C1970 Something

Not long after, all the people in front of Xu Fann completed their training, and Xu Fann jumped up from below the stage.

After the last trial, the golden-armored man once again fell into a deep sleep.

"Name?"

The old Daoist in charge of recording did not even raise his head as he focused on the namelist in his hand and asked.

"Xu Fann."

"Let's begin."

After a simple introduction