In fact, Su Fan also deliberately wanted to train his disciples.
After all, for a monk, actual combat is the fastest way to improve his strength.
However, even if Su Fan temporarily blocked the news of Wang Mo's departure from the city, within a few days, news of Wang Mo's registration for the Mainland Classic was sent back to the Brotherhood.
"My lord, did you allow the young lord to register for the Continental Classic?"
On this day, in the conference hall, an elder walked out of the queue and asked with a puzzled look.
"Yes indeed!"
Su Fan nodded without thinking, and smiled: "I have never had time to test and teach Mo'er's cultivation results. This time it coincides with our holding of the Continental Classic, so I think it is better to take this opportunity to take a look. Is Mo'er's current strength really as good as the outside world said!"
"Oh I got it!"
The elder suddenly realized that, and the various departments who participated in the management of the council together instantly showed different expressions.
"Dare to ask the lord, what kind of ranking do you plan to let the young lord win?"
Someone asked carefully, and this question also asked everyone's heart.
This time, there is almost no threshold to register for the Continental Classic. There are not only a large number of participants, but more than half of the monks in the mainland.
With the different strengths of the contestants, but because the brotherhood has given extremely generous rewards, the corresponding strong players who signed up for the elite tournament also reached a very high value.
Among these powerhouses, there are some top-notch players and hidden masters who are not well-known.
But if Wang Mo wants to stand out from these powerful people, if there is no black box operation, it will be even more difficult!
"Mo Er mentioned to this seat before he left, he can enter the top five hundred with his own ability!"
Su Fan glanced at everyone, and there was a hint of deep meaning in his tone: "But I feel that in terms of Mo'er's potential, five hundred are a bit too low! Do you understand?"
"Subordinates understand!"
The managers responsible for hosting the event knelt down and said in unison.
"Mo Er, the teacher can only help you so much. If you want to win the championship, you have to rely on your own ability to fight for it!"
Su Fan said silently in his heart that he could open some convenient doors for Wang Mo, but he could not make it too obvious.
After all, this event is for the entire Soul Heaven Continent cultivation world. If anyone with a discerning eye can see the tricks in it, it will inevitably lose the prestige of the Brotherhood.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it is the season of spring.
In this season when everything is resurrecting, the qualifier of the Continental Classic, which has excited all the cultivators of the Soul Sky Continent, finally kicked off.
"Wang Mo heard that he was assigned to the Northern Territory Division. Ying Ling sent me a letter a few days ago. The letter said that there are no decent masters in the Northern Territory, and that the strongest is no more than Soul Sage Level 3! "
On this day, Su Fan and Long Moxue were walking hand in hand in the garden, when Long Moxue suddenly said something to Su Fan.
"Ying Ling? Who is that?"
When Su Fan stopped, the name was very strange, and it was the first time he heard Long Moxue mention it.
"She is the daughter of the city lord of Cangshui City in the Northern Territory. Her full name is Wei Yingling. When you were not in the city a few days ago, the city lord of Cangshui City brought a group of tributes. Yingling was the one who was with you, and I was also at that time. Know her!" Long Moxue said.
"Cangshui City Lord?"
Su Fan was startled at first, and then quickly reacted: "You mean the old guy who gave tea?"
what? The old guy who gave tea?
Long Moxue couldn't laugh or cry. The city lord of Cangshui City had a name and a surname, but Su Fan was just an unknown person who gave tea.
"Didn't I tell you the name of the Lord of the Acropolis? Why did you forget the name of others in a few days?"
Long Moxue gave Su Fan a white look, but Su Fan was a little confused: "I only remember the city lord's surname Wei. As for his specific name, I really can't remember!"
Of course, this is just one side of Su Fan. He has an unforgettable ability, and his memory is even more amazing. How can he even not remember his name?
It's just that Su Fan didn't care about this at all. After all, there were so many cities on the Soul Heaven Continent that there were too many stars, so he really didn't need to remember the name of a city lord very clearly.
"Since you can't remember, then I'll tell you again today, the city lord is called Wei Bing, and his daughter Wei Yingling is my best friend, have you heard it clearly?" Long Moxue looked dissatisfied.
"Listen clearly, the city lord is called Wei Bing, and his daughter is Wei Yingling. It's yours..."
Su Fan stopped talking about this, and suddenly opened his eyes wide to look at Long Moxue, and said in astonishment: "What are you talking about? She is your best friend?"
"Yeah! Yingling's temper is very appetizing to me. I had a good chat with her during the days when she entered the city. Before she left the city, we had become good sisters who talked about everything!"
Long Moxue tweeted, and when she mentioned Wei Yingling, her eyes were full of light, and Su Fan felt jealous.
At the same time, Su Fan was also very curious about Wei Yingling. He knew Long Moxue's explosive temper very well, and most people couldn't bear it. Wei Yingling was able to talk to Long Moxue. This shows that this There must be something special about the woman.
"Hehe, it's rare that you can find someone who can talk to you intimately!"
Su Fan smiled calmly. He planned to send someone to look up Wei Yingling to see if the so-called daughter of the city lord deliberately approached Long Moxue with other purposes.
"Master, this Wei Yingling has a great reputation in the North, and she is known as the four great heroes of the younger generation in the North. She has a business mind and is the only owner behind the scenes of the largest brothel Tibetan Xiangfang in the North!"
A few days later, Jian Chen, who had returned from investigation in the Northern Territory, was reporting to Su Fan about Wei Yingling's various situations.
"She still runs a brothel?"
Su Fan's expression moved, and he sneered disdainfully: "It turns out to be just a pimping bustard! This kind of inferior woman is also worthy of being a best friend with Mo Xue? Jian Chen, how many people do you send to warn her and let this woman stay on her own? a little!"
"Yes!"
Jian Chen replied with respect, and after that, he sent a few experts from the intelligence force to Cangshui City to warn Wei Yingling.
However, these people never came back after they left. After Jian Chen learned the news, he did not directly report it to Su Fan, but sent some masters one after another.
However, like the first group of people sent out before, the whereabouts of these masters disappeared without a trace after entering Cangshui City.
After losing dozens of talents of intelligence forces, Jian Chen finally realized the seriousness of the situation.
