And this number is obviously not the final number of registrations, because the registration time set by Brotherhood is one month, and in the next few days, many registration points have been added.
With the increasing number of applicants, all kinds of topics about the Continental Classic are flying all over the mainland.
"Master, I want to sign up for the Continental Classic!"
On this day, Su Fan was reviewing official documents in his room, and Wang Mo suddenly walked in from outside.
"You want to sign up?"
Su Fan raised his head to look at Wang Mo, staring at the apprentice's slightly childish face, then shook his head and said, "No, you should wait two years before going to participate!"
"why?"
When Wang Mo heard Su Fan's disagreement, he immediately said anxiously: "Master, I am already fifteen years old. Didn't you start to invade the mainland early when I was my age?"
"You misunderstood, it has nothing to do with age!"
Su Fan said faintly: "Apprentice, I am now the number one master in mainland China, and you are my apprentice, and everyone knows that if you participate in the elite tournament and lose in the hands of others, then this shameful person You are not the only one!"
"Master, rest assured, I will never lose among my peers!"
Wang Mo straightened his chest and believed very self-confidently: "Master, you have taught me the Three Slashes of Thunder and Lightning, and I have achieved great success, and the Deadwood Changchun Gong has reached a level of endless success. With my current strength, it is sure to be in the top 500 of the elite. No effort!"
"If you just have the confidence to be in the top 500, then there is no need for you to go in this competition!"
Su Fan threw the official document on the table and looked at Wang Mo with scorching eyes: "In the Brotherhood, you have the best cultivation environment in the world and the cultivation qualifications that are twice the normal number. With such a big advantage Next, if you can't even win the first place, it's too unreasonable!"
"First place?"
Wang Mo was stunned, and immediately frowned: "Master, with my current ability, I am afraid that I am not the opponent of those high-level saints. It is really embarrassing for me that you let me win the first place!"
"Is it embarrassing?"
Su Fan said with no expression on his face: "Then give me back to practice behind closed doors, and when you are sure to get the first place in the Classic, you can register for the competition anytime!"
"Master!"
Wang Mo held the hilt of the sword, and shouted unwillingly.
"What are you calling for? Why don't you practice? With your current strength, going out to participate in the competition is also embarrassing!"
Su Fan slapped his hand on the table and scolded Wang Mo.
"Yes...Master..."
Wang Mo's eyes were red, and this young man with a strong temperament was stung by Su Fan again.
why? Why does the master never give him a chance to prove himself!
This was the case before, and it is the same now, as if in the eyes of the master, oneself will always be the child who needs to be protected by the master.
Outside the door, Su Tianmo had been standing for a while, and when he saw Wang Mo wiped his shoulders with his tears, his brows frowned.
"Brother, are you too harsh on this kid? Anyway, he is your only disciple!"
Su Tianmo walked in from outside the hall, with a hint of blame in his tone: "What's more, everyone can see Xiao Wangmo's efforts during this period. The fifteen-year-old emperor has searched through the entire human race history. How many come out?"
"Hey, he cultivates the top-notch techniques, the top-notch martial arts, and uses the best resources. With so many excellent conditions, if he can't become a great emperor, what's the difference between it and waste? "
Su Fan's face was slightly cold, and although his tone was stiff, he still had a little strangeness.
"Trash? Brother, what you said is a bit too much. Who in this league nowadays doesn't boast that Xiao Wang Mo is a cultivator that has been rare in a thousand years? They are all the same evaluation objects, how come you are here instead Is it waste?"
Su Tianmo can't listen anymore. Wang Mo is clearly improving every day, and he usually performs very well. How can Su Fan turn a blind eye to this?
"Yeah, let you people say good things. As a master, I can only say bad things every day!"
Su Fan stood up and waved his hand, the pile of official documents on the table disappeared instantly, replaced by a tea set.
"Try it? The fresh tea I just made this morning!"
Su Fan picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of hot tea. He didn't have any favorite foods and drinks in recent years, but he was a little interested in the tea produced everywhere.
"Brother, don't change the subject! I ask you, do you agree with Xiao Wangmo's registration for the elite tournament?"
Su Tianmo asked with a cold face, in fact, he came with Wang Mo. Since being brought to the Brotherhood by Su Fan, Su Tianmo has been arranged by Su Fan to stay in Wang Mo's yard.
And after living with Wang Wei under the same roof for a while, Su Tianmo also appreciated this young man who practiced seriously every day.
Therefore, when Su Tianmo heard that Wang Mo wanted to sign up for the Continental Classic, he immediately raised his hands in agreement.
"disagree!"
Su Fan said slowly: "Don't even think about it!"
"you!"
Su Tianmo turned away when he heard the words, and Su Fan asked again before he went out: "I have made all the tea. Are you sure you don't stay for a drink before leaving?"
"What to drink? I'm full of gas!"
Su Tian said devilishly, and he chased him in the direction where Wang Mo left.
"Why is it so atmospheric?"
In the room, Su Fan smacked his mouth and said to himself: "Anyway, no matter what, you will find a way to sign up with me behind your back. This will be my temporary shot for you!"
"Well, the tea offered by Cangshui City is really good, and I will bring two more packets to the main of the Acropolis!"
Everything was just as Su Fan had guessed. On the next day, Su Fan received news from the guard that Wang Mo had left home, and this time even Su Tianmo followed.
Of course, Wang Mo still had some consideration when he left. He placed a letter on the table and wrote his general whereabouts on the letter.
"Leader, do you want to lead a team of people in a humble position to chase the young leader back?"
The guard who came to report inquired that he was the captain of the guard responsible for protecting Wang Mo's safety. At this moment, Wang Mo had lost his whereabouts. The captain of the guard was sweaty in anxious manner, for fear that Su Fan would punish him.
"Forget it, let him go. When the child is older, he always has to go out to meet the world. Besides, this time with my brother following, there shouldn't be any major incidents!"
Su Fan waved his hand to the guard and said, "Go down, you and the people under your hands have been optimistic about the other courtyard where the young leader lives in the past few days, so don't let that courtyard be a thief!"
"Yes, my lord!"
