The Quasi-Soul and the Holy Son, among the ancient holy states, were all the idols of the younger generation. They were a little nervous and embarrassed, and excited to finish the matter. Feng Lingye also looked at Xiao Chen with anticipation, waiting for his answer.
Not only others, but even Feng Lingye really wants to fight with Xiao Chen in his ability. Although he knows that he is definitely not Xiao Chen's opponent, Feng Lingye also wants to see how big the gap between himself and Xiao Chen is now. After all, after coming to Tianhe Continent, Feng Lingye is also practicing without any slacking off.
Facing Feng Lingye's anticipated gaze, Xiao Chen took a moment of urgency, then nodded happily and agreed, "Okay, then you can arrange it, I'll go then."
Finally, he agreed to Feng Lingye's request. When he heard this, everyone looked happy and did not dare to bother Xiao Chen too much. Everyone quickly said goodbye and left. However, before leaving, Feng Lingye also told Xiao Chen that there was no need to prepare anything. The martial arts meeting was scheduled to be held in three days, and it would be held in Bihu Restaurant.
Tianfeng Holy Sect has Qingfeng Tower, and Bihu Holy Sect naturally has Bihu Restaurant, which can be regarded as a favorite place for disciples of Bihu Holy Sect to visit. Of course, the consumption of this Bihu Restaurant is not something that ordinary disciples can bear.
It has a very expensive consumption level, but this time, for Xiao Chen, the top ten personal disciples joined forces to book the entire Bihu Restaurant, just for the martial arts meeting three days later.
Once this news came out, it naturally caused a sensation in the Bihu Holy Sect. All the disciples wanted to participate and witness the style of the quasi-saint son of the Ancient Saint Sect with their own eyes. Unfortunately, it is impossible for all of them to participate in the Bihu Holy Sect. Finally, the top ten personal disciples discussed and determined a thousand places to choose the disciples who participated in the form of invitation letters.
There were only one thousand places in total and one thousand invitation letters. For a moment, these thousand invitation letters naturally became the most popular thing in the Bihu Holy Sect. Except for the top ten personal disciples, the other disciples dreamed of these invitation letters, and they spent a lot of money to get one.
Three days were not long, and during these three days, a thousand invitation letters were quickly robbed. Of course, almost all of them were taken into the pocket by the core disciples, and only a very small number of ordinary disciples were fortunate to receive these invitation letters.
The quota has been confirmed. The disciples with invitation letters came to Bihu Restaurant early in the morning and were eagerly waiting for the start of the martial arts meeting. The disciples who did not have invitation letters did not give up and directly surrounded outside Bihu Restaurant.
For a moment, the entire Bihu Restaurant was surrounded by crowds. As time passed slowly, at dusk, the top ten personal disciples of Bihu Holy Sect also arrived, and everyone was waiting for Xiao Chen to appear.
Time passed by minute by minute. In the restaurant, a thousand disciples were waiting anxiously. It was precisely under this anxious waiting that suddenly, bursts of screams came out of the restaurant. When the sound came out, the top ten personal disciples and the thousand disciples with invitation letters came outside the door at the first time. From a distance, they saw Xiao Chen wearing an ordinary white long gown slowly walking through the crowd and walking towards the Bihu Restaurant.
Although he was surrounded by crowds all the way, Xiao Chen's disappearance showed a calm and gentle atmosphere. Moreover, no one could get close to Xiao Chen within three meters from beginning to end.
He walked slowly towards Bihu Restaurant and looked at Xiao Chen. The top ten personal disciples showed a look of longing on their faces. I am afraid that only the quasi-saint and the saint son can have such a style.
All the top ten personal disciples showed longing on their faces, but only one person had no changes in his eyes, and even a faint look of contempt flashed by.
This person is also the top ten personal disciples of Bihu Holy Sect, named Qi Lu, and is a girl. She ranks seventh among the top ten personal disciples of Bihu Holy Sect.
Unlike others, although Qi Lu tried extremely hard to show her longing and admiration when facing Xiao Chen, all of this was just superficial, at least it was obvious from others.
Through the crowd, Xiao Chen came to the top ten personal disciples, smiled and nodded at Feng Lingye, and then said, "Thank you for your kindness, Xiao."
"You are polite to the Quasi-Saint Son. We can see the Quasi-Saint Son's style. To be honest, that is a great honor to us." Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Zhang Boyun, the head of the top ten personal disciples of the Bihu Holy Sect, replied respectfully.
As the head of the top ten personal disciples, Zhang Boyun naturally became the representative of everyone at this time. The two looked at each other and smiled. Then, accompanied by everyone, Xiao Chen entered the Bihu Restaurant like stars holding the moon.
For today's martial arts meeting, Bihu Restaurant obviously made some preparations. He walked through the front hall and came to the main courtyard. At this time, tables and chairs had been visited in the entire main courtyard, and there was also a ring in the center, which was obviously for everyone to discuss.
Everyone sat down one after another according to their seats, and Xiao Chen naturally sat on the same table with the top ten personal disciples, located directly in front of the arena, and it was also the best place.
A beautiful maid served wine and side dishes. The banquet began. However, it might be because of Xiao Chen that the banquet was a little cramped. Almost everyone's eyes were always on Xiao Chen, and some female disciples couldn't help but illuminate their eyes, which felt as if they were about to melt Xiao Chen.
He also felt this strange atmosphere. Xiao Chen glanced at the top ten personal disciples at the same table and said with a smile.
"You don't need to do this. Just be more ordinary. If you are too restrictive, the banquet will taste tasteless."
Xiao Chen didn't like this feeling either. Hearing this, Zhang Boyun came to his senses first and raised his glass and said, "What the Quasi-Soul said is, in this way, we will respect the Quasi-Soul for a cup."
Everyone raised their glasses and drank them all. As the wine was eaten, Xiao Chen gave people the feeling that he did not feel arrogant or arrogant at all. Gradually, the atmosphere gradually eased.
Especially at the table where Xiao Chen is, the top ten personal disciples are not ordinary people. After they were nervous at the beginning, they were chatting with Xiao Chen all over the world.
Of course, the ones who talked the most during this period were naturally Xiao Chen and Feng Lingye. It was precisely because Feng Lingye and Xiao Chen were old acquaintances that when arranging the seats, Feng Lingye was arranged to Xiao Chen’s right hand, while Zhang Boyun sat on Xiao Chen’s left hand. As for the others, they sat in sequence according to their respective rankings.
(Please collect, monthly tickets, and recommendations!)