Dongfang Kuang didn't say much, walked straight to the first seat and sat upright.

A pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts stared at Ling Jianchen, as if he was about to see through him. After looking through for ten breaths, Dongfang Kuang spoke: "Yi Shuihan, you killed the deputy director of the Five Poisons, the Saint Son of Wu Xing and Li Yuanshang, what are you going to say?"

Gulu!

Ling Jianchen swallowed the slightly cool tea in the cup and shook his head.

"This tea stir-fry is too old and tastes bitter."

Putting down the teacup, it seemed as if I had heard Dongfang Kuang's words, looked up at him with a harmless expression on his face, "If the dean thinks that the lives of those three ants can be compared with me, then I have nothing to say!"

"Yi Shuihan, you are too arrogant..." Dongfang Wuji glared.

He thought that Ling Jianchen would surrender obediently when Dongfang Kuang appeared.

Never expected...

Not only did Ling Jianchen not give in, he was extremely stubborn and firm.

He is not afraid of the Eastern Crazy at all!

Dongfang Kuang was also stunned for a moment, looking at Ling Jianchen up and down, and suddenly grinned, revealing a playful look: "It's interesting and interesting, I appreciate you more and more. Yi Shuihan, you are right. The three ants of the Five Poisons are tied together, and they are not as good as you. From now on, you will be the tenth holy son of the Holy Academy of Beihai College, so you will be named the Son of Mad Sword, how about it?"

"Old Ancestor..."

Dongfang Wuji was shocked.

Dongfang Kuang glanced at him, and Dongfang Wuji dared not speak again.

Ling Jianchen repeatedly chewed the four words "The Mad Sword" and the Holy Son.

With one knife in hand, dominate the world!

Ling Jianchen smiled: "Mad Dao, I am very satisfied with this title."

"Since that's the case, you will go back first. Three days later, you will be officially crowned by the Holy Son. I will hold a crown ceremony for you!" Dongfang Kuang said with a smile, with a kind expression, just like an elder next door.

"Thank you, Dean, for this!"

He bowed to the east and Ling Jianchen left.

Waiting for Ling Jianchen to disappear from sight.

Dongfang Wuji could no longer bear it and asked, "Old ancestor, aren't you going to ask him how he caused the strange phenomena in heaven and earth? Why didn't he mention it at all, and he didn't even pursue the murder of Vice President Wu Du and others?"

Dongfang Kuang is not only the ancestor of the Dongfang family, but also the master of Dongfang Wuji.

He knew the character of Dongfang Crazy.

This is an existence that cannot be tolerated by sand in my eyes.

If it were in the past...

With Ling Jianchen's previous attitude, Dongfang Kuang was about to get angry and kill people.

Dongfang Kuang smiled slightly, glanced at Dongfang Wuji, and said lightly: "Who said he would not pursue it?"

"Then do you still call him the Holy Son?" Dongfang Wuji looked confused.

Dongfang Kuang played with the cup in his hand, his eyes were sharp and his cold edge was shining, which was a world of difference from his kind appearance before. His palm was slightly raised, and his palm was facing up.

A moth fell in the palm of his palm, flapping its wings and flew, but it seemed to encounter an invisible obstacle.

Frustrations repeatedly.

When it flies up, it is pressed down and locked firmly in the palm of your hand.

Bang!

Dongfang Kuang suddenly held his palm tightly, and the moth turned into powder. His voice rang out slowly: "It's just an ant. No matter it flies together, it can't fly out of the palm of my hand. Instead of crushing it directly, why not have fun and slowly crush it after you have enough?"

Dongfang Wuji's heart was throbbing, and his scarlet tongue licked his lips, revealing a ferocious and bloodthirsty light: "Yi Shuihan, you are probably very proud now, right? What a pity, you are just a moth in the palm of your ancestor, and you will never escape death!"

He stood up slowly.

Dongfang Kuang looked at Ling Jianchen's departure back and murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "Yi Shuihan? I haven't encountered such an interesting toy for a long time. Don't let me down! It can trigger the changes of the Heavenly Cauldron and the strange phenomena of heaven and earth. Hehe, this is a peerless delicacy, you have to taste it slowly..."

………

Ling Jianchen ascended the throne of the saint, and Dongfang Kuang, the dean of Beihai College, personally gave the title - Kuang Dao!

This news spreads to all directions like a plague.

In just two days.

The name Yi Shuihan spread throughout the Beihai Empire.

The strong men immediately sent their masters to investigate all the information about Yi Shuihan, but they could only find out the news that Yi Shuihan appeared after Guangyang City.

As for the previous...

Even the spies of the royal family have found nothing.

but.

This does not prevent the three words Yi Shuihan from becoming the younger generation of genius.

The anti-Heaven List is updated and re-arranged.

Yi Shuihan's name is listed in the thirteenth place.

For a moment.

The Beihai Empire was in an uproar!

"Incredible, the first time I was on the thirteenth place in the list of defiance!"

"This is nothing incomprehensible. Yi Shuihan killed the old man Wu Poisons and the Holy Son of Wu Xing, and even fought with Dongfang Wuji for dozens of moves unbeaten. This record ranks thirteenth and deserves its reputation!"

The ranking of the Holy Son of Wu Xing ranks fifteenth on the list of anti-Heavenly.

Ling Jianchen can kill him, and his combat power is at least fifteen.

In Guangyang City.

The Beitang clan was decorated with lights and looked festive. The Beitang ancestor laughed and drank ten jars of strong wine in a row: "Okay, okay, I really didn't miss it. In just a few months, Young Master Yi has become the saint of the Holy Academy. Such talent and strength may even reach the realm of Oriental Crazy and Your Majesty in the future. The revival of my Beitang clan is expected!"

Beitangyun looked at Beitang's ancestor with admiration: "It's still the ancestor who is wise and has seen Young Master Yi's amazing potential early on!"

"Xiao Yun, you are now at the helm of the Beitang clan. You must remember that you must never betray Young Master Yi in this life. Even if there is only one person left in the clan, as long as Young Master Yi is still alive, my Beitang clan will have hope of rising!" The ancestor of Beitang said solemnly.

Beitangyun focuses on the key points.

The ancestor of Beitang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yun, go and prepare a gift. You, my grandfather and grandson rushed to the imperial capital as quickly as possible. Be sure to rush to the position of the Holy Son of Young Master Yi. We are Young Master Yi's loyal servants. The master is crowned. How can we not be there?"

"Yun'er understands!" Beitangyun left immediately.

at the same time……

The imperial capital, in the palace.

The first person in the Beihai Empire, the emperor Beihai Qingtian, looked at Beihai's seal standing in front of him and said lightly: "Feng'er, tomorrow's Yi Shuihan coronation ceremony, you go on your behalf, and be sure to have a good relationship with him!"

"My son accepts the order!" Beihai said calmly.

On the other side of the imperial capital.

The presidents of the four major chambers of commerce, the Starry Sky Chamber of commerce, the Shanhe Chamber of commerce and the Qingluo Chamber of commerce, Nie Xingchen, Chen Shanhe and others also gathered together.

Nie Xingchen said in a deep voice: "Everyone, we have never been able to track down Ling Jianchen's whereabouts for half a year. However, recently this president discovered that one person was probably Ling Jianchen!"

"who?"

Chen Shanhe sat upright and asked in a deep voice.

The branches of the four chambers of commerce in Tianyun City were destroyed and robbed. The four chambers of commerce joined forces but could not find the murderer. This was a joke that became the Beihai Empire. They hated Ling Jianchen so much.
Chapter completed!