Silver Superman, starting from Super God Academy

Luo Fan waved his hand dismissively, indicating that he didn't care at all.

After all, he had just had a great eye-opening experience, and the other party, as a queen of a country, actually apologized to him, making him feel that he shouldn't have looked at her even a few times.

Yes, I really shouldn't have looked at it those few times!

Luo Fan felt ashamed.

He should have taken a closer look...

After all, it was so perfect...

Seeing that Rovan didn't mind her earlier recklessness at all, as well as Sarayan's recklessness, Anishid was amazed by Rovan's magnanimity.

As someone in a position of power, having a broad mind is very important. Anishid thought that it seemed that Luo Fan was not only exceptional in swordsmanship, but also in wisdom.

Thinking of all this, Anishid's desire to win over Luo Fan intensified, and she went straight to the point:

"Luo Fan, my Holy Kingdom of Ailan is eager for talented people. Why don't you serve me?"

Luo Fan did not answer immediately and fell silent.

After all, he had to complete the system's mission and become the first warrior of the Holy Kingdom of Ailan in order to obtain that 1 point of source.

But doesn't he have any pride?

How could he possibly agree to join just because someone invited him?

"Cough cough!"

Luo Fan thought for a moment, looked at Anishid's expectant gaze, coughed lightly twice, and then slowly said:

"I'm willing to join, but I have conditions."

"Speaking!"

Upon hearing this, Anishid looked at Luo Fan and spoke directly.

"My condition is that I become the number one warrior of the Holy Kingdom of Ailan!"

Luo Fan spoke slowly, staring at Anisid's chest.

"Hmph, what a boastful tone!"

Before Enishid could answer, Sarayan snorted and couldn't help but speak.

Although Luo Fan had just explained that the golden light he saw only revealed physical scars and ailments.

However, Sarayan always felt that Rovan's eyes were like X-ray vision, as he admired the perfection of his goddess Aniseed.

Because Rovan often took advantage of Anise turning around to admire the goddess directly.

Although Luo Fan's gaze wasn't as intense as his, he concealed it very well.

But Sarayan, being an expert in this kind of gaze, felt that Rovan was admiring his goddess's perfection, and that Rovan's eyes must have X-ray vision.

Thinking about this, Sarayan became increasingly angry.

He's been a sycophant for so many years and hasn't even seen a hair on the head, yet you, bastard, actually finished reading it?

Just now, Luo Fan actually dared to propose that he wanted to become the number one warrior of the Holy Kingdom of Ailan.

In Sarayan's view, this was simply a display of arrogance and ignorance.

Although Luo Fan had just blocked his sword with a single strike.

Chapter 144 Arena Duel

However, Sarayan's sword strike was merely a test; he did not use his full strength.

Moreover, although the young man in front of him was exceptionally skilled in swordsmanship, Sarayan felt that he was definitely no match for him.

After all, he was the number one warrior of the Holy Kingdom of Ailan, a title earned through sheer hard work and countless battles, with piles of bones and dead enemies behind him.

In Sarayan's view, the only one who could rival him was probably the barbarian king of the southern tribes, Snef.

However, Sarayan was not fond of the barbarian king Snef either.

Because the ministers around Enishid always said that the barbarian king Snef and Enishid, as the queen of the holy kingdom of Ailan, were both of extremely noble status and were a match made in heaven.

For all these years, Sarayan has always had Enishid in his heart, so he doesn't care about his rival, the barbarian king Snef.

So much so that every time Sarayan met Snef the Barbarian King, he would mock Snef.

And Snef always called Sarayan a dog.

However, to Sarayan's delight, news came from the front that the tribe of Barbarian King Snef had been halved by the Sword Demon Ator and was no longer as powerful as before.

Now, there is no man worthy of his goddess Anishid, which truly pleases Sarayan.

He felt that his opportunity had come again.

And this stranger Luo Fan, who suddenly appeared before him, dared to boast that he would become the number one warrior of the Holy Kingdom of Ailan. Wasn't this a slap in the face to him? Did he think he didn't exist?

He wanted to be the number one warrior of the Holy Kingdom of Ailan forever, and hopefully win the heart of Aniseed someday.

Therefore, Sarayan was very angry when he told Rovan that he wanted to be the first warrior of the Holy Kingdom of Ailan, and couldn't help but say again:

"Luo Fan, you have a good tone, but you need to have the ability to back it up."

"Salayan, is it? I've heard of you, currently the number one warrior of the Holy Kingdom of Ailan!"

Luo Fan looked at Sarayan and said calmly:

"But now that I've come, you are no longer one."

"Hmph, what a boastful statement."

Sarayan snorted coldly, then said:

"I accept your challenge, but we need to fight in the arena."

"Do you dare?"

"Do as you please!"

Luo Fan sheathed his longsword in his sidearm and looked at Sarayan.

"Good lad, you've got guts."

Sarayan suddenly burst into laughter, never expecting that the young man before him would dare to accept his challenge in the arena.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably turn pale with fright upon hearing this.

Luo Fan, who was standing before him, actually followed him into the arena. Just for that courage, he looked at him with new respect.

Sarayan felt that he should hold back his sword in the arena.

After all, Anishid intended to recruit Rovan, and he had to consider her interests.

When Enishid saw that the two were about to duel to determine who would be the first warrior of the Holy Kingdom of Elan, she couldn't help but show her anticipation.

She wanted to see if this suddenly appearing Luo Fan could actually defeat Sarayan.

"Let's go back to the city!"

Anishid gave the order, and the soldiers escorted her back to the city.

"By the way, prepare a warhorse for Luo Fan."

Soon someone brought over a white warhorse, a magnificent and fine horse.

Luo Fan took a step, leaped up, sat on the horse's back, and then rode off.

To be honest, Luo Fan felt pretty good sitting on the horse.

Although it's not as convenient as flying, it's cool!

For example, in the original comic, Ge Xiaolun could fly, but he insisted on driving a sports car that he made using the male core.

Moreover, he specifically drove to the parking garage.

As a result, he actually put the sports car directly into the dark dimension.

Therefore, Luo Fan felt that sometimes, after getting used to flying, it might be nice to switch to riding a horse.

Anishid turned to look at Rovan beside her, a white horse, an extremely handsome man, like a prince on a white horse.

……

The Arena, the capital city of the Holy Kingdom of Ailan!

"Kill...kill...kill..."

In the arena below, Luo Fan stood casually, sword in hand.

Sarayan, holding a sharp sword, stared intently at Luo Fan before him.

Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians watched the duel from the surrounding high seats.

On a temporary throne directly above, Enishid sat with her legs crossed, her eyes fixed on the two people below who were about to begin their battle.

Anishid had secretly instructed Sarayan to show mercy and not to harm Rovan.

After all, there are very few people with exceptional swordsmanship.

Especially considering how young he is.

"start!"

Enishid shouted, and the arena instantly erupted in cheers, with soldiers and civilians around them shouting in unison.

However, everyone shouted that Sarayan would surely win and defeat Rovan.

Because Sarayan's power has deeply resonated with people.

As for Luo Fan, although he looks tall and fit, he is so young and an unknown, so he is definitely no match for Sarayan.

Some soldiers and civilians have even placed bets on who will win and who will lose.

But clearly, almost everyone bet on Sarayan to win.

The wealthy, fat businessman who reported the betting was heartbroken. Even though he adjusted the odds for Luo Fan to win to 1:50, few people bet on Luo Fan to win; they all bet on Sarayan to win.

If things continue like this, even if Sarayan's odds of winning are 1:2, he will undoubtedly lose and go bankrupt.

Even he thought Sarayan was sure to win.