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Nine hundred and seventieth chapters compare again

I only heard the rumbling of the ground in the hall. In everyone's surprise eyes, a flat ground was lifted up by Qin Cheng at random.

This high place was pulled by Qincheng with spiritual energy, and turned into a high platform in the blink of an eye.

Then Qin Cheng opened the storage space and suddenly ten golden seats flew to the high platform.

The huge seats fell down and were straight in a row.

The seat position is completely opposite to the place where the Wendao Sect was arranged. The seat is even higher, domineering and eye-catching, and is obviously a little higher than the opponent's aura.

“Now there is a place to sit.”

Qincheng's big horse golden sword was the first to sit on the first seat of this golden seat.

Ye Zun laughed loudly and followed closely, and Zhu Yao and others sat down one after another.

Xun Qingjiang's smile stopped and his face looked a little ugly.

"Brother Qin, it's not good to destroy the main hall of my Ask Dao Sect."

"Brother Xun, you can't talk nonsense." Qin Cheng said lightly: "I just helped Dao Sect improve the location of the hall. When the banquet ends, if there is really no one in the Dao Sect, I can level the place again. At worst, I can help you. How can I destroy it?"

"Well said."

At this time, Mr. Gu and others walked in and laughed: "Xun Zhi is really getting back and forth as he lives. I really didn't expect that he would use such a childlike trick."

Xun Qingjiang's face looked even more ugly. He said, "Old Gu is too worried. His father has been removed from the position of elder. He did not participate in this matter."

"Hmph, if he did it, then I really look down on him." Old Gu snorted and said to the side: "I think this position is pretty good, so I don't have to move."

"That's right, it's reasonable for the two generations to be ranked among the top two." Old Jiang also smiled.

They stood up to support Qin Cheng, leaving Xun Qingjiang and others speechless.

After a while, the guests arrived one after another, and they were quite surprised when they saw Qin Cheng, Xun Qingjiang and others standing by.

Because the seats in Qincheng are obviously tall and luxurious, the ten people in Xun Qingjiang opposite appear to be low, just like a lower-class sucking bag.

Xun Qingjiang and others all looked unhappy and were filled with anger.

They originally wanted to teach Qin Cheng and others a lesson and give them a warning, but they didn't expect that they would be disgusted now.

"Brother Xun, this Qincheng is too arrogant, you can't just let it go." The second-ranked Holy Son next to Xun Qingjiang couldn't help but whisper.

"Don't worry, the good show is still behind." Xun Qingjiang snorted coldly, his slender eyes like wild wolf, swept across Qincheng and a touch of evil spirit.

Soon, the banquet began.

Although the senior officials of the Dao Sect, including Elder Xun and Elder Zhao, did not come, there was a basic scene. An elder with a public face came on stage and read out various congratulatory messages.

Qin Cheng sat on the golden seat and didn't hear what he was saying at all. Ye Zun asked with interest: "Qincheng, you have a large storage space, and you even have a chair inside. Not to mention that the golden seat is quite domineering."

"It's the guy named Cao Potian." Qin Cheng said: "This kid not only stores these seats, but also has various golden utensils. I suspect he wants to use them as a scene when he set up his own door."

"It turned out to be cheaper." Ye Zun smiled.

Qin Cheng also smiled faintly. Ye Zun's question reminded him of Cao Potian.

This guy should have also obtained some powerful inheritance. At that time, he and Han Wushuang and others surrounded him and killed him, but he was beaten to death. His soul ran to take over the evil monk. The two disappeared in the Buddha escape technique together, and they didn't know where they ran.

The few people chatted casually without caring about the face of the Dao Sect. The elder was also in a bad mood. After saying something casually, he announced that the banquet began.

All kinds of spiritual wine and monster meat were brought to the hall, and Ye Zun and his beard ran down to feast on their feet.

Qin Cheng shook his head helplessly and walked down. He looked around and found that Zhu Yao was looking at him with some kind of gaze, which made Qin Cheng's heart thrill.

Since he accidentally saw Zhu Yao's appearance, Qin Cheng felt guilty when he saw Zhu Yao.

"Qincheng."

But at this moment, Xun Qingjiang walked to Qincheng with a smile on his face.

"Is there something wrong?" Qin Cheng looked at him. Although he knew that Xun Qingjiang was here to find fault, he felt relieved. He would rather slap this idiot in the face now, but he really didn't know how to face Zhu Yao.

"After all, we are all practitioners, so it's not interesting to eat and drink at this banquet. Since the two geniuses rarely get together, it's better to teach each other skills and be lively."

Without waiting for Qin Cheng to agree, Xun Qingjiang looked at everyone, clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, please be quiet."

When everyone heard the voice, they ended their conversation one after another, and looked over with curiosity.

"How do you want to play?" Qin Cheng said indifferently.

"Since it's a celebration banquet, I don't think it's a fight. It's not good to see blood. How about we fight in literature?" Xun Qingjiang smiled and stretched out three fingers and said, "Two wins in three games, ten people on both sides will choose one of their own abilities or skills, and compete in the competition, and finally decide the winner, which is the strongest genius in the two sessions."

Everyone also looked moved when they heard this. There was almost no conflict between the two geniuses in the past, and there was no comparison at all. But this time, these twenty people gathered together, and there was indeed a lively view of the battle between the dragon and the tiger.

"Can you decide the strongest genius by relying on this?"

Qin Cheng sneered in his heart. It seemed that he had won the first place, which made him quite unwilling to ask the Daozong to try to lower his reputation at this time.

"It's inappropriate. We are younger after all. It's unfair to compete with us by the gap of twenty years old." Zhu Yao shook her head.

"No." A genius beside Xun Qingjiang said: "As the saying goes, heroes are young people. Those who are extremely talented as the leader of the Dong family, even in their thirties, could kill the previous generation of genius strong men. Moreover, if you catch up with the revival of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, you will not be weaker than us."

"But what Saint Maiden said makes sense. Let's do it. Since it's three competitions, you'll have the questions for the third game." Xun Qingjiang said generously.

Qin Cheng shook his head disdainfully. The twenty-year accumulation gap is not something that can be smoothed out by one question. Moreover, Xun Qingjiang had long wanted to attack, and this was probably what he expected.

However, Qin Cheng did not refuse. Since the other party wanted to play, he would probably have another move to refuse this time. It would be better to take this opportunity to slap them in the face, so that Xun Qingjiang had no face to cause trouble again.

Both sides agreed, and the guests also retreated and asked to open a venue. Many people showed excitement and felt that there was a good show to be staged.

"What's the first competition? Let's talk about it first." Xun Qingjiang smiled. "But we have to say it first. It's not easy to see blood at the banquet, so we only have to fight with our own words."

"This is simple, the first round is better than the hexagram technique." Qin Cheng said lightly.
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