If Ye Chen refuses to fight, Fang Lenghan can also make a fuss, saying that Ye Chen does not dare to fight him because he is afraid that after compressing his cultivation, he will no longer be his opponent.
It was considered that Fang Lenghan had found an excuse.
Even if others don't care, as long as there is such an excuse, Fang Lenghan can slowly achieve his goal.
"Do you want His Highness the Holy Son to compress his cultivation to the fourth level of the Divine Treasure Realm and then fight you?"
The third elder looked at Fang Lenghan in surprise.
I have to say, this guy is very scheming.
If Ye Chen compresses his cultivation, Fang Lenghan does have a chance, but not much.
However, in the view of the third elder, even so, the other party has no chance.
Even within the same realm, His Royal Highness the Holy Son is almost invincible.
How could this Fang Lenghan have a chance?
"Third Elder, I hope you can agree."
"I want to fight at the same level as His Royal Highness the Holy Son, so that I can know the gap between me and him."
Fang Lenghan still has some brains, but not much.
In order to fight against His Majesty the Holy Son, he actually said such words.
His confidence stems from that powerful secret method, which can instantly increase his combat power by five times.
This would greatly narrow the gap between him and Ye Chen.
However, this powerful secret technique can only be used once in three days. After use, you will be in a weak period and need to rest for three days to recover.
The third elder fell into deep thought. If it were an ordinary disciple, he would simply ignore it.
Not everyone is qualified to challenge His Royal Highness the Holy Son.
However, Fang Lenghan won the first place in the Holy Land Competition, and he would try his best to satisfy any requests.
"I can't agree to this. You have to ask His Royal Highness the Son what he means."
The third elder spoke.
"Then please, Third Elder, please contact His Royal Highness the Holy Son."
Fang Lenghan said.
The third elder was a little helpless, but it was hard to refuse directly in front of everyone.
"To be honest, if His Royal Highness the Holy Son compresses his cultivation, this guy really has a chance."
"I can finally see that this guy wants to use His Highness the Holy Son to make a big splash."
"Thankfully, this guy can really say it and let His Highness the Holy Son compress his cultivation!"
"This Fang Lenghan is so scheming. It's really hard to deal with such a person!"
"I think even if His Highness the Holy Son compresses his cultivation, this guy is no match for His Highness the Holy Son."
"But based on this guy's shitty nature, if His Royal Highness the Holy Son agrees, he will probably make some unreasonable demands."
"That's quite possible!"
The disciples in the square started talking.
When they heard that Fang Lenghan asked His Highness the Holy Son to compress his cultivation to fight with him, these disciples understood.
I didn't expect that this guy's wishful thinking was so effective. No wonder he dared to challenge His Royal Highness the Holy Son.
"I have no time, tell him to get lost!"
Ye Chen received the message from the third elder and said directly.
He knew full well that Fang Lenghan had his own wishful thinking, so how could it be possible for him to get his wishful thinking?
Of course, Ye Chen can also take action and can easily suppress Fang Lenghan, even if he compresses his cultivation level.
It's just that this plot is very important, and the rewards after lying down are extremely generous. How could Ye Chen give up?
And this Fang Lenghan said he could challenge him if he wanted to, who did he think he was.
He is the Holy Son of Misty Holy Land, and he cannot be challenged by anyone who says he wants to.
If you accept Fang Lenghan's challenge today, will other disciples come to challenge you another day?
Besides, he was already lying down, so how could he accept the challenge from the protagonist of Destiny?
However, in the original work, Ye Chen actually lost, which was really faked by Fang Lenghan.
After that battle, Fang Lenghan's reputation in the Holy Land soared, leading many disciples to think that Fang Lenghan could really replace the Holy Son.
In the end, under Fang Lenghan's calculation, it really succeeded.
However, these are the plots of the original work. In reality, Ye Chen has already laid down and does not follow this trick at all.
"Fang Lenghan, I'm really sorry, His Royal Highness the Holy Son has rejected your challenge."
The third elder said.
This result was what he expected.
"Third Elder, His Royal Highness the Holy Son does not dare to accept my challenge. Is it because he is afraid?"
Fang Lenghan couldn't help but feel anxious.
All he did was to challenge the Holy Son Ye Chen.
If Ye Chen refuses to fight now, then his goal will not be achieved, and he will probably become a joke in the Holy Land, and the elders of the Holy Land may not recognize him.
"Shut up!"
The third elder's face turned cold and he said coldly: "Fang Lenghan, don't think too highly of yourself!"
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son is already a strong man in the ninth level of the Yuanshen Realm. He may break through to the Dongxu Realm at any time. Do you think His Highness the Holy Son will be afraid of you?"
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son should not fight, that is because there is no need at all. The strength gap between you and His Highness the Holy Son is too big, and there is no need for His Highness the Holy Son to compete with you."
"And do you think His Royal Highness the Holy Son has such a free day? Doesn't he need to practice?"
Seeing Fang Lenghan's reluctance, the third elder didn't like it very much.
Originally, after the Holy Land Competition was over, he should have left to deal with the affairs of the Holy Land, but he had been wasting his time here.
"This guy really overestimates his capabilities. He actually said that His Highness the Holy Son is afraid."
"That is, why should His Royal Highness accept the challenge? Who does he think he is?"
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son is also asked to compress his cultivation to fight at the same level as him. Will His Highness the Holy Son be so free?"
"Yes, I am very powerful and can completely suppress you. Why would I boringly compress my cultivation to fight you?"
"That is, if fighting requires compressing the realm of cultivation, then why should we work hard to improve our cultivation?"
Many disciples looked at Fang Lenghan and their eyes became cold.
I thought this guy was powerful just now, but I didn't expect that the other person was a guy who didn't know the heights and heights of the world.
"Since His Highness the Holy Son is not afraid, why don't you dare to accept my challenge?"
Fang Lenghan still said reluctantly.
Hearing this, the expressions of everyone present couldn't help but change greatly, and their eyes turned to Fang Lenghan with disgust.
Liu Feiyan, who had been watching the excitement, stood up directly.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son is very busy and has no time to accept your challenge. If you want to challenge me, I can compete with you."
"If you can't even defeat me, then you are naturally not qualified to challenge His Highness the Holy Son."
Liu Feiyan said very unhappy.
This Fang Lenghan was a little too arrogant. He said that he wanted to replace His Highness the Holy Son as soon as he opened his mouth. He also said that His Highness the Holy Son was scared. How could Liu Feiyan endure this!
"Moon God Palace, Liu Feiyan?!"
The moment he saw Liu Feiyan standing up, Fang Lenghan frowned slightly.
This person is one of the two beauties in Eastern China.
One of them is Lin Wan'er, and the other one is Liu Feiyan.
Liu Feiyan is different from Lin Wan'er's aloofness. In addition to being as beautiful as a fairy, she is also very charming, which is something that men cannot resist.
He failed to pursue Lin Wan'er before, and now he has not been in contact with Liu Feiyan, which has always been a big regret in his heart.
Especially when I heard that Liu Feiyan had become Ye Chen's follower, I felt even more regretful.
"I just want to challenge the Piaomiao Holy Son!"
Fang Lenghan gritted his teeth and said.
