Chapter 1477： Vigorous debate in front of the temple (part 1)

Early the next morning, Chen Fan and Han Qingyi once again came to Zongmen Square early in the morning.

At this moment, countless monks were also gathered around the square, looking forward to them one by one, waiting for the deacon standing in front to announce the results of the assessment.

Let's see which one hundred people will be able to set foot on the road of Dengxian and get great luck!

At the top position, Wu Chen and the ten elders attended the ceremony in full costumes. Mu Lingsha found Chen Fan in the crowd, her eyebrows frowned, and her whole person a little nervous.

She has done everything she can do, and even put the position of elder on Chen Fan.

If Chen Fan cannot prove himself this time, Mu Lingsha will also be implicated!

And the most important thing is that Chen Fan still knows nothing at this time, he doesn't even have time to prepare, everything will be an emergency to him!

"The results of yesterday's competition are now available, listen up!"

In full view, a deacon began to read aloud.

"Cholera, Yao Xingtong, Meng Yunshan..."

I saw that it was just one name after another popping out of his mouth. Everyone who was read was ecstatic, sighing that Feihuang Tengda was right in front of his eyes.

Among these people, Chen Fan is not included.

In fact, after hearing the name of cholera for the first time, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Facts proved that Chen Fan's guess was correct. After reading the ninety-ninth name, Chen Fan still did not hear his own name.

But when he read this, the deacon suddenly stopped and looked at Chen Fan across the crowd.

"What's your name?"

As soon as this statement came out, Chen Fan was stunned, not understanding why the deacon would suddenly speak to himself.

But the trickier things are still to come, Chen Fa doesn't even remember what he is called!

This name naturally belongs to the original body. Logically speaking, the memory of the body is all stored in his mind. Chen Fan can know everything, but he cannot know the name.

"Is it a sequelae from possession?"

Chen Fan muttered to himself, but he had no answer, and now he has no time to think about it.

Thinking back to the various situations after he came here to listen to Lanzong, Chen Fan had never called his name in a letter, but was called Junior Brother.

Maybe...you can fight it!

After making up his mind, Chen Fan said immediately: "Disciple...Chen Fan!"

When he said this, Chen Fan's heart was extremely nervous, he had even forgotten how much time he had not been so nervous.

The feeling now is like telling a lie in front of countless people that may be pierced at any time, and the internal suffering is simply too strong.

But what is strange is that no one refuted after the voice fell. Everyone looked as they should. The deacon who asked the question also nodded and continued: "For your answer yesterday, the deacon and elders After discussing it, I feel a little biased. Would you like to argue with others to prove your theory in front of everyone today?"

As soon as this statement came out, Chen Fan's heart was mixed.

The happy thing is that after I said the name Chen Fan, he was accepted by the sect.

What worries him is that what he worries most still happened.

Sure enough, yesterday's answer led to everything today.

But what about that, now that he is far from reaching a dead end, Chen Fan still has a chance to comeback.

This debate in front of the palace is his grasp of the last practical life-saving straw

"Return to the deacon, if the head teacher and elder have questions about my answer, Chen Fan is willing to explain it again in front of everyone!"

"Very good!" The deacon nodded, then looked at the other disciples and said, "Who would like to stand up and have a debate with Chen Fan?"

"Wish to go next!"

As soon as the deacon's voice fell, a familiar voice came from the crowd.

The master of the voice is that cholera!