After the man brought Lin Chen and others here, he stopped and turned around and smiled at everyone, "Please sit here for a while, the banquet will begin soon."
"Okay!" Lin Chen and others nodded.
"Master, uncle, why don't we sit there?" Hu Chengfu ran to a window. Here you can see the scenery of the street downstairs as soon as you turn your head.
"Oh..." Lin Chen and Mu Jiawang also sat down next to Hu Chengfu. Lin Chen's eyes fell on the fruits and melons placed on the small table, and picked up one and started eating it.
As time passed, more and more people on the second floor began to grow. Although most of them were not selected during the competition, many famous disciples from the world came.
As soon as these famous disciples walked up, they seemed to be hanging a lantern above their heads, attracting everyone's attention.
After all, even if they were unable to participate in the Eight Destinies Sword Contest, they were born in famous sects from all over the world. It would be no harm for them to get familiar with each other and make friends.
"Hey... look! Who is that!" Someone pushed his arm against the person beside him, and looked out the building at the same time.
Outside the building, a man wearing a Qingxuan robe, carrying a long and short swords, slowly walked into the restaurant.
"Who is this person!" the man who was reminded by his accomplice asked curiously.
"Former Zhenwu Pavilion disciple...Li Daoyi!" the man whispered.
"Hiss! Is it the one Li Daoyi who is known as Zhenwu Yin and Yang Gemini together with Li Daoji?" The listener took a deep breath.
"It used to be, but now it's not..." someone else whispered again.
"Why is this?"
"Because..." the man pointed to his head and whispered: "He has a problem here and is extremely ruthless in his actions, so he was expelled from the sect!"
"No wonder I haven't heard of anything about Li Daoyi in the past two years. It turns out that this person was kicked out..." The man nodded thoughtfully when he heard this.
Zhenwu Pavilion is a very famous sect in Nanzhou. Its disciples all take it as their responsibility to eliminate violence and maintain good fortune and act chivalrously. However, Li Daoyi was too rigid and reckless in his work and did not consider flexibility and consequences at all, so he was expelled from the sect by Zhenwu Pavilion for some reason.
After Li Daoyi walked up to the second floor, he glanced around casually and was about to find a seat to sit down alone, but suddenly he paused, as if he had discovered something, and walked towards one place!
"Look, the show is beginning!" someone whispered, looking in the direction where Li Daoyi was walking.
"What a good show?" someone asked in confusion.
"Didn't I say it just now..." The man pointed to his head and then thrust towards Li Daoyi's back.
The man known as Li Daoyi stopped, his eyes fell on the person in front of him, and asked in a faint tone: "Is this Lin Chen?"
"I am Lin Chen, you are..." Lin Chen looked at the other party in confusion, sure that he did not know the person in front of him.
"Li Daoyi." Li Daoyi said, then looked puzzled and asked, "I wonder why Brother Lin is here?"
"What's so strange about Brother Lin Chen, as one of the fifty sword contestants who can participate in the Eight Destiny Sword Contest?" someone replied.
"Oh... So that's it!" Li Daoyi showed a sudden enlightenment and laughed loudly: "I really forgot if I didn't say it. Brother Lin's style on the martial arts competition stage a while ago is really unforgettable!"
"Here you come!" someone said in his heart.
"It's not a good thing, it's just a little trick and won by chance..." Lin Chen frowned slightly. He suddenly felt that this person named Li Daoyi was a bad person.
"Oh... So that's it!" Li Daoyi's tone suddenly became dull again, but there was an unquestionable element in the dullness, and asked, "Since Brother Lin himself admitted that he won by using tricks, why not give up this place?"
As soon as he said this, the whole audience was silent!
Lin Chen put down the fruit in his hand that he had eaten halfway, then raised his head and looked at Li Daoyi who was standing in front of him.
In fact, Lin Chen also heard the conversation between the two people before, but he didn't take it seriously... But at this moment, could Li Daoyi really have a brain problem?
Otherwise, how could he be able to say such words?
"Are you kidding?" Mu Jiawang, who was sitting beside him, looked at Li Daoyi with a frown. They rushed to the road overnight and competed to seize their residence. In the end, Lin Chen passed the pass and killed the generals. He wasted a lot of effort and finally squeezed into the fifty places. As a result, this person wanted Lin Chen to give up with just one word?
"Could this brother think I'm joking?" Li Daoyi's eyes turned and fell on Mu Jiawang. When he looked at him, Mu Jiawang felt that his whole body was covered with a chill, which made him unable to help but sneeze.
Lin Chen withdrew his gaze, shook his head, and smiled and said, "Brother Li is wrong. Although I have used some tricks, I won in the end. Why did I give up the quota again?"
"Does Brother Lin think that victory achieved by using small tricks is also considered a victory?" Li Daoyi said in a deep voice.
"How can I count it?" Lin Chen asked back, and then said: "The so-called martial arts competition is just to compare who has more and more powerful means... If Brother Li said this, when fighting with the extremely vicious people in the world, would there be a gentleman agreement?"
"Marriage competition is a competition, fighting is fighting..." Li Daoyi frowned.
However, before Lin Chen could finish his words, he interrupted his words and said, "Martial competition is fighting, fighting is fighting. If the competition loses, he will lose the qualification to continue to compete, and if the battle loses, he will lose the qualification to survive. Both have the same purpose, that is, victory! The winner has everything, and the loser is nothing! There is nothing!"
Lin Chen said something that was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly, as if responding to people’s doubts about him. Win is victory, defeat is defeat, and loser is failure. The loser is not qualified to speak!
Li Daoyi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Even if Brother Lin can advance this time, what about next time?"
"There will be the same next time, of course." Lin Chen responded with a smile.
"Brother Lin is very confident?"
"Of course I'm very confident!"
"Since that's the case, Mr. Li wishes Brother Lin good luck!" Li Daoyi suddenly smiled, and then turned around and left.
What Li Daoyi didn't tell Lin Chen was that his previous opponent Fan Rong had passed the challenge competition and was promoted to the 52nd swordsman! He wanted to see how he would deal with it if Lin Chen met Fan Rong again?
Chapter completed!