"As for ye fan, he is too young to have enough heart and strength. If he wants to be a master, he is obviously not qualified. "

The swordsman was smiling slowly.

He is the permanent chairman of the six directors of the temple of martial arts. To put it bluntly, he is the head of the temple. The power is greater than the other five.

Of course, this is also the reason why Ye Qingtian, the God of war, does not like trouble and gives way.

Otherwise, regardless of strength or prestige, the position of the master of the temple of martial arts should be ye Qingtian.

"But where is the God of war?"

"He seems to be very interested in Ye Fan."

"Last time, because of him, he came to Yanshan and told us about it."

"Moreover, he is recommended to be the seventh master of China."

"If we make such a decision, if the God of war knows about it, we will be upset."

Mo Gucheng some worried said.

The issue of conferring the title of a grand master is of great importance, even involving the national destiny.

The selection of any title master must be recommended, voted in the temple of martial arts, drafted the title, and finally sent to the present for examination and verification, and stamped with the national seal.

The process is extremely complex.

Therefore, if ye fan gets the seven titles, his son Mo Gucheng will have to wait for many years to get the title again.

Moreover, the earlier you become a master, the better the resources and treatment you enjoy.

Naturally, Mo Gucheng wants to make his son a master.

"It's OK."

"The God of war is not a man of reason."

"What's more, the strength of the younger generation in Jiangdong is obviously not up to the standard of being granted a title."

"A little bit of a genius at best."

"We've seen a lot of them over the years."

"At the end of the day, it's not just the crowd?"

"The position of the title master can't be done by a casual little generation."

"It's really not good. It's a big deal. Let infinity go to Jiangdong and make an open engagement with that younger generation."

"When limitless wins, the God of war will have nothing to say."

The swordsman said lightly.

Words, still with the contempt of Ye Fan. For Ye Fan's affairs, he never cared much.

After all, Ye Fan's rise was too sudden.

A rising star, people instinctively believe that his success, luck is the majority.

After all, it will not last long and will soon be returned to its original form.

Hearing this, Mo Gucheng clapped his thigh.

"Ha ha ~"

"swordsman, you are right!"

"Let boundless fight with the younger generation, will not everything be solved?"

"When my son tramples that leaf fan under his feet, he will become a title. Naturally, he deserves his name."

Mo Gucheng laughs.

When even decided to wait for his son Mo Wuyuan to return from experience, he immediately let him go to Jiangdong to fight ye fan.

Ye Fan, who was far away in the east of the Yangtze River, did not know about this when the emperor of Quan and others discussed the issue of "conferring a title" as a master.

However, even if he knows, it is estimated that he is not interested in fighting with Mo Wuyuan for the so-called "title".

These, to put it bluntly, are just a false name.

No matter whether ye fan enters the temple of martial arts or not, his strength is still there.

Besides, the issue of "title" is not only an honor, but also a responsibility.

If ye fan is really canonized by China, it undoubtedly represents Ye Fan's obligation to protect China at all times when necessary.

Although Ye Fan does not resist these, it is a bondage after all.

Therefore, Ye Fan really doesn't care about the title.