This wild and ferocious man with a beard is none other than Xia Zhenggang.
The host and guests have arrived, so the dust-free banquet can naturally begin. The delicacies and wine on the wine table have been served. As the head of the Feng family announced the start of the banquet, the scene suddenly became lively.
"Cousin, I don't think I can accept Mr. Xia as my brother-in-law, what do you think?" The short and cute Yi Wenyao said cautiously, occasionally glancing at the wine seat in the front. The visual impact was too strong.
If he hadn't come here today, Yi Wenyao wouldn't have known that there were people dressed like this in the world. What's the difference between it and not wearing anything at all?
This is no young master, he looks like a savage who came out of the prehistoric era.
"I think I came in the wrong place!" Yi Wenqi was on the verge of tears. Xia Zhenggang's appearance directly destroyed her expectations for other geniuses. She regretted: "You said, someone like Xia Yugang is among the geniuses in the world.
Yes, it should be a very small number, right?"
"I don't know, but it seems that two of the top ten geniuses are monsters." Yi Wenyao shook his head.
"We still have a chance to find Mr. Ye Qian, this feels like we're going to go blind!" Yi Wenqi said with a gloomy look on his face.
"The road is high, please protect the slave family from being targeted by Mr. Xia!" Liu Ximei prayed quietly on the side.
Ye Qian ignored it. Xia Yugang's dressing up was indeed a big shock to boudoir ladies like the Yi sisters who were inexperienced in the world, but for Ye Qian, they had seen it too much and there was nothing new about it.
The Feng family spent a lot of money on this cleansing banquet. Even if they were ordinary guests who were eating and drinking together, the various delicacies on the table were extraordinary and not ordinary.
Ye Qian's table was full of girls, and they were very particular about posture when eating. This gave Ye Qian a chance to show off his talents. He ate more than the other nine girls, but he seemed to eat pretty well. The dishes
The speed of reduction is not much slower than that of other wine tables. It can be said that he can support the food intake of the entire wine table by himself, and the other girls are stunned to see it.
Even Yi Wenqi and Yi Wenyao, who are close to Ye Qian, think that Ye Qian is really good at eating. Do they still have to keep their emotions to themselves at Lao Zhang’s noodle stall and starve to death?
Ye Qian has actually not had a full meal for a long time. At his current level, eating is just a decoration, but sometimes useless habits are the most formal if they are kept.
Occasionally have a drink and eat some delicious food. This is life, not a lunatic who only knows how to practice.
Being brave and diligent on the road does not mean not enjoying the scenery along the way.
After three rounds of drinks and halfway through the meal, Feng Wenzheng, the head of the Feng family at the main table with a thick beard, stood up and started the main program of this cleansing banquet, giving instructions on spiritual practice.
Xia Zhenggang stood up and scanned the whole place with tiger eyes. The terrifying wild and ferocious aura reappeared, causing many weaker practitioners and female guests to shiver.
"It's said to be giving advice, but it's also fighting!" Xia Zhenggang said. His voice was very hoarse and had a tearing feeling, as if his voice was completely broken, which was very uncomfortable to listen to.
As soon as these words came out, the scene instantly cooled down. Many people felt that Xia Zhenggang had a mental problem, and those who came to support him only wanted to curry favor with Xia Zhenggang or the Cang Lei Tian Sect behind him.
Who really wants to fight with a top 100 genius?
I’m afraid I’m getting tired of living!
Moreover, they only wanted to give advice. The man was given two tips by Xia Zhenggang, and the woman was taken into the house by Xia Zhenggang. This was their plan to cheer up most of the family elders.
"Those who are below the seventh level of the Dao Peeping Realm should not participate..." Xia Zhenggang continued, making many people relax. Most of the younger generation, those who can reach the sixth level of the Peeping Dao Realm are considered to have achieved a small amount of talent.
Extraordinary.
"No matter who is at the seventh level of the Dao Realm or above, I will lower myself to a higher level and fight with bare hands. I will not use any Taoist talismans. I will not dodge or evade, nor will I strike hard..."
As soon as Xia Zhenggang's harsh conditions for restricting himself came out, many people immediately frowned. This was because they did not regard the practitioners of the Dayu Dynasty as human beings at all, and they were a bit too unruly.
"Does anyone dare to come?" Xia Zhenggang glanced at the whole place again, but his attention was basically on the first few rows of banquets. Those who could sit there were basically elders at the ninth level of Daeyu Peeping Realm.
That's right, he didn't bother to play tricks with those young people and waste time, so he directly targeted the dozens of local strong men like the Daewoo Dynasty.
For a while, no one answered. Even so, the ninth-level Peeping Dao Realm experts who could really fight Xia Zhengang in two moves didn't want to sacrifice their reputations to fight Xia Zhengang in two moves.
No matter how you put it, Xia Zhenggang is not that old to be honest. He is still a member of the younger generation. Although Xia Zhenggang has only glimpsed the early stage of the ninth level of the Dao Realm, even if he has lowered it to a larger realm, there are still so many harsh conditions.
For the heads of the top forces in the dynasty, if they win, they will make Xia Zhenggang and Cang Lei Tianzong unhappy. If they lose, how can they have the face to hang out in the imperial city, let alone try to get close to Xia Zhenggang and Cang Lei Tianzong?
It's a chicken and a egg, don't lose too much.
The old foxes were all pretending to be deaf and dumb, remaining motionless. The younger generation simply didn't have that strength. For a while, the entire Cleansing Banquet fell into an awkward silence.
"Guangzhong, Mr. Xia said, you are here to ask for a few tricks and see if you can learn from Mr. Xia." Feng Wenzheng, the head of the Feng family, had no choice but to come to the rescue. This was completely different from what was planned. It was Xia Zhenggang who made his own decisions, but
At this point, he could only wipe Xia Zhenggang's butt and send his son out to warm up.
Guangzhong's full name is Feng Guangzhong. He is Feng Wenzheng's sixth son, and he is also the most talented in cultivation. Now he is only in his thirties, and his cultivation has already reached the middle stage of the seventh level of Taoism. He may be much worse than the top geniuses in the city, but in this
Age is already very rare.
Feng Guangzhong came to the open space in front of the main table in black brocade clothes. He held his sword respectfully and bowed his head and said: "Guangzhong's cultivation is shallow, but he also has a heart for the Tao. I would like to ask Mr. Xia for advice."
"That's fine!" Xia Zhenggang nodded slightly. He knew that he really needed a battle that could be watched to make others make up their minds.
Even though he looks like a wild and ferocious beast, as a disciple who joined the Cang Lei Tian Sect midway, how could he rise to prominence in just over ten years, so how could he not be as wealthy as he looks.
Xia Zhenggang stood up slowly, jumped slightly and stood on the other side of the open space, hundreds of steps away from Feng Guangzhong.
"You are in the middle stage of the seventh level of the Peeping Dao Realm, so I will control your cultivation to the early stage of the sixth level of the Peeping Dao Realm!" Xia Zhenggang said slowly, with his hands behind his back, he said to Feng Guangzhong: "When you are ready, you can take action at any time.
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Ye Qian looked at the scene and grinned, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
"Why are you laughing?" The plump girl Yi Wenqi was right next to Ye Qian. When she looked into the field, she could see Ye Qian's profile clearly. She noticed that he was laughing inexplicably and asked through a voice transmission.
"This Xia Zhenggang obviously specializes in cultivating the physical body, and he still follows the ancient orthodox path. With his current physical strength, Feng Guangzhong doesn't need Taoist soldiers, and the sword stabbing for a long time may not cause any wounds." Ye Qian explained speciously with a smile.
"Then Xia Zheng just said so many restrictions, what's the use of asking a big-level cultivation level?" Yi Wenqi seemed to have suddenly become half smarter, and he immediately understood the meaning of Ye Qian's words.
"What do you think?" Ye Qian asked with a half-smile.
Yi Wenqi understood instantly and said with disgust: "It's really hypocritical."
"The person carrying the sedan chair needs fame for both sides, it's just a win-win situation." Ye Qian looked at it openly. This kind of thing is too common. At least no one suffered a loss this time. As for whether anyone else suffered a loss later, that's it.
Said something else.
The Feng family helped Xia Zhenggang set up such a large stage. What kind of play he would sing depends entirely on Xia Zhigang's wishes.
While he was still talking here, Feng Guangzhong on the other side of the field already had an unparalleled fighting spirit rising from his body. It was the sword cultivator's unique swordsmanship that can defeat all methods with one sword.
Many practitioners with weak cultivation cannot even look directly at Feng Guangzhong because their eyes will have a vague stinging feeling.
"Hey, Xiao Feng, it's okay. He became a sword cultivator in the light without saying a word. There are successors to the Feng family!" An old man at the ninth level of Dao Realm patted the shoulder of Feng Wenzheng, the head of the Feng family next to him, and said vaguely with envy.
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"Congratulations to Patriarch Feng, for bringing out another Qilin'er!" The top powerful Patriarch clasped his fists in congratulations, but his tone was a bit sour.
"The head of the Feng family has a successor, and he is favored by Mr. Xia. The Feng family's rapid rise is just around the corner. It's a joy to congratulate." The middle-aged man sitting opposite Feng Wenzheng at the same table had a gloomy look on his face. He seemed to be congratulating him, but he had something else in mind.
The other people at the table suddenly stopped talking, and there was an inexplicable light flowing in their eyes. Not all practitioners who use swords can become sword practitioners. Generally speaking, they can only practice swordsmanship all the time, and gain a glimpse of the seven levels of Dao realm in breaking through the realm, and understand the sword fighting.
Only by gaining strength and cultivating the kendo will to defeat all kinds of magic with one sword can one become a true swordsman.
This boy from the Feng family has really become a sword cultivator. It is true that there will be successors. There are too few sword cultivators, but his combat power is almost the strongest at the same level. Once he grows up, he will be absolutely terrifying.
It would be fine if the Feng family moved away from the Fire World, but if they stayed in the Imperial City, a rapidly prosperous Feng family would have to swallow up the interests of other families to truly grow.
This is not good news for other families they are working on.
The heads of some top families looked at Feng Guangzhong, whose sword was getting sharper and sharper in the field. Some swordsmen were invincible at the same level, while others lost their swords to everyone in the middle. They hoped that Feng Guangzhong would be the latter.
Even Xia Zhenggang was a little surprised at this time. He didn't expect to meet a sword cultivator in such a small place. Speaking of it, sword cultivators should be the natural enemies of practitioners like him who specialize in physical training. Unfortunately, Feng Guangzhong was too weak.
If he were at the level of Sword Master Zhong Shenxiu or Sword Demon Jiansan, he would really not dare to test his skills head-on.
"The body and sword become one!"
The sword in Feng Guangzhong's hand was filled with red aura. When the power of the sword reached its highest level, the sword in his hand was pointed directly at Xia Zhenggang. Feng Guangzhong used the sword in his hand as the blade and himself as the sword body, turning into a huge red sword that was ten feet long...