Xing Tianyi couldn't help but become curious. Mo Wangchen wanted to ask him something?
Did you just get to know each other?
He didn't think much, but smiled and invited Mo Wangchen to the pavilion, "Take a seat first."
Soon, everyone entered the pavilion one after another.
In addition to Mo Wangchen, Zhen Ming, and Zhang Tianhua, there are four other people who are qualified to sit with Xing Tianyi.
Although the cultivation of these four people is not as good as Zhen Ming and Zhang Tianhua, overall, they are much stronger than most people present.
And it is not difficult to tell from the temperament that they have a good background and should be the top disciples of a certain wealthy family or force.
There are a total of eight people in the pavilion. Xing Tianyi, the Holy Son of Purple Ji, is sitting at the top, followed by Zhen Ming and Zhang Tianhua, who are sitting face to face. Further down, there are the other four people.
Mo Wangchen was the last one to enter the pavilion. He casually found a seat behind everyone and sat down without saying anything.
"Zhang has not been out of Xuantian for many years and has very little contact with his contemporaries. This friend has an extraordinary face and a calm aura. He is not simple at first glance. Do you know his name?"
Zhang Tianhua was the first to speak. He looked at Mo Wangchen, who was sitting at the back, and said with a smile.
Others couldn't help but turn their gazes, and they were equally curious. It was obvious that almost all the people present had dealt with him before, but Mo Wangchen seemed very strange.
The Eastern Wasteland and the Northern Territory are vast and endless, but among the younger generation, they have never seen such a powerful figure as Mo Wangchen.
Who is this person? He was actually invited to sit down by the Holy Son Ziji himself.
"In the vast world, I am just one of the countless living beings. It's not strange that Brother Zhang doesn't realize it." Mo Wangchen just smiled and said.
He does not belong to this world. To the people here, he is equivalent to an outsider. The virtual and real worlds are mutually exclusive. Let alone Mo Wangchen coming to another world, he will naturally not expose himself.
origin.
"That's true. The world is about to be in chaos. In recent years, all forces have been working hard to cultivate their own heroes. There are also many hidden geniuses in the Northern Region who have been born one after another. It's not surprising that we haven't seen it. This friend should be
It must be one of them, but I don’t know where he comes from in the Eastern Wilderness, or is he not from the Eastern Wilderness?” A genius sitting under Zhen Ming couldn’t help but speak.
"My name is Mo Wangchen. I have followed my family master to practice hard in the mountains since I was a child. I have been dependent on each other for my life. I have no family or sect, and I do not belong to any force. This is also my first experience in the world." Mo Wangchen said with a smile.
"It turns out that he is a disciple trained by a reclusive master. Brother Mo is a great talent. This time he is born, he will probably become famous." Xing Tianyi smiled. He knew that Mo Wangchen didn't want to reveal too much, so he didn't.
What to ask.
However, in Xing Tianyi's view, Mo Wangchen's behavior seemed calm and composed, and he obviously did not look like someone who was new to the world.
"Although you have just entered the world, you should be able to understand some principles. Do you think that with your own strength, you are qualified to sit here?"
Zhen Ming has such a personality. He has been competitive with others all his life. He is arrogant and has always spoken out. He has never been secretive. Obviously, in his opinion, there is no one who can sit here who does not have many famous names in the Northern Territory.
How can he sit with them if he is a genius who has never forgotten the world?
"I am a human being, Brother Xing, and Brother Zhang are also human beings. They are the same kind. Why can't we sit together? Brother Zhen, do you think that we are not worthy to sit with you, an inhuman creature?" Mo Wangchen said with a smile on his face.
He smiled, but responded in a very rude manner.
He didn't want to cause trouble, but it was obvious that Zhen Ming was deliberately making things difficult for him.
Since the other party is rude, how can I give him kind words?
"How dare you say I'm not human?!"
Hearing this, Zhen Ming immediately stood up with a slap on the table, his face was furious, and he looked straight at Mo Wangchen, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Mo Wangchen, I don't care if you are a young boy who has just entered the world, this is not the place.
You used to stay in the deep mountains and old forests, but when you come to the outside world, if you don't have the strength, you'd better keep a low profile. Today is a gathering of the proud men of the Northern Territory, and it's not your turn to be arrogant here."
"Am I arrogant?"
Mo Wangchen sneered, filled the wine glass in front of him alone, and then drank it, looking at the other person, "I didn't say anything, but you, you are full of gunpowder as soon as you sit down, and you get angry when you meet people, do you think you are
King of the Northern Territory, everyone must respect you, right?"
"I don't dare to claim the title of king, but in front of me, it's not your turn to be arrogant. I don't know what you call a young boy. Look, I will suppress you today!"
A cold light flashed in Zhen Ming's eyes. As he spoke, there was an aura bursting out from his body. The divine sea was released by him and floated above his head. The golden divine sea was like a galaxy, infinite.
The stars are shining brightly.
And around the 'Galaxy', there were three layers of purple halo, and the infinite divine power instantly enveloped the entire place like a mountain in the sky.
The three layers of purple halo indicate that Zhen Ming in front of him has reached the third level of the Ancient God Realm.
This kind of cultivation is indeed top-notch among the younger generation in the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Territory.
"Buzz..."
At the same time, Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, with no fear on his face and refused to give in. He also released the divine sea and suppressed it with infinite divine power to resist Zhen Ming's incoming divine power.
"It turns out that you are only at the second level of the Ancient God Realm. How dare you act arrogantly in front of me with this level of strength?"
When he saw two layers of purple halo hovering above Mo Wangchen's divine sea, Zhen Ming couldn't help but sneer.
For ordinary people, the second level of Ancient God Realm may indeed be considered good, but for a genius like himself, it is simply not good enough. With the strength of the second level of Ancient God Realm, he can suppress it with one hand.
"You two, please calm down. If you have anything to do, sit down and talk about it."
However, at this moment, Holy Son Ziji suddenly appeared between Mo Wangchen and Zhen Ming.
Facing the pressure of two divine powers, he stood between them but was not affected at all, which was enough to show how powerful the Holy Son of Purple Ji was.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have been stunned by this conflict of divine powers.
"Zhen Ming, we are here for the gathering today. We don't want you to cause trouble here. Why don't you sit down quickly?"
Zhang Tianhua also stood up, frowning slightly. It was obvious that he had been dissatisfied with Zhen Ming's behavior.
"Brother Zhen?"
Holy Son Ziji also looked at him, and he was obviously a little angry.
After all, he was the sponsor of this party, and when he invited Mo Wangchen to sit down, Zhen Ming made things difficult here, which was tantamount to a slap in his face.
"Forget it, I'm going to give Brother Xing some face and let you go for the time being. I won't take action here. I'll deal with you after the party is over!"
In the end, Zhen Ming snorted coldly, put away the sea of gods, and the aura in the sky gradually dissipated. Then he sat down, drank alone, and stopped talking.