"So fast!"
Cynanchum Chinense exclaimed. They had a higher evaluation of Wang Langjun's strength.
If they were in a city with abundant ingredients, such a feast would not be a big deal. But this was the wilderness, which meant that Wang Langjun had brought a lot of things.
He had been hunting in the wilderness all year round and could still live comfortably. If he did not have some skills, how could he convince others?
"Third Young Master Shen, please take a seat!"
Wang Qizhi saw them coming and greeted them loudly.
Sure enough, there was an empty seat on his left. It was reserved for them.
Shen Zhenyi didn't stand on ceremony as he led Zi Ningjun's group and Nu Qianfa to a seat in the main seat.
Nu Qianfa was trembling with fear. He could feel the unkind gazes from the other seats.
— — The Zhan Jue Sect was not small, especially Wang Qizhi who could hunt powerful beasts. The sect's future was bright, and they had won over many experts.
In this feast, there were seven or eight people who could feel that they had steadily broken through to the second level of the True God Realm. Except for Shen Zhenyi, how could they be qualified to sit in the main seat?
"Don't worry, Master is here."
Cynanchum Chinense saw that he was in a daze and kicked him to remind him.
She did not know what kind of luck this kid had. Although he was very stupid, he followed Master closely. This trip to the wilderness would definitely be beneficial.
— — This had become a habit. With Shen Zhenyi here, Cynanchum Chinense dared to go even if it was a mountain of swords and a sea of flames.
"The Third Prince, here is Scarlet Snake Wine, brewed with the gallbladder of a mysterious snake. Although it is slightly astringent, it is very strong. It is a man's wine. I only brought a few jars this time to specially entertain the Young Master. I hope you can drink to your heart's content! "
On the main seat, Wang Qizhi had just raised the Gold Jue and was the first to toast to Shen Zhenyi.
He invited Shen Zhenyi to sit at the head of the table and was so attentive. The rest of the people sitting at the table couldn't help but have ugly expressions on their faces. Some of them were unhappy.
They did not dare to show any dissatisfaction towards Wang Qizhi. All of their hatred was concentrated on Shen Zhenyi.
Shen Zhenyi didn't care at all. He picked up the wine cup and drank it in one gulp. He nodded and said, "It's really good wine. This cup of wine is worth several months of hard work. You're really generous."
The Scarlet Roasted Snake Wine had the effect of increasing one's Zhen Qi. A single cup of wine was equivalent to a few months of cultivation for an ordinary person. It was extremely valuable. Wang Qizhi was indeed rich and overbearing when he took them out to entertain them.
When the Cynanchum Chinense heard that drinking this wine could improve her strength, how could she let it go? She immediately raised the cup and drank it all. She felt a burning sensation spread from her throat to her stomach. Her whole body felt like it was burning, and she couldn't help but cough violently.
Princess Long found it funny. She quickly patted her back and said with a smile, "Why are you drinking so fast? No one is stealing your cup. Don't lose face for your master."
Cynanchum Chinense coughed until her eyes were full of tears. When she heard this, she quickly straightened her back and suppressed her coughing. Her small face was red.
Zi Ningjun, Princess Long, and Nu Qianfa also slowly drank the wine. They guided their Zhen Qi and felt that their Zhen Qi had expanded a lot. Their faces were full of joy.
When Wang Qizhi saw that they all drank, he smiled and said, "A treasured sword is a gift to a hero, not to mention it's just a cup of wine. It's an honor for this wine to be able to enter the stomach of the Third Young Master Shen. "
He praised Shen Zhenyi very much. Sure enough, some people finally couldn't hold back and whispered, "I don't know where this Shen Zhenyi came from. How can he be considered a hero? I see that the divine light around his body is dim. He might not be a great person. "
The speaker was a big man with a long beard. He had a leopard head and round eyes. He was very rough. He had already finished the wine in front of him and stared fiercely at Shen Zhenyi's seat.
"How dare you!"
On the right side of Wang Qizhi sat a white-faced scholar with a feather fan. His face was cold, like a wriggling poisonous snake. When he heard the big man speak, he stopped him with a sharp voice.
"The Third Young Master Shen is Langjun's guest. Naturally, he has extraordinary skills. Peng Jiu, if you have the guts, go and try The Third Prince's sword. Don't talk nonsense!"
Just now, Peng Jiu was only whispering, but when this scholar mentioned it, it was as if he was provoking Shen Zhenyi.
Sure enough, Peng Jiu couldn't sit still. He stood up and said in a rough voice, "We people in the wilderness don't have any singing and dancing to liven things up. Why don't I play with Young Master Shen to liven things up?"
This was a well-planned trap.
Nu Qian Fa wanted to cry but had no tears. He knew that he couldn't sit in the first seat. Look, this was the disaster.
He whispered to Shen Zhenyi, "This person's surname is Peng. He is ranked ninth. I heard that he uses strange weapons and his stick skills are fierce. He once killed a Divine Ranked Rhinoceros Horned Beast with a stick. He is famous for that. I didn't expect that he would be recruited by the Beheading Sect. "
"That white-faced scholar is the military advisor of the Beheading Sect. His name is Sima You. He is also Langjun's right-hand man. I heard that he is the most cunning and vicious person. He has all kinds of tricks. They must have agreed to a battle at the banquet. "
This kind of thing was nothing more than a test. But this Peng Jiu was fierce and hateful. Why should they fight with him?
What Nu Qian Fa meant was to persuade Shen Zhenyi not to accept the challenge. Anyway, this was in front of the Beheading Sect. As a guest, it was not shameful.
"The Third Prince, it's better not to cause trouble. It's better not to fight with him."
He racked his brain and wanted to think of a suitable way to reject Shen Zhenyi.
Shen Zhenyi smiled and shook his head, "I have heard of Mister Peng Jiu's name before. But I don't want to fight with you."
Thank God! Nu Qian Fa breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that at least The Third Prince knew the severity of the situation.
He didn't expect that Shen Zhenyi's next sentence would make his jaw drop.
"But you don't have the qualifications to fight with me. If you must teach me, I'll let my disciple take two of your moves … "
Pfft!
Nu Qian Fa spat out a mouthful of wine.
Chu Huoluo laughed beautifully. 'Master, you're still as sharp-tongued as ever!'
Peng Jiu was so angry that his face turned green. His whole chest puffed up like a big frog.
"You're going too far!"
Peng Jiu also had friends. At this time, they were also very dissatisfied and shouted, "Even if the Third Young Master Shen is a master, he can't look down on Brother Peng Jiu like this! His disciple is at most a first level True God. How can he fight with Peng Jiu! "
"That's right. This is too much! Whether it's a mule or a horse, bring it out for a walk! "
In an instant, the banquet became noisy.
Wang Qizhi remained calm and collected. His gaze shifted to Shen Zhenyi as he faintly asked, "Third Young Master, you're truly a daring one. Since you dare to say such words, you should have no problem dealing with Peng Jiu. Why don't you give me some face and try? "
His tone was still polite, but he had no choice but to step down and fight.
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