Chapter 420 Battle of Banquets

About half an hour later, Sun Lin saw that the guests had arrived, so he turned and walked into the restaurant. The cultivators followed him in a grand procession, and Sun Lin's commanding presence was unmistakable.

In the courtyard of the Holy Dragon Restaurant, there were more than twenty tables set up. The geniuses gathered around their respective tables, and there were also many low-profile cultivators standing around, not at all upset about not having seats, but rather excited.

It was rare to see so many renowned geniuses gathered together.

Zhu Yanqing sat quietly in a corner, surrounded by female cultivators at her table, chatting animatedly about Sun Lin, Jin Wu Hui, Yang Seventeen, Qi Xie, and other extraordinary geniuses. Zhu Yanqing did not participate in their conversation, but instead drank her tea in silence.

"Hey, you're Jin Wu Hui, right? How about a fight tonight?"

Yang Seventeen came to Jin Wu Hui's table, propped his foot on a chair, and casually said, causing the cultivators at the table and the neighboring tables to exchange glances.

Jin Wu Hui, still dressed in black, glanced at him and calmly said, "Not interested."

Although Yang Seventeen was not weak, in Jin Wu Hui's eyes, he was just a simple-minded kid with strong limbs and no challenge.

Upon hearing this, Yang Seventeen became annoyed and raised his fist, taunting, "Are you scared? Tsk tsk, you're just a descendant of the Holy Emperor, nothing more!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a flash of sword light appeared, and in the blink of an eye, Jin Wu Hui's sword was at Yang Seventeen's neck. With just one more move, Yang Seventeen would have been decapitated.

This scene left the surrounding cultivators dumbfounded.

Yang Seventeen was drenched in cold sweat, feeling the killing intent emanating from Jin Wu Hui's sword, sending shivers down his spine.

With ancient peculiar bloodlines running through his body, although his cultivation was not strong, his physical strength was unparalleled, and his senses were different from ordinary people, making him more sensitive to danger than others.

"I'm just not interested. Don't push it too far," Jin Wu Hui said calmly, but his eyes were chilling, sending a shiver down Yang Seventeen's spine.

What kind of speed was this?

It made Yang Seventeen unable to react in time.

The surrounding cultivators, seeing Yang Seventeen unable to move, were all taken aback.

Before the banquet had even officially begun, Yang Seventeen had been defeated?

On the Holy Emperor Peak, in the Imperial Garden.

"Hmm, your Yang Seventeen is quite impressive," the Empress said, covering her mouth, her tone full of disdain.

The Princess snorted, feeling displeased.

The Holy Emperor laughed and shook his head, saying, "Jin Wu Hui is still so arrogant."

He was satisfied with Jin Wu Hui.

"Jin Wu Hui is indeed impressive," the Princess also praised, but whether she truly felt that way was unknown.

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"Brother Jin, Young Master Yang, let's not be at odds."

Sun Lin quickly walked over and smiled, feeling extremely shocked. He hadn't even seen how Jin Wu Hui had made his move just now, and it seemed that Jin Wu Hui was his biggest rival tonight.

Upon hearing this, Jin Wu Hui sheathed his sword, still as fast as ever.

Not far away, Qi Xie, Xu Tianyou, and other top geniuses frowned, all wary of Jin Wu Hui.

Zhu Yanqing also observed Jin Wu Hui. She had heard his name countless times, always used to complement Qin Jun's reputation.

The number one on the Righteous Path Ranking, Emperor Qin.

Second, was Jin Wu Hui.

"Hmph!"

Yang Seventeen, red-faced, brushed his sleeves and left, a scene that made the big shots secretly observing the Holy Dragon Restaurant shake their heads.

If Yang Seventeen couldn't defeat Jin Wu Hui tonight, he would be suppressed by Jin Wu Hui in terms of reputation at least.

Sun Lin walked to the center of the courtyard and clapped his hands, saying, "Everyone, the Observing Heaven Conference is imminent, and tonight's banquet is meant for everyone to get to know each other and encourage each other, to strive together at the Observing Heaven Conference."

The Observing Heaven Conference was not just a grand event in the Southern Domain; geniuses from other domains would also participate, so his words were not unreasonable.

After that, Sun Lin began a lengthy discourse, first talking about the history of the Observing Heaven Conference, then its influence. With his eloquence, he quickly led everyone to contemplate his words.

Zhu Yanqing listened with no interest. She had come here out of boredom, and of course, there was also a hint from the high-level members of the Holy Sect. Otherwise, relying solely on Sun Lin, how could they have possibly persuaded her to come?

After falling in love with Qin Jun, people like Sun Lin, who were outstanding among their peers, were no different in her eyes from ordinary people.

Even though Sun Lin's cultivation was higher than Qin Jun's, she still believed that Qin Jun was the best and most powerful person in the world to her.

Even if the sky were to fall, she believed that Qin Jun would shield her from it.

"I wonder what he's doing right now."

Thinking of this, Zhu Yanqing looked up at the night sky, where the brilliant stars seemed to outline Qin Jun's face.

While Sun Lin was speaking, he also paid attention to Zhu Yanqing. He had thought this was his chance to show himself, but to his surprise, Zhu Yanqing didn't even look at him, leaving him feeling defeated.

After speaking for the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, Sun Lin finished his speech.

"Can we start the main event now?" Qi Xie asked, playing with his wine glass, causing the previously bustling courtyard to instantly quiet down.

Looking at Jin Wu Hui, everyone wondered why he, who had been so eager, was not challenging anyone.

"Hmph, a bunch of fools. The truly terrifying ones haven't arrived yet!"

Qie Xie sneered and couldn't help but look towards the entrance of the tavern.

Jin Wuhui was drinking carefreely, but Yang Seventeen and Xu Tianyou couldn't hold back. They both stood up almost at the same time, causing a commotion in the courtyard.

"Tsk tsk, the scoundrel of the God General Palace and the son of the Heaven's Gift Left General finally meet!"

"Both of them are lawless characters."

"Who do you think will win?"

"Definitely Yang Seventeen!"

The cultivators discussed fervently, and Yang Seventeen and Xu Tianyou locked eyes, both filled with fighting spirit.

The two young masters of the Holy City truly understood each other.

"Come on!"

Yang Seventeen chuckled, twisting his neck. He could easily kill a sixth-rank demon dragon, so naturally, he didn't take Xu Tianyou seriously.

Xu Tianyou, on the verge of the Earthly Immortal Realm, was proud and arrogant, not yielding to anyone among the younger generation.

Both of them leaped into the night sky to avoid affecting the Holy Dragon Tavern.

"Hmph!"

Xu Tianyou's muscles swelled as he raised his arms, his figure towering as he directly punched towards Yang Seventeen with fierce momentum and speed.

Facing the almost giant-like Xu Tianyou, the youthful Yang Seventeen seemed somewhat weaker in momentum, especially after being struck by Jin Wuhui's sword earlier, making people sweat for him.

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