After returning to the Xuanjian Academy.

Qi Ming lived a life of spending money like flowing water again.

Qi Condensing Pills, Body Forging Pills, and Beast Soul Crystals were devoured like jelly beans, and their cultivation was also steadily improving.

Practicing qi cultivation to reach the peak of the ninth layer of samurai.

Quenching the body to reach the eighth level of samurai.

The Black Snake Martial Soul is still a yellow-level nine-rank martial soul, and it seems that if you want to advance to the Xuan-level first-grade, you still need some opportunities.

this day.

Qi Ming's master Dong Xuan came to inform him that the palace banquet would start tomorrow, and the top ten of the four courtyards would participate.

Getting the first place will give you 50,000 contribution points.

Hearing 50,000 contribution points, Qi Ming's eyes lit up, which was equivalent to five million taels of silver tickets, which was enough for him to spend for a while.

Qi Ming also inquired about the Fenghua banquet by the way.

The Fenghua Banquet is a banquet held by the king of the Tenmu Kingdom, where envoys from various countries are invited to show off the country's combat power.

It is called a banquet, but it is actually a place where countries compete openly and secretly and show off their muscles.

All countries are holding on to the strongest young people to participate in the war, and no young man can be more than twenty years old.

The next morning, it was just dawning.

Someone came to inform Qi Ming to go to the Fenghua banquet.

Qi Ming hurriedly went to the palace.

The walls of the palace are tall and thick, resplendent with gold, and the eaves at the corners of the palace show a royal style.

When Qi Ming arrived, Hu Beiping, Huang Ji and others were waiting in line in front of the palace gate.

Seeing this, Qi Ming walked straight to the queue of several people.

Hu Beiping naturally had nothing to say, after all, Qi Ming was the first in the four courtyards.

But.

This scene fell in the eyes of the warriors of several other countries, and their eyes suddenly showed contempt and ridicule.

"What the hell, a samurai ninth-layer kid is actually standing at the front of the queue. ”

"Only the Tianwu Kingdom does not distinguish between importance and humility, and it is really the trend of the world. ”

"Maybe the Heavenly Martial Kingdom is too indulgent to the weak. ”

"In my opinion, this Fenghua banquet is also interesting for our countries, and Tianwu Kingdom is no show. ”

“......”

The warriors of various countries said viciously and sarcastically.

When Hu Beiping, Huang Ji and others heard this, their faces turned blue and white, and the iron was extremely blue.

But they had no way to argue, because Qi Ming's combat power was indeed above them.

"A bunch of garbage, the master can single out a group of you. ”

Qi Ming immediately glanced at the warriors of various countries with contempt in his eyes, and sneered at each other.

He is not a casual bullied character, and he is a group of garbage who is not as strong as him, so he can't bear it.

"What, who are you scolding rubbish?"

A tall, muscular young man shouted.

"I'm sorry to misunderstand you, I mean everyone here is rubbish, and you don't even have the right to lift shoes in front of me. ”

Qi Ming replied directly.

"Stinky boy, damn it, if you can't do it here, I will definitely slap you to death!"

The tall young man scolded.

"Where did this kid jump out of, he is really arrogant, the strength of the martial artists of the Tianwu Kingdom is not very good, and his tone is still so big, I really don't know how to write the word dead. ”

"Yes, sooner or later, the Kingdom of Heavenly Martial Arts will die. ”

"At the Fenghua Banquet, I must challenge this kid and let him know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. ”

“......”

When the warriors of various countries heard this, they began to discuss it with righteous indignation.

They looked at Qi Ming with murderous intent in their eyes.

The Fenghua Banquet is a place for warriors from all over the world to show their strength, and they can't help but kill.

In other words, if you die, you are just inferior in skills.

However, the martial artists of various countries do have strength, and they are all strong men of the fourth or fifth level of some martial artists.

Even Hu Beiping, the number one in the Royal Academy, was not enough to see in front of them.

They naturally dared to look down on Qi Ming, after all, Qi Ming only had the strength of the ninth layer of a warrior.

Half an hour later.

The Fenghua banquet officially opened.

All the dignitaries and dignitaries from all over the world entered the palace and mingled in the grand and splendid palace.

The third prince, Zhao Chengwu, was dressed in a python robe, his eyes were exposed, and his whole body revealed the spirit of martial arts, and he appeared at the Fenghua banquet.

The eighth prince, Zhao Chengwen, specially passed a light-colored python robe today, but his bookish anger is still undiminished.

The ninth princess Zhao Xinyu was wearing a golden dress, with fair skin, beautiful appearance, a thin waist that could not be grasped, slender jade legs, and a sense of nobility all over her body.

The king's name is Zhao Qian, and he can be regarded as a generation of heroes, pacifying civil strife, diplomatic enemies, and governing the Tianwu Kingdom.

Zhao Wan was wearing a dragon robe and a crown, sitting on a dragon chair made of gold, looking extraordinary.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

The big drama is about to take place, and it will also be the time for countries to flex their muscles.

Soon.

Warriors from all over the world came up to the temple.

They are the warriors of the Tianwu Kingdom, the warriors of the Qi Martial States, the warriors of the Longwu Kingdom, and the warriors of the Xia Martial States.

As soon as Qi Wuguo took the lead in the martial arts, he was attracted by the beauty of the ninth princess Zhao Xinyu, and her eyes showed a hint of lewdness.

Then he unceremoniously stepped forward and knelt down on one knee and begged:

"King Qiyu, below is Yu Wenba, the prince of Qiwu Kingdom, who fell in love with the nine princesses of your country at first sight, and hopes that the king can marry the nine princesses. ”

Quiet.

The hall was dead silent, silent, and the needles could be heard.

The relationship between the Qi Wu Kingdom and the Tianwu Kingdom was the worst, and the border passes often caused friction.

And Qi Wuguo is a one-punch barbarian, using muscles to solve problems, and only knows killing.

But Qi Wuguo is powerful, and no one wants to offend Qi Wuguo.

King Zhao Wan's face was solemn, he didn't want to marry Zhao Xinyu to Qi Wuguo, he could even predict that there would be a big war between the two countries soon.

Zhao Xinyu bit her red lips with silver teeth, and she was about to bite blood.

The envoys of other countries were also watching the excitement, and they had nothing to do with themselves.

"This ...... , let's discuss it later, let's compete first!"

Zhao Qian seemed to think of something, his brows loosened, and he said with a smile.

When Zhao Xinyu heard this, her face showed a touch of relaxation.

Qi Ming also breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want Zhao Xinyu to marry Yuwenba, a muscular man.

"The king is the prince who looks down on Qi Wuguo. ”

Yuwenba, instead of reining in, forced each other aggressively.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense again.

This is obviously Qi Wuguo's move to force the palace, and marrying the ninth princess Zhao Xinyu is just their strategy.

If King Tianwu does not agree, they can use this as an excuse to send troops on a large scale.

"This ......"

Zhao Wan's eyes narrowed, bursting out with a cold and cold light.

As a king, he was forced to be speechless by a prince, which is really hateful.

Zhao Xinyu's face was even more pale, she knew that in diplomacy, her father had always been relatively weak, and she might agree.

But at this moment, a gentle voice sounded:

"Father, it's not as good as this, today is just a banquet competition, no matter who it is, as long as you win the crown, you can marry the ninth princess. ”

The person who spoke was Zhao Chengwen, the eighth prince.

"Okay, heroes with beauties, so decided!"

King Zhao Wan hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"But ......"

What else does Yuwenba want to argue about.

But the next moment was interrupted by Zhao Wan:

"Could it be that Prince Yuwen doesn't even have this confidence. ”

"Naturally, there is. ”

Yuwenba was a little disappointed, so he had to pinch his nose and admit it.