"Gan Fofu, say that again!"

Gabriel instantly clenched his fists and stood up, veins popping on his forehead.

"What? Am I not stating a fact?"

Facing Gabriel's anger, Gan Fofu didn't give him any respect. Instead, he glanced at him disdainfully, and then explained to Qiao Yu and the others.

"I recently learned a saying: the strong are angry in speech, the weak are angry in expression. Look! This is the weak, his face is already starting to look bad."

Now, even if Gabriel had a good temper, he couldn't bear it anymore.

They were both Saint-tier cultivators. If he could tolerate being looked down upon by Gan Fofu like this, he really wouldn't need to show his face anymore.

The violent power of the Saint-tier rose into the sky, forming a fiery pillar of light, as if a torch had been lit in the holy city.

"Oh? Interesting."

Gan Fofu yanked hard, and the white robe on his body instantly turned into strips of cloth, revealing his solid eight-pack abs.

Gabriel, like him, was a Saint-tier fire mage. The two had naturally fought a lot, but so far, Gabriel had never won once.

The key was that every time he defeated Gabriel, Gan Fofu would release a bunch of trash talk to mock Gabriel, which always made Gabriel lose his composure.

Because of this, Gabriel had always been very hostile to Gan Fofu.

Just as the two were at daggers drawn, ready to have a good fist-to-fist exchange, a hand as white as jade gently rested on Gabriel's shoulder.

The violent fire aura on Gabriel's body suddenly stagnated.

A young man with golden hair, holding a red cross-shaped sword, walked out from behind Gabriel. His face looked very young, about the same age as Qiao Yu and the others, and he was wearing golden armor like Gabriel.

The moment he appeared, Gan Fofu's originally frivolous face instantly became serious, and Gabriel's face also became respectful.

This man was the strongest First Divine Guard, the captain, Michael!

"Fighting is strictly prohibited at the entrance of the Divine Emperor's Palace!"

As soon as Michael appeared, Gan Fofu knew that this fight wouldn't happen, but he really felt uncomfortable if he didn't say a few words of trash talk.

"Hey! Michael, what are you saying? How can my fight with this guy Gabriel be considered a fight? At most, it's just a one-sided beating."

"I'll be damned..." Gabriel, who had already calmed down, almost went berserk again when he heard this.

Fortunately, Michael was nearby, so Gabriel didn't rush up. He could only glare at Gan Fofu with hatred in his eyes.

Gan Fofu wasn't afraid at all. He made a face at Gabriel, and then led Qiao Yu and the others into the Divine Emperor's Palace.

As soon as Qiao Yu entered the Divine Emperor's Palace, he noticed quite a few familiar faces.

There was Ayefu and Qikeshiu from the Meichuan Kucha High School; Morton, Hua Laitu, and Cornelia from the Jini Tai Mei Academy.

However, Qiao Yu's current identity was Tian'e. In theory, he shouldn't know these people, so he walked in without batting an eye.

When they came in, many people around were staring at them.

Each academy only had five spots to enter that special instance. The other academies had given the spots to the five people who participated in the combat competition. Only the Pantheon Academy had temporarily changed its selection.

Everyone wanted to know, what exactly was the Pantheon Academy up to?

"Anlilia, you're finally here." A soft and pleasant voice sounded, a voice that easily made people feel comfortable.

A long-haired man with delicate and handsome features walked up with a smile. He was very thin, but his muscle lines were very obvious. He exuded strength in his slenderness, with a coexistence of masculine and feminine beauty, and it didn't make people feel effeminate at all.

For this kind of man, we would usually only use four words to describe him: a club headliner!

If he were put in a club, it was estimated that many rich women would spend a fortune just to buy a night with him.

The moment this man appeared, many people couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Because this man was none other than the son of the current Divine Emperor, Kyle!

Although Kyle had not entered any academy to study, he was personally taught by the Seven Divine Guards. His strength was extremely powerful, far surpassing his peers.

After the Pantheon Academy lost to the Jingda Second Team, many people were saying that if Kyle had not participated in the combat competition, the championship would not have gone to the Great Xia Ancient Kingdom.

Facing Kyle's enthusiasm, Anlilia's response was a bit indifferent, simply nodding coldly.

But no one felt that it was inappropriate. From identity to strength to talent, Anlilia, the Divine Maiden, was not weaker than Kyle in any aspect.

Kyle's enthusiasm didn't diminish, and instead, he stood directly next to Anlilia.

"Anlilia, you didn't bring those four Divine Shield Masters? I heard that you specifically fought for a spot for another person?"

Kyle raised his head and looked at Qiao Yu, and then a hint of gloom flashed through his eyes.

"Is that any of your business?"

Anlilia raised her beautiful eyes and glanced at Kyle coldly, but with her almost perfect face, this scene also looked quite charming.

"It's not really any of my business, I'm just worried that you'll be deceived by someone with ulterior motives."

Kyle still had that gentle smile, seemingly unaffected at all. Then he gave Qiao Yu a meaningful look.

"After all, some people, who don't have enough strength, always think about taking shortcuts through unorthodox means."

Qiao Yu was originally prepared to mind his own business, but when he heard Kyle's words, he felt a little angry. A bunch of you guys are preparing to smuggle yourselves in, and you're saying that I, who has a token, am taking unorthodox means?

Good, you guys have done all the shameless things, and then you turn around and accuse others of being shameless?

"There's no other way. People like me can only take unorthodox means. Unlike some people, who can rely on a pretty face to be kept by rich women. Sigh."

Qiao Yu sighed pretentiously.

Kyle's expression changed slightly, but he quickly recovered.

And the people around couldn't help but cast curious and sympathetic glances at Qiao Yu, discussing in low voices about this man they had never seen before.

"This kid is so bold, he actually dares to talk about the Divine Son's appearance? Last time, someone was discussing the Divine Son behind his back, and the next day, his body appeared in the sewers of the holy city."

"Yeah, who doesn't know that the Divine Son hates people talking about his appearance the most? I bet this kid will die as soon as he enters the instance."

Kyle really wanted to kill Qiao Yu directly, but as the son of the Divine Emperor, he had to maintain his image in front of everyone.

"Not bad! I didn't expect the Pantheon Academy to be able to recruit a genius like you. I'm looking forward to seeing you in the instance later."

Kyle still maintained that pleasant smile, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. Then he turned around and left directly.

"Tian'e, you shouldn't have provoked him. Kyle's strength is indeed very terrifying!" Anlilia couldn't help but show a bit of worry on her pretty face.

"Is that so? I'm so scared." Qiao Yu shrugged.

Anyway, King-tier cultivators couldn't enter this special instance. Who was he afraid of in the same realm?

Seeing that Qiao Yu didn't take it seriously, Anlilia wanted to say something more, but at this moment, the door of the Divine Emperor's Palace was pushed open again.

A tall man walked in. He wore a red, gold-trimmed Divine Emperor's robe, and the crown on his head was adorned with countless gems.

The noble and sacred aura emanating from him made people feel like they wanted to kneel down and worship him.

The Seven Divine Guards quietly followed behind this man, making people immediately know the identity of this man.

Besides the Divine Emperor, the supreme ruler of the Western Alliance, who else would be qualified to stand in front of the Seven Divine Guards?