For the result of the third place, Fan Lang was not surprised, let alone discouraged.

On the path of martial arts, there are many people waiting for him to surpass, and there are many mountains waiting for him to climb.

"Who is the first and second place?" Fan Lang asked calmly.

"The first place is called 'Guang Yaohui', he is the one hundred and sixty-third prince of His Majesty the God Emperor of his country, or the seventh 'True Divine Son', he has received the empowerment and baptism of His Majesty the God Emperor since he was born, he has been born with the Dao Domain, and he reached the Galaxy Realm at the age of only twenty-five, he has a unique advantage, you are behind him, and you are not wronged at all. The examiner replied.

Fan Lang lost to one of the princes of the Aurora God Emperor!

The Aurora God Emperor is the supreme ruler of the Aurora God Kingdom, and hundreds of millions of martial gods have to submit to him, and the son he gave birth to can be cultivated at the highest level, and it is difficult to think of it.

Ordinary princes are still like this, and the true god son is even more exaggerated.

The so-called true god son is a small group of special lucky people, or a special way of reproduction.

The fertility of the martial god is divided into two kinds, one is to resign to fate, let God arrange, and give birth to any child, which is naturally good and bad.

Another way is eugenics, using all kinds of means to improve the quality of offspring, from the time before the male and female copulate, the man cultivates his own "seeds", concentrates various essences, and the woman optimizes his "field" to prepare for conception.

With excellent "seeds", coupled with fertile "fields", good seedlings can grow.

This is just the beginning, and there's a lot to do after that.

When the woman is pregnant, she has to drink all kinds of tonics, and she also has to use her skills to refine the baby in her body, so that she can open her spiritual wisdom for the baby as early as possible, so that the baby can start to cultivate hard before birth.

It's so hard to have a good child!

What's more, even the reincarnated souls of children have to be carefully selected, forcibly manipulating the laws of the six realms of reincarnation, and selecting some powerful souls to reincarnate in the child's body.

For example, this special offspring, called the true son of God, often has a very strong strength from birth, leaving his peers far behind from the starting line.

The two types of fertility have a great influence on the composition of society.

No matter how powerful the martial god is, his mental power is limited, and he will only cultivate a small number of elite offspring, and treat these true gods as treasures.

As for those ordinary children, they naturally get much less pampering, and many of them are born casually.

Fan Lang has so many confidantes around him, but he has no plans to have children for a long time, and it is precisely because of this.

Now his own strength is far from enough, and only when his strength reaches a fairly high level will he consider giving birth to offspring and cultivating that kind of true god son.

Wishing for his son to become a dragon is human nature, if he wants to be born, he must give birth to the true son of God, and only powerful descendants can gain a foothold in the universe.

Guang Yaohui is a descendant born by the Aurora God Emperor with all his heart, and he was born with a golden key. The Aurora God Emperor gave birth to a total of seven True Divine Sons, and he was the seventh and the youngest.

As the examiner said just now, Fan Lang was not wronged when he lost to Guang Yaohui.

Fan Lang then asked, "What about the second one?"

"The second one is called Wei Xiaobao, whose name sounds very ordinary, but his talent is very amazing. As soon as he was born, he was favored by the stars, and the stars revolved around him, and thousands of stars shone on him, refining his body for him. He is twenty-eight years old this year, has the cultivation of the Star River Realm, is the dragon and phoenix among people, and the demon among geniuses. You are not wronged if you lose to him. The examiner introduced.

"Each depends on his ability, and whoever loses or wins is not wronged. ”

"If you're in the top three, it's already amazing, and it's a bright future. Even if the assessment is over, you come with me, and I will take you to the Sword Xuanji Marshal, and he wants to see you by name. It's an opportunity for you to take advantage of the shade with your back against a big tree, and you have to take advantage of it. ”

"It just so happened that I had something to ask him for help, and now he took the initiative to summon me, which is very good. ”

"You have something to look for him?"

"Hmm. ”

When the examiner heard this, he suppressed his curiosity and did not get to the bottom of it. He led the way in front and took Fan Lang alone.

As for the rest of the candidates, there are naturally others to arrange them.

People looked at Fan Lang's departing back, and their eyes were different.

Everyone realizes one thing, Fan Lang, who stands out in the assessment, will take a different path from them.

"He's only third, and there are people who are more talented than him. ”

A sour voice sounded in the crowd, and the sour smell could be smelled from afar.

......

The Xuanji Fortress has a vast area and is equipped with a lot of teleportation arrays, which can be moved quickly.

These teleportation arrays are not available to anyone, and there are identity restrictions.

As Fan Lang's inferior person, he was not qualified to use these teleportation arrays, so he was in a hurry by himself before.

Now it's different, there is a chief examiner who takes him away, using various teleportation arrays to turn, saving a lot of distance, and teleporting all the way to the "Great Marshal's Mansion" in the Xuanji Fortress.

It is a military place, heavily guarded, and the entry and exit are very strict.

A special person led the two inside, and walked through the courtyard of the house all the way to a living room in the depths of the marshal's mansion.

This living room is a large living room, with carved beams and lavish decorations.

The handsome man himself sat down in the living room.

A large man who was three feet tall sat on a chair, his face was heroic, his eyes were bright, and his muscles rose and fell.

This big guy is the clone of the mysterious handsome.

The real Xuanji handsome man is small and exquisite, the size of a palm, and he looks like a young man, sitting on the head of a big man.

One main once, one small and one large, forming a stark contrast.

"Dashuai, I brought you this kid Fan Taotao. The examiner said.

"Okay, let me take a good look at him. The handsome Xuanji was condescending, looked down at Fan Lang who had just entered the door, and looked up and down a few times, "There is majesty, sharpness, and ruthlessness, I admire that kind of person." ”

"See the marshal. Fan Lang bowed slightly.

"No courtesy. You stay alone, everyone else retreats. The Xuanji Marshal commanded.

"Yes. ”

"Yes. ”

Everyone responded and exited the room, the door closed, and there were only two people left in the room.

Even if the Xuanji handsome did not release the coercion, the room gave people an invisible sense of oppression.

When it comes to strength, the Xuanji Marshal is a superior god, and when it comes to status, he is a marshal, in charge of a fortress, and he is superior to others in both aspects, which will inevitably bring pressure to people.

The Xuanji Marshal looked at Fan Lang again and praised: "Good boy, you really have you, you can stand out from so many candidates and rank among the top three in the country, which can be regarded as giving us a long face in the Xuanji Fortress." With your talent and strength, the future is limitless, and the future is promising. ”

"Thank you for the compliment. Fan Lang was neither humble nor arrogant.

"If a good seedling wants to grow, it also needs the support of nobles, I have the heart to cultivate and promote you, are you willing?"

"Vote for me with a peach, and repay it with Qiong Yao. If the handsome man can pull me, when I rise in the future, I will definitely be rewarded, and I will never be disappointed!"

Fan Lang looked up at the handsome Xuanji who was sitting on top of the doppelganger's head, his eyes were clear, and his voice was langlang. The other party intends to woo him, and he is willing to accept it.