After the first round of competition selection, Zangjian Villa did not immediately start the second round of competition selection, but instead had a few days left to let everyone have a good rest first.

Because Lin Chen finally had free time, Mu Jiawang proposed to go down the mountain to Jiangcheng later to have a trip.

Lin Chen agreed without thinking. After all, they have been to Jiangcheng for so long and have never played here well.

It is almost evening, and the evening clouds are hazy and sometimes breeze blows.

Lin Chen and others went down the mountain.

Unlike before, because the fifty quotas of the Sword Competition of Eight Destinies have been selected, many unqualified jianghu people left very simply. Although they did not go up the mountain to watch the battle, every battle on the Zangjian Villa would be recorded in paper and written down the mountain, so for a while, they were not in a hurry to leave.

It is said that Jiangcheng was originally a city that implemented a forbidden salvation, but because Zangjian Villa hosted the Eight Destiny Sword Contest, the forbidden salvation period during this period became a little looser.

Lin Chen and others walked on the street.

As the heart of Jingchu, Jiangcheng is naturally prosperous. There is no need to say much. Various shops and vendors are set up on both sides of the wide road, and all kinds of novel products are presented to everyone in a dazzling array.

This made Mu Jiawang sigh that although Jingzhou City developed very fast under the leadership of his father, there were still many gaps compared to an old city like Jiangcheng with a strong foundation.

"Oh? What's going on in the restaurant ahead? It's so lively!" Everyone was walking, and the young man Hu Chengfu, who had been walking in front of the two of them, suddenly had his eyes lit up.

Under a restaurant not far ahead of Lin Chen and others, many people from the martial arts world gathered, and Hu Chengfu himself yearned for things in the martial arts world. Moreover, his father was not in charge of the situation on the martial arts world at this moment, so he turned to Mu Jiawang and Lin Chen and said, "Master, uncle, let's go over there and take a look?"

So the three of them came over.

"Brother, I wonder what happened here?" Lin Chen touched a passerby next to him who was also watching the fun, and asked curiously.

The passerby glanced at Lin Chen and explained: "Didn't Zangjian Villa hold a sword contest recently? Some people who were defeated in the martial arts world were not able to participate in this grand event, but they were unwilling to leave. So after the first round of selection, some people who were selected came to communicate. As soon as we came, we would let everyone see the style of sword contestants. In this way, this kind of gathering can also have the benefits of making connections and getting to know all the young leaders in the martial arts world."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Lin Chen would not understand, so he added: "In fact, since the eight sword contests of all ages were held, every time the remaining ten sword contestants were selected, the organizers would hold such an exchange meeting before officially starting the ranking sword contest. The current event was similar to this, but the scene was not as grand as the official ones were held."

"Since that's the case, why don't you go up and take a look?" Lin Chen asked again.

The passerby looked at Lin Chen as if he was watching an idiot and said, "Although this exchange meeting was not officially held, those who invited people to exchange experiences were either disciples of the Nanzhou sect or very famous scattered people in the martial arts world. For those like us, they should just wait outside honestly and listen to the contents of the servant's oral statement..."

Just as the passerby was talking excitedly, a person walked out of the restaurant, walked towards them, and asked, "Is it Lin Chen, Mr. Lin?"

"I am, what's wrong?" Lin Chen nodded.

"My master is invited," the man said.

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment. He didn't remember any acquaintances he had in Jiangcheng, so he asked, "Is your director..."

The man said, "Of course, it's the one who hosts this banquet."

"Why do you invite me?" Lin Chen asked again.

The man smiled and replied, "Mr. Lin is one of the fifty sword contestants in the Eight Destinies Sword Contests, who doesn't want to invite them?"

His words sounded nice, which made Lin Chen feel a little moved and wanted to go up and take a look.

However, even so, Lin Chen still shook his head and said, "I'm afraid this won't work, I..."

Before Lin Chen could finish speaking, the man waved his hand and said, "It's okay, Mr. Lin's two friends should come up together."

Lin Chen looked at the two people behind him.

Hu Chengfu's eyes shone, while Mu Jiawang shrugged.

So Lin Chen said to the man: "Okay, please lead the way."

When these people walked into the restaurant, the passerby who was originally laughing at Lin Chen widened his eyes and watched the backs of the people disappear at the entrance of the restaurant, he couldn't help but say, "What's going on?"

Upstairs, two men in gorgeous robes looked down on the windowsill. One of them looked at Lin Chen downstairs and approached the restaurant. He looked at the other person beside him and asked curiously: "Why did the emperor invite him?"

The man called the "Emperor Brother" replied: "As one of the fifty swordsmen, since he has met him here, of course he should invite him to take a look."

"But his qualifications are not right!" the man said again.

"How is it wrong?" The emperor still stared at the pedestrians on the street below the restaurant.

"This person won by playing tricks in the competition. In this way, his qualification is naturally considered to be of bad origin!" said the man. In fact, it was not just him. Many people who have watched the competition, briefing, and heard the oral narration think that Lin Chen's qualification contains great water.

"Yeah?"

The emperor glanced at the person standing beside him, and then said, "So what? You only saw this person playing tricks in the competition, but you didn't see him defeating Fan Rong. In a battle, no matter what the reason was, victory is victory, defeat is defeat! Your idea may be said for ordinary people, but it won't work for us! Otherwise one day..."

He didn't continue talking. With his serious tone, he thought that the other party should be able to understand what he meant.

On the other side, the man led Lin Chen, Mu Jiawang and Hu Chengfu to the second floor of the restaurant.

Compared with the first floor, the environment on the second floor is much more refined.

The entire second floor venue was covered by red carpets, with independent low tables surrounding them, placed around the hall on the second floor, and a large area was vacant in the middle.
Chapter completed!