The sky gradually brightened. Today, the final round of the Jun Lin Banquet would begin.
Today, the top nine rankers of the Jun Lin Banquet would be divided into three groups, and the final round would be held.
Today, the number of spectators in the Chu Emperor District had also created history. The number of spectators in the past two days was even higher.
All the inns and buildings in the vicinity were occupied by people. They either stood in front of the windows, or stood at the highest points of the buildings, gazing at the Chu Emperor District from afar.
Everyone was filled with anticipation. How spectacular would the final round of the Jun Lin Banquet be?
The banquet had already been prepared, and the representatives of the major powers had all arrived. Chu Tianjiao, Xiao Lu and the rest also arrived. Staring at the boundless crowd, a smile appeared on Chu Tianjiao's face. The Jun Lin Banquet hadn't been this grand in recent years. It seemed that the popularity of this year's Jun Lin Banquet was extremely high.
In the direction of the Star River Association, the vice-leader of the Star River Association, Zuo Yin, personally arrived. Beside him sat Murin and a few other important figures of the Star River Association.
"Murin, it seems that you didn't complete the task I asked you to do back then." Zuo Yin spoke to Murin, causing Murin's countenance to stiffen.
What Zuo Yin was referring to was naturally the matter regarding the painting Qin Wentian had inscribed. Back then, Zuo Yin told him to bring the person who inscribed the painting to the Star River Association after obtaining it.
"President Zuo, I've tried my best, but there might have been some mistakes," Murin replied in a low voice.
"Oh?" Zuo Yin faintly continued, "I heard that the painting was inscribed by Qin Wentian, and last year in Sky Harmony City, you had the chance to recruit Qin Wentian into the Star River Association, but you offended him for no reason at all, allowing the Divine Weapon Pavilion to take advantage of you instead. Is this true?"
"Yes, back then I tried to persuade him, but he was too proud and arrogant, and refused to join my Star River Association. Hence, I decided to hand him over to the Ye Clan to be dealt with. As for what happened after that, I didn't expect it either." Murin's countenance was extremely unsightly. He didn't expect Zuo Yin to investigate this matter. If not, how could he know so much about it?
"Hmph." Zuo Yin was a little displeased and snorted coldly. This Qin Wentian was very famous nowadays. How could he not know about this matter?
Back then, if Murin had recommended Qin Wentian to the Star River Association, given Qin Wentian's talent, he would definitely be nurtured into a vice president.
"I wonder what rank he would be able to obtain in this year's Jun Lin Banquet." Zuo Yin silently mused.
Not only him, at this moment, everyone was guessing what the final rankings of the Jun Lin Banquet would be.
In the direction of the Mo Clan, Mo Qingcheng's father was sitting there as he asked Mo Qingcheng, "Qingcheng, what ranking do you think that brat will obtain?"
"I don't know. Maybe I can obtain one of the top three rankings." Mo Qingcheng smiled.
"Oh, you trust him so much?" Father Mo stared at Mo Qingcheng as he asked. It was extremely difficult to become one of the top three rankers.
He naturally knew of Luo Qianqiu's background, as well as Sikong Mingyue. Sikong Mingyue was also someone the Nine Mystical Palace held in high regard. Even if Qin Wentian wanted to defeat them, it would be impossible.
As for the other top three rankings, Orchon, 2nd Sword, Chu Chen, and Hou Tie were all present. It wouldn't be a simple matter to obtain that spot.
"No matter what rank he obtained, he should be proud of himself in this year's Jun Lin Banquet. It's extremely rare to see someone with the ability to jump levels and challenge opponents. After all, his cultivation base is only at the 7th level of Arterial Circulation. It's just that the amount of energy contained within his Astral Energy seems to be far more terrifying compared to others. Most probably, this is due to the difference in the height of his Astral Souls and constellations."
Father Mo murmured in a low voice. Other than this, Qin Wentian's strongest points were his proficiency in innate techniques, as well as his strange attacking methods. Spitting out sword light from his mouth, stomping on palm imprints, what level of Arterial Circulation and control of Astral Energy were required to achieve such a feat? Father Mo was extremely curious about this young man.
Beside the Azure Jadeite Dragon Seat, Luo Qianqiu stood there. Beside him, was a middle-aged man. Ever since the first day of the Jun Lin Banquet, the middle-aged man had always been standing there. However, he rarely spoke.
But at this moment, his gaze shifted onto Luo Qianqiu as he stated, "Qianqiu, today, we'll have to depend on you."
"The number one position in the Jun Lin Banquet will definitely be mine." Luo Qianqiu nodded his head. This was his mission. This time around, the number one position in the Jun Lin Banquet would definitely be his.
"Uncle, please don't make Sikong Mingyue give way for me. I need him to go all out in this battle." Luo Qianqiu spoke in a low voice. If others were to hear this, they would definitely be extremely astonished. To think that even the Jun Lin Banquet could be manipulated in the dark.
In this world, as long as one had tyrannical strength, there was nothing that couldn't be controlled. The Jun Lin Banquet was the same as well.
"Right." The middle-aged man nodded his head, but in his heart, he was silently musing that Luo Qianqiu was still too young. It was inevitable for the young to be frivolous. However, having lived for so many years, he understood this logic. Sometimes, in order to achieve one's goals, some methods were unavoidable.
He came here with a mission. Luo Qianqiu had to step into the 7th level of the Heavenly Star Pavilion.
In other words, the number one position in the Jun Lin Banquet this time around could only belong to Luo Qianqiu.
At this moment, Luo Qianqiu slowly walked out, and an instant later, he stood on the first towering platform.
Sikong Mingyue similarly walked out. However, the platform he walked onto was the second towering platform, because he was in the second group.
The top nine rankers of the Jun Lin Banquet all walked up the platforms. Very swiftly, eight silhouettes appeared on the first three platforms. However, there was still one person who had yet to arrive.
Two people appeared on the 2nd platform. Sikong Mingyue and Chu Chen stood there, but Qin Wentian's silhouette was nowhere to be seen.
Today was the day of the Jun Lin Banquet. No matter how late he was, he shouldn't have come at this time.
Could it be that Qin Wentian didn't dare to come?
Chu Tianjiao didn't announce the start of the Jun Lin Banquet. Instead, he waited for a period of time. However, as time passed, there was still no sign of Qin Wentian. This caused many to start whispering to each other.
Could it be that Qin Wentian didn't show up because he was afraid of fighting against Sikong Mingyue? Even if he was afraid, he could just directly concede. Why did he have to be absent?
Could it be that he didn't want to bear the stigma of admitting defeat?
"Why hasn't that fellow appeared yet?" Mustang was somewhat anxious as he glanced at Ren Qianxing behind him.
"No matter what he does, there's no need to interfere. Since he did it, he naturally has his reasons." Ren Qianxing calmly replied, causing Mustang to be taken aback. Old Ren was truly open-minded. No matter what Qin Wentian did, he would always support him.
Even if Qin Wentian was absent, there must be a reason.
"Let the first towering platform begin." Chu Tianjiao finally spoke, no longer wanting to wait.
On the first towering platform, there were Luo Qianqiu, 2nd Sword and Luo Huan.
"The first battle, Luo Qianqiu versus 2nd Sword." The old man beside Chu Tianjiao announced.
Luo Huan walked to the side of the platform, leaving Luo Qianqiu and 2nd Sword standing there. A terrifying aura circulated around the two of them.
Luo Qianqiu's entire body was filled with the power of lightning.
Around 2nd Sword, Sword Qi churned wildly, as though it wanted to break apart the Heavens.
"You are not my opponent." Luo Qianqiu inclined his head and stared at the skies. The final battle of the Jun Lin Banquet had finally arrived. He had waited for this moment for a very long time.
"I'll only know after I try." 2nd Sword stepped out, as Sword Qi gushed forth. The current him was in an extremely dangerous situation.
As 2nd Sword continued advancing, his Sword Qi grew stronger and stronger, transforming into a corporeal beam of sword light that shot towards Luo Qianqiu. At the same time, Luo Qianqiu's aura skyrocketed, as though he was howling.
The aura he emitted broke through from the 8th level of Arterial Circulation to the 9th level. Before this, he had been fighting with a cultivation base at the 8th level of Arterial Circulation.
Now, there was no longer any need to conceal his strength.
The Sword Qi radiating from 2nd Sword froze for a moment before he finally slashed out with his sword. This was a gigantic sword that descended from the Heavens, as though it wanted to split the Heavens into two halves.
However, Luo Qianqiu lifted his hands, as the Shadow of the Thunder God appeared behind him. In the air, a gigantic palm made of lightning appeared, directly blocking the sword light. The terrifying destructive might of the palm shattered the sword light.
"BOOM!" Stepping out, Luo Qianqiu's silhouette vanished. That palm of lightning blasted forth with a terrifying destructive might, destroying everything in its path.
2nd Sword's sword slashed out in a frenzy. In that instant, tens of thousands of beams of sword light appeared. However, the palm of lightning transformed into a terrifying lightning serpent, coiling around the beams of sword light. After which, a terrifying surge of lightning energy was transmitted into 2nd Sword's body, causing him to tremble violently.
"SCRAM!" Luo Qianqiu blasted out with his palm. That palm of lightning slammed into 2nd Sword, causing 2nd Sword's body to be flung through the air. When he finally stabilized himself, he bowed to Luo Qianqiu as he stated, "I've lost."
2nd Sword, he was utterly convinced of his defeat.
"Luo Qianqiu's strength is so strong." The hearts of the spectators trembled.
So this was Luo Qianqiu's true strength? Too terrifying. Before this, he was at the 8th level of Arterial Circulation and had yet to meet a worthy opponent. But now, he had completely unleashed his brilliance.
The spectators finally understood why the Drunken Wonder Pavilion had deemed Luo Qianqiu as the most popular candidate, and why they believed that he was destined to be the champion of the Jun Lin Banquet.
"Second battle, 2nd Sword against Luo Huan."
The old man continued. Luo Qianqiu walked to the side, leaving space for Luo Huan and 2nd Sword.
Right from the start, 2nd Sword unleashed his strongest attack. The frenzied sword light didn't give Luo Huan any time to breathe. Even though her body was flexible, and even though her close-combat abilities were terrifying, she couldn't even get close to 2nd Sword. In the end, Luo Huan was defeated. Not only that, she was defeated without any suspense.
In that case, there was no need for the remaining battle between Luo Qianqiu and Luo Huan.
For the first towering platform, Luo Qianqiu was ranked first. He would be fighting against the top rankers of the other two groups.
2nd Sword was ranked second, while the powerful Luo Huan could only be ranked third.
The gazes of the spectators shifted to the 2nd towering platform, yet they still couldn't see the silhouette of Qin Wentian. Only Sikong Mingyue and Chu Chen were present.
Qin Wentian, where was he?
Did he really have to give up on the Jun Lin Banquet?
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