on people. He had a rough life. When he was a child, his mentor died in the battle against the Demon Lord of Destruction. When he was a teenager, his adoptive parents were both killed in a war.

Even his beloved wife was a witch who supported the Dark Council and almost turned him into a fallen paladin.

In that dispute, he also accidentally killed his beloved wife.

The loss of his love almost made him fall into eternal depravity. Fortunately, the Pope was merciful and did not put him in the Inquisition, nor did he pursue his sin of combining with the witch. He just hoped that he could live this life under the mercy of the Holy Light.

But he himself strengthened his faith in this painful struggle, rose up vigorously, and his state of mind and cultivation increased day by day.

During this period, he always rushed to the front in any danger, and at the same time he was the most determined guardian of his companions.

In order to pursue the enemy, he even stepped into the kingdom of the dead alone, and faced the traps of witches and the curses of demons alone. In many critical moments, he relied on his firm belief and tenacious will to turn the tide and save his companions.

It was his bravery and fearlessness, as well as his silent dedication to the Holy See, that won him the title of Holy Light, the glory of Holy Light, and the model of the Holy See, which was personally awarded by His Holiness the Pope.

His strength and accumulation were even praised by the Dark Council, the old rival of the Holy See of Light. This generation of members of the Holy See, including the Son and the Daughter, almost all grew up listening to his legendary stories since childhood.

"Look, the glory of holy light, Ulysses is out!"

Amid the enthusiastic cheers of the audience of the Church of Light, the Holy Knight Ulysses slowly walked onto the stage.

He wore a set of silver plate armor, and a knight's cloak with a red cross on his back, symbolizing the Church of Light. He held a silver helmet under his armpit with his left hand, and held a half-man-high punishment sword in his right hand, standing quietly in front of Wang Yan.

He looked at Wang Yan indifferently, his deep eyes were like an endless ocean, and his slightly melancholy temperament seemed to have seen all the vicissitudes of life, revealing a trace of loneliness and fatigue.

On his face with a little stubble, which looked mature and handsome, there was a clearly visible scar.

That was the mark left by his deceased wife. In order to remember that moment forever, he never healed the scar.

It was this story-filled symbol that added a bit of sadness to his tall image, which attracted the male audience to admire and sigh, and the female audience to admire and be obsessed with him.

"Ulysses is really handsome, he is worthy of being a hero of the Church, and he is the goal that every man should strive for!"

Some female audiences, especially after hearing the legendary stories being discussed around them, had tears in their eyes, "Woo, what a gentle, infatuated man!"

"I really want to use my soft embrace to comfort his wounded heart."

On the ring, Wang Yan's mouth twitched slightly. Is it really Ulysses standing in front of him? Why is it that when he is with Liu Bujie, the romantic spirit of the world is completely different?

Ulysses "clanged" and inserted his punishment sword into the ring in front of him, lit a cigarette with one hand, and took a deep breath.

"Hiss... huh..." As he slowly exhaled the smoke, it seemed as if he exhaled the vicissitudes of the past that had settled in his heart, and he looked so melancholy and deep.

He slowly raised his eyes, looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle, melancholy, "Young people are formidable, Son of Flame. Seeing you grow to this point, I can also... rest assured that Lulu will be handed over to you in the future."

That tone seemed to be indifferent to life and death, and he was entrusting the last bit of his life to the Son of Flame.

In the stands, many female audiences sobbed and cried.

"Wuwu... What a good man, at this moment of duel, he is still thinking about the happiness of others!"

"I am so moved, wuwu, he is really a role model of knights, I must marry him! Wuwuwu..."

"Uncle Ulysses..." The Saint of Light was also moved, her voice was a little choked, and she couldn't speak.

"Wang Yan! Did you hear it? You must not let Uncle Ulysses down!" The Saint of Light, Wright, also suppressed his emotion in his heart, raised his head and looked like he was striving to become stronger with his predecessor as his goal.

Beside him, a bunch of holy knights and members of the church were all very moved, looking at Wang Yan one by one, as if they would fight to the death with Wang Yan if he dared to disappoint Senior Ulysses's expectations.

"Puff!"

Wang Yan almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and was completely stunned.

Routine, all routine. Ulysses, you are a holy knight, the glory of the holy light, you are pretending like this, is it really okay? I am now afraid that after I beat you, I will be scolded to death by you, my mother's family.

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