Chu Tianchen could tell at a glance that those six young men and women were all true disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect.
The ages are basically between thirty and thirty-five. The two with the weakest strength are at the peak of the Prince Realm, and the other four have all reached the Emperor Realm.
From this point alone, it can be seen that the talented disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect are enough to crush the other three holy places.
It is truly worthy of being the number one holy land in the Qianchuan Ancient Territory, a top sect that has been inherited for three thousand years!
I don’t know what kind of thoughts those true disciples have.
Chu Tianchen could clearly feel that three of them were hostile to him, and two of them were eager to fight.
Only an elegant woman with freckles on her face smiled at him and her eyes were relatively peaceful.
"Huh?" Chu Tianchen's eyes immediately fixed on that woman.
When he saw the woman's face clearly, he recognized her identity.
It was the woman in black robe when he asked Qingye for information in the historical city!
Chu Tianchen walked up to Du Jinghong, smiled and said hello.
"I didn't expect that we would meet again."
Du Jinghong nodded to him, his smile was a little narrow, and he asked in a playful tone: "Is it a little unexpected?"
"really."
"You surprised me too."
The two looked at each other and smiled, feeling understanding.
Du Jinghong raised his hand to make a 'please' gesture and pointed to the guest seats on the left side of the hall, "The dinner is about to begin. Mr. Chu, please take a seat."
Chu Tianchen thanked him and took Chu Xiner and Ling Shuangyue to sit down on the left side of the hall.
At this time, the other three true disciples looked sideways at Du Jinghong and secretly sent messages to ask.
"Sister Du, do you know Chu Tianchen?"
"What kind of strength does this person have? What magical martial arts skills is he good at?"
"Master told us to take advantage of tonight's banquet to compete with that boy and kill him for his majesty.
Senior Sister Du, you have to help us!"
Du Jinghong looked forward without changing his expression, and secretly sent a message to the three true disciples: "Although I don't know him well, I want to give you a warning.
Regardless of whether you can survive the fight or not, it will be good for you to have a nicer attitude towards others and be polite in your speech."
The three true disciples were stunned for a moment, thinking they had heard wrongly.
They were puzzled and unconvinced, and wanted to ask a few more questions.
But at this moment, Ye Wentian accompanied Qi Rulong and the other three people, chatting and laughing happily as they entered the hall.
Everyone stood up and saluted Ye Wentian, Qi Rulong and others.
Qi Rulong nodded to everyone, then took Song Qingyun and Mo Qiushui and took their seats in the guest seats on the left.
Ye Wentian walked to the front seat and sat down, announcing that the dinner had officially begun.
As a result, a series of young maids entered the hall in an endless stream, bringing all kinds of delicacies, spiritual fruits and fine wines.
Several musicians entered the hall, quickly set up various musical instruments, and played beautiful music.
There are also ten graceful dancers dancing gracefully in the hall, like phoenixes spreading their wings.
Under the leadership of several elders, everyone frequently raised glasses and toasted each other, and the atmosphere quickly became lively.
Ling Shuangyue and Chu Xiner just ate some spiritual fruits and tasted the spiritual tea.
No matter it is delicious food, music or dancing girls, they are not interested in it.
They knew very well that this dinner was meant to welcome Chu Tianchen and cleanse him of his troubles.
But in reality, the dinner party will definitely turn into a competition between several true disciples and Chu Tianchen.
After all, Chu Tianchen's performance today was too high-profile, which made the people of Qingshan Sword Sect very unconvinced.
If they don't regain their position, the disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect will definitely not be able to swallow this breath.
As expected.
After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Elder Chuan Gong stood up and raised his hand to signal the musicians and dancers to exit the hall.
The hall immediately fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on him.
The elder Chuan Gong, with his fair hair and childish face and rosy complexion, stroked his white beard and said: "I can't appreciate this melodious sound and graceful dance.
As warriors, it’s better not to indulge in these worldly customs.
Even if it is to add to the fun of drinking, it should be to use martial arts to meet friends and discuss ideas. What do you think?"
As soon as he finished speaking, several elders of Qingshan Sword Sect immediately nodded and applauded.
Elder Chuan Gong smiled and nodded, and then said: "Since everyone has no objections, let me make the beginning.
The younger generation is the future of the sect, and the true disciples are the future pillars of the sect.
I am very pleased to see that several true disciples are chasing after each other and their strength is increasing day by day.
However, the arrival of Master Chu Tianchen allowed me to see what a true genius is...
Young people should have more exchanges and exchanges, learn from each other's strengths, and benefit each other.
Ji Kongcheng, you are my disciple, so you should compete with Mr. Chu first, do you have any objection?"
A white-robed young man named Ji Kongcheng is eight feet tall, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.
He is about thirty-two years old, and he only broke through to the emperor realm half a year ago. He has always been proud of his talents and has his eyes set above his head.
After being called upon by the elder who taught the practice, he quickly stood up and saluted in a neither humble nor overbearing manner: "Disciple, I sincerely obey Master's orders, and I would like to express my gratitude to Master.
After all, it is an honor for Kongcheng to fight against a genius like Mr. Chu."
After saying that, he jumped into the middle of the empty hall and bowed to Chu Tianchen.
"Mr. Chu, please don't hesitate to teach me."
Everyone looked expectantly, wanting to see how Chu Tianchen would respond.
Chu Tianchen had long expected that this session would happen tonight.
Moreover, this is the highlight of the dinner, how can he let everyone down?
He stood up and left his seat, walked to the middle of the hall and stood there, smiling and saying: "Since it's a discussion and exchange, why not?
In order not to hurt the harmony, let’s just stop here, okay?”
"That's natural." Ji Kongcheng nodded with a smile and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.
"Mr. Chu, you are young, you should make the first move."
"You should come first."
"No, no, no, you are a guest from afar, so you invite me first."
"Are you sure?"
“Very sure!”
"All right……"
Seeing that Ji Kongcheng insisted on being humble, Chu Tianchen no longer shied away.
As soon as he finished speaking, he teleported in front of Ji Kongcheng and punched Ji Kongcheng in the chest.
A violent flame fist appeared, causing the temperature of the entire hall to soar, like a furnace.
The dazzling flames reflected Ji Kongcheng's cheeks, and the shock flashing through his eyes was clearly visible.
He obviously didn't expect that Chu Tianchen's speed would be so fast.
However, he is, after all, the fourth-ranked genius among the younger generation of Qingshan Sword Sect, and his temperament and combat experience far exceed that of warriors of the same age.
Without any hesitation, he raised his arms across his chest and gathered a shield as quickly as possible.
"Crack!"
As soon as the shield appeared, it was shattered by the flame fist light.
Ji Kongcheng's arms were also numbed by the shock, and his bones were somewhat cracked.
The powerful impact knocked him back three feet, and his face turned pale.
As soon as his feet landed, Chu Tianchen teleported over and slapped his chest again.
Ji Kongcheng subconsciously used teleportation to avoid this palm.
However, Chu Tianchen burst out with invisible momentum, suppressing him like a mountain.
This made his reaction speed a little slower than usual.
As a result, he failed to dodge the palm and was sent flying out again.
"Bang!"
Amidst the muffled sound, Ji Kongcheng's expression changed drastically, his internal organs surged, and he almost couldn't hold back his blood on the spot.
He flew backwards ten feet away and hit the elder of the execution hall not far away.
The man was still flying in the air, and he already showed a look of dejection and unwillingness, with deep shock flashing in his eyes.
He knew that he lost and was no match for Chu Tianchen.
"Whoosh!"
At the critical moment, the elder of the execution hall stood up and stretched out his arms to catch Ji Kongcheng.
In order to neutralize the impact, the elders of the execution hall secretly used the technique of using softness to overcome hardness.
But even so, he was still shaken and took two steps back before he could stand firm.
This detail made several elders of Qingshan Sword Sect shrink their pupils and feel shocked in their hearts.
Ji Kongcheng quickly jumped out of the arms of the execution hall elder, bowed and thanked him with an embarrassed look on his face.
The elder of the execution hall did not want to speak, waved his hand, and returned to his seat with a depressed look.
After all, it was so embarrassing for him to be knocked back two steps by Chu Tianchen's secret power in front of everyone!
He could suddenly understand Xu Shiqing's mood. No wonder Xu Shiqing had a dark face during the dinner and kept drinking without talking.
"Chu Tianchen, I give up."
Ji Kongcheng suppressed the shame in his heart and bowed his hand to Chu Tianchen.
"I accept." Chu Tianchen returned the gesture with his fists clasped, his expression indifferent.
Ji Kongcheng returned to his seat and silently performed exercises to heal the injuries in his internal organs.
Chu Tianchen stayed in the middle of the hall, looking at Du Jinghong, Xiao Qi and Bai Yunsheng with a smile.
"Who's going to play next?"
Everyone knew full well that Ji Kong City was only used to test Chu Tianchen's strength.
Next, the three most powerful true disciples will challenge Chu Tianchen one after another.
"Mr. Chu, I'm here to ask for advice."
Xiao Qi stood up, jumped into the middle of the hall, and stood ten feet away from Chu Tianchen.
"Xiao Qi, please give me some advice from Mr. Chu."
Xiao Qi cupped his fists and saluted, looking solemn.
"Please." Chu Tianchen nodded, his expression indifferent.
Xiao Qi didn't dare to make excuses at all, nor did he dare to let Chu Tianchen take action first.
After silently raising his spiritual power and momentum to the peak, he directly used his teleportation power, appeared behind Chu Tianchen, raised his leg and swept out like a long knife.
"Whoosh!"
Xiao Qi's kick was fast and fierce, bringing up a series of afterimages and releasing an invisible fighting spirit, sealing a ten-foot-wide space.
He expected that Chu Tianchen's speed would be affected and it would be difficult to avoid this kick, so he could only defend with all his strength.
Unexpectedly, Chu Tianchen was not unable to dodge, but he didn't even bother to dodge.
He seemed to have read Xiao Qi's thoughts and predicted the trajectory of Xiao Qi's kick, so he turned around and punched away.
Fighting with punches and legs, Chu Tianchen would naturally suffer.
However, with a muffled "bang" sound, the flame fist light and the golden leg shadow shattered.
Xiao Qi was blown ten feet away, but Chu Tianchen did not take a step back.
Seeing that Xiao Qi was about to land, he twisted his body in mid-air and disappeared with a whoosh.
The next moment, he teleported to the side of Chu Tianchen, and slashed out two dazzling swords with his palms, slashing towards Chu Tianchen in a cross shape.
Chu Tianchen stood there without moving, as if he had predicted Xiao Qi's reaction.
When the two sword lights were about to approach, he waved his palm and slashed out two golden sword lights.