This old man, dressed in a black religious robe, holding a snake-headed cane, has a rickety figure, pale skin, and a face covered with age spots.

The boy, on the other hand, was about seventeen years old, dressed in knight's armor, silver-haired and blue-eyed, and his eyes were full of unruliness.

The old man walked out of the crowd, coughed a few times, walked towards the high platform, and said loudly as he walked:

"The country of Shat has always been friendly with the West, and the people of your country have always been blessed by my Western gods, but today, Prince Jayron, on such a public occasion, chooses to accept the faith inheritance of the gods of Shenzhou, is it because he looks down on my Western gods?"

"Prince Jay Lun kept saying that we don't know how powerful the gods of Shenzhou are......"

"It just so happens that the old man happened to be passing by with his disciples, so why don't you ask Prince Jay Lun to teach you a few tricks, and learn from me, an unsuccessful disciple, so that I can see if the gods of Shenzhou are powerful, or the gods of the West are superior?"

The old man's words implied divine power, so he was full of anger and heard it all over the audience.

"Who is this man?"

"I've seen in the news that this guy is the hall master of the Shatt Temple of Light, Dawa Jones!"

"It turns out that he is the Lord of Dawa Temple, then the one next to him is ......"

Around the square, everyone whispered, staring at the Dawa Hall Lord.

Ignoring the gossip of the crowd, Dawa led the young followers to the Samanid king uninvited.

"Dawa, the main hall of light, has seen His Majesty Saman."

Dawa bent slightly, a hypocritical smile on his face.

King Samanid did not reply, but glanced at Dawa, and his gaze fell on the young cultist on the side.

He frowned at first, then seemed to remember something, his face changed slightly, and he exclaimed:

"You're Jack?"

"Jack Hypa, I've met His Majesty Saman."

The young disciple named Jack, seeing that King Saman recognized him, did not hide it, bent down and saluted, and then straightened up, the corners of his mouth hooked into a wicked smile.

"Lord Dawa, what do you mean by this? Jay Lun has just received the inheritance, but you let the Holy Son come and compete with him, it doesn't seem appropriate, right? ”

When King Saman saw Jack admit his identity, he immediately became angry and asked in a cold voice.

No one else knew this Jack Hypa, but he knew very well that this young man, who was only seventeen years old, was the new generation of holy sons recently selected by the Shat's General Temple of Light.

This person is extremely talented, and his inheritance is even richer, and a month ago, he had been promoted to the middle stage of Wujun.

Let him compete with Jayron, isn't this a desire to bully people!

"What?"

"Holy Son!"

King Samani's questioning also fell into the ears of the surrounding people, and immediately caused an uproar.

Each Temple of Light will periodically select the most qualified inheritor from within its jurisdiction to be the Holy Son of the Temple.

Anyone who can become a Holy Son is an existence of extraordinary talent.

Moreover, after becoming the Holy Son, you will be cultivated with the best resources of the temple.

Better on top of thriving.

Whether it is its own strength or external storage, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

Prince Jayron, although he does not belong to a person in terms of inheritance qualifications, he has just obtained the inheritance, and he is not as skilled as Jack in terms of experience against enemies and the use of vitality in his body.

In comparison, the high and low are almost decided.

"What's going on, Prince Jaylen, you are the most outstanding young man of the Abdu family, and you have just obtained the supreme inheritance of the gods of Shenzhou, and now that everyone is looking at you, don't you even have the courage to fight?"

Dawa knew that Jay Lun liked to compete the most at this age, and he cared about face very much, so he deliberately stimulated him with words at the moment.

"Humph......"

Prince Jayron laughed angrily.

He naturally understood that Dawa was provoking him.

However, if he does not fight, then it will not only hurt him personally, but also the entire Abdo family will be disgraced!

This Dawa came prepared, pinched in front of the world, and had to fight.

"Dare, why don't you dare!"

Jay Lun said in a deep voice.

Since there is no way to dodge, it is better to simply agree, at least, not to fall behind in momentum.

Moreover, in his body, the vitality was churning like boiling at this time, which was the remaining energy left over from the previous attempt to break through the middle stage of the Martial Monarch.

He can only burst out that energy later, and with the surging vitality of his own body, he doesn't believe it, and he can't compete with Jack's mere divine power.

"Hahaha......"

However, as soon as he said this, countless people burst out laughing.

People in the Western world are boiling over.

"I've long heard that the Sats are stupid and have a lot of money, but today I saw that it was true! This kind of gap is obvious, and I dare to agree, I am really convinced! ”

"This Jay Lun stupid bird humiliates himself, okay, I can finally raise my eyebrows and breathe a sigh of relief in the West!"

"Holy Son, teach Jay Lun a hard lesson for us, and let the world know the power of my Western gods!"

……

Countless Westerners clamored and became interested all of a sudden.

Even the Holy See and the temple applauded.

"Jack's son is out, it's stable!"

There are priests who praise it.

"Well, although it is not as good as the Holy Son of my Western Temple, it is still more than enough to deal with a novice who has just obtained the inheritance."

Zeus also rarely agreed with the priest's statement, slowly took a sip of champagne, and waited for Prince Jay to be slapped in the face, and the gods of Shenzhou were unlucky.

"This Prince Jaylen, isn't he stupid, he knows that this is a trap given to him by others, and he doesn't know how to drill into it!"

"Alas, now my Shenzhou god is going to lose face because of him!"

"Being young and vigorous will come at a price after all."

On the other hand, the people of Shenzhou shook their heads one after another, sighing.

On a high platform.

"Jay, come on! No matter how you win or lose, you have not disgraced the Abdo family! ”

King Saman knew that the arrow had to be sent, so he didn't say more, and asked Jayron to put down the burden in his heart and go all out.

Jaylen nodded heavily.

Others stepped back and moved out of the way.

Jay Lun and Jack, the Holy Son, each fought on one side of the high platform.

"Remember, when you punch, you should be angry and dantian, your body and mind will be the same, don't have any scruples, and don't fight with him for a long time, you must fight quickly!"

Ye Wuya reminded in his ear.

"Thank you Master Ye for teaching me."

Jaylen nodded in acknowledgment and turned to look at Jack.

Jack moved his legs, feet and wrists, looking at Jay with a playful look.

The two looked at each other, and there was a faint splash of fire!

"This competition is intended to learn from each other and stop at the point."

"If someone on both sides is injured, or who steps out of the high platform first, the other side will be judged victorious, and this is the end of this fight, do you understand?"

Ye Wuya acted as a temporary referee, stood between the two, and said loudly.

Both nodded at the same time.

"Jack, this is not child's play, I will make a death move when I do it, I must play the role of killing chickens and monkeys, so that the world can see clearly, I in the West is not rebelling if I want to!"

Coren stood on the side, the corners of his mouth squirming slightly, and wrapped a vicious word in divine power and sent it to Jack's ear.

Jack nodded quietly, looking at Jay with gloomy eyes, and a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.