Qin Wentian walked to the bottom of the platform, as he inclined his head and stared at Qiu Mo, the corners of his mouth curling up in a mocking smile.
When he arrived, he heard Yu Xuan's words. Although he wasn't acquainted with Yu Xuan, and didn't have a good impression of her just because of a few words, Qiu Mo's reaction made him feel extremely unhappy.
Yu Xuan said that he had stepped into the 6th level of the Astral River Hall. Regardless of whether it was true or false, this had nothing to do with Qiu Mo. Why would he berate others, and in such an intense manner? Obviously, it was because Qiu Mo was extremely unhappy with Qin Wentian.
Qiu Mo narrowed his eyes when he saw Qin Wentian. After which, he coldly laughed, "Could it be that you've really stepped into the 6th level of the Astral River Hall? No matter what, I'm still your Senior Brother. It's not good to speak to your Senior Brother in such a manner."
"If you want others to respect you, you must first respect yourself. How can you berate your own Junior Sister like that?" Qin Wentian countered.
"Hehe, you've only entered the top nine rankings of the Jun Lin Banquet. Why do you act as though you're already the top ranker?" Qiu Mo mocked, causing strange expressions to appear on the faces of the spectators. These two geniuses of the Emperor Star Academy were actually fighting against each other? How interesting.
Qin Wentian shifted his gaze, no longer looking at Qiu Mo. With a leap, he stepped onto the platform.
However, Fatty Fan Le was extremely unhappy. He shouted from below, "Last year, when a certain someone had a cultivation base at the 9th level of Arterial Circulation, he was only ranked # 5 in the Jun Lin Banquet. When he was at the 7th level of Arterial Circulation, who knows which corner he was cultivating in? Yet he still has the cheek to mock others? It's as though he was the one who obtained the first place in the Jun Lin Banquet.
This sentence caused Qiu Mo's countenance to stiffen, as he stared at Fan Le with a cold glint in his eyes.
"There are so many Elders in the Emperor Star Academy, yet a certain someone jumped out to spout such arrogant words. Those who didn't know better would think that he was the most senior in the academy." Fan Le continued, his words causing Qiu Mo's countenance to turn incomparably ugly to behold. Glancing at the gazes of the surrounding Elders, Qiu Mo's countenance stiffened as he sat down, trembling uncontrollably. In his heart, he wanted nothing more than to kill Fatty Fan Le with a single palm strike.
After Qin Wentian walked up the platform, countless gazes landed on him. As for what Yu Xuan had said earlier, they had already forgotten about it. After all, they didn't really believe it in their hearts. What they wanted to see was the final battle of the Jun Lin Banquet.
"It shouldn't be too late." Qin Wentian inclined his head, staring at the rising sun in the sky. The smile on the face of the youth was as radiant as the sun. As to why he was late, it was because he had experienced a terrifying nightmare last night. The awakening of his bloodline had almost devoured him whole. Luckily, he had managed to endure it and after he recovered his composure, he immediately rushed over here.
How could he miss out on the arena of the Jun Lin Banquet?
"Uncle Black, during today's Jun Lin Banquet, will you be silently observing me?" Qin Wentian stared at the skies as he murmured in his heart. That damned old fogey of a father would also be observing his performance.
There was also the anticipation of the teachers of the Emperor Star Academy, Mo Qingcheng, Mu Rou, Luo Huan, Fatty and the Divine Weapon Pavilion. How could he, Qin Wentian, fail?
"Senior, my apologies for being late. Luckily, I made it in time for the Jun Lin Banquet. I hope Senior won't blame me." Qin Wentian spoke to the old man seated beside the throne.
"You've already missed the group battles. Not only that, the rankings for each group have already been released. What do you think we should do?" That old man stared at Qin Wentian with unhappiness in his eyes. After all, Qin Wentian had already missed the time for the group battles. Initially, he had wanted to wait for Qin Wentian, but he didn't manage to do so.
"The final battle shouldn't have started yet, right?" Qin Wentian cast a glance at the three towering platforms. He discovered that there were only Luo Huan and Gu Xing on the third towering platform.
"The rankings for each group have already been determined. Next, we shall fight for the final rankings." The old man spoke.
"Since that's the case, can Senior just treat it as me admitting defeat for the first two battles?" Qin Wentian spoke. Since he was late, he should be punished. Hence, he would consider the two battles as his loss.
The old man contemplated for a moment before nodding his head. "Since you've already admitted defeat for the first two battles, there's nothing more I can say. Now, I shall announce that you are ranked # 3 in that group. Now, please head to the third towering platform to fight for the seventh and ninth rankings."
"Many thanks, Senior." Qin Wentian bowed. After which, his silhouette flickered as he appeared on the third towering platform.
There were already two silhouettes here. They were Luo Huan and Gu Xing.
"Smelly brat, you actually dared to be late on such an important day?" Luo Huan glared at Qin Wentian.
"Didn't I rush over immediately?" Qin Wentian laughed.
"Are you confident?" Luo Huan asked.
"Not too bad." Qin Wentian lightly nodded his head. "It's just that I didn't sleep well last night. Time was too tight. Sadly, the Jun Lin Banquet can no longer be postponed."
"Okay, the first battle, Luo Huan versus Qin Wentian." The old man beside the throne spoke. Luo Huan smiled as she glanced at Qin Wentian. After which, she turned to the old man and stated, "Senior, I forfeit this battle."
Luo Huan forfeited the ranking battles of the Jun Lin Banquet, allowing Qin Wentian to pursue the rankings that belonged to him.
As long as Qin Wentian obtained the 7th ranking, he would be given a chance to continue challenging the higher rankings.
"Fine. The second battle, Gu Xing versus Qin Wentian." The old man spoke again.
"I forfeit." Gu Xing spat out, his words causing countless people to be stunned.
Was there a need to be so dramatic?
Now that Qin Wentian had returned, the two of them forfeited at the same time, allowing Qin Wentian to succeed?
This was equivalent to Luo Huan and Gu Xing directly sending Qin Wentian to the 2nd towering platform, allowing him to contend against the 4th to 6th rankers for a better ranking.
"In that case, do the two of you still want to fight?" The old man glanced at Luo Huan and Gu Xing.
"No need, I forfeit." Gu Xing calmly replied. After which, he sat down on the ground, as though everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.
Such a situation caused many to feel pity. The three participants from the 3rd group actually didn't even have to fight. But luckily, the following battles would definitely be extremely fascinating.
"Qin Wentian is temporarily ranked 7th. Luo Huan is ranked 8th. Gu Xing is ranked 9th." The old man calmly announced. After which, his gaze shifted onto the 2nd towering platform.
On this platform, there were only 3 participants: 2nd Sword, Chu Chen and Hou Tie.
"The first battle, 2nd Sword versus Hou Tie."
As the sound of the old man's voice faded, the atmosphere instantly tensed up. Looks of anticipation could be seen in the eyes of the spectators.
2nd Sword was very strong, but unfortunately for him, his opponent was Luo Qianqiu. Hence, he could only be defeated. However, he used his absolute sword techniques to suppress Luo Huan. His sword techniques were tyrannical and tyrannical, similar to Orchon's spear techniques.
Based on the payout rates given by Drunken Wonder, 2nd Sword and Ou Tie were both favored to enter the top three rankings.
However, Hou Tie's battle with Orchon was extremely intense. Now that the two of them clashed, the spectators were filled with anticipation. Who would be the victor?
The Astral Souls of both of them erupted forth. 2nd Sword wielded a sharp sword, while Hou Tie transformed into a terrifying ancient demon. The two of them instantly clashed together.
The terrifying collision caused the hearts of the spectators to pound unceasingly. The platform seemed to be engulfed by the sword light and the demonic qi. That terrifying aura enveloped the entire space.
"ROAR!"
After a long period of time, Hou Tie consecutively roared out nine times, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. His fists that were as violent as a demonic beast destroyed the sword light, and after which, his fist landed on 2nd Sword's defensive sword light, causing 2nd Sword's body to be directly flung through the air.
Hou Tie's movements hadn't stopped yet. He soared up into the air and chased after 2nd Sword, landing two more punches on him, forcing him off the platform.
Hou Tie had defeated 2nd Sword, causing many to sigh in admiration.
It was too terrifying. It seemed that although the payout rates given by Drunken Wonder could be used as a reference to one's strength, it wasn't completely accurate.
Hou Tie's popularity was slightly lower than 2nd Sword's, but he had actually defeated 2nd Sword.
"You guys take a short break. The first towering platform, Orchon against Sikong Mingyue." The old man calmly spoke. He actually wanted the battles to be staggered, giving those who had just fought some time to rest and not delaying the Jun Lin Banquet.
There wasn't much suspense in the battle between Orchon and Sikong Mingyue. Although Orchon was also very strong, Sikong Mingyue was still Sikong Mingyue. Just like what Heaven's Wonder had predicted, Orchon had already locked in the top two of the top three rankings. Although in theory, there was still a possibility of overturning the rankings, the possibility was simply too small.
As for Qin Wentian, he was currently sitting cross-legged, like a quiet cultivator. It was as though everything happening in the outside world had nothing to do with him.
He had yet to completely comprehend the second stance of the Great Dream Halberd Art, Fallen Star. How could he miss out on such an opportunity?
Next, he would have to face the most intense battles. He had to adjust his condition to the peak, and accept the challenges that belonged to him.
"2nd Sword against Chu Chen." The voice of the old man drifted over, causing the gazes of the spectators to be fixated on the 2nd towering platform.
2nd Sword had already been defeated once. This time, he wouldn't allow himself to be defeated again. If not, Snowcloud Country would become nothing more than a foil.
Earlier, when Chu Chen fought against Sikong Mingyue, he directly admitted defeat, conserving his strength. Nobody knew exactly how strong he was.
But when he clashed against 2nd Sword, everyone knew that this was the first time Chu Chen had released both of his Astral Souls.
"What's that first Astral Soul? It's actually a scepter?" Someone in the crowd stared at one of Chu Chen's Astral Souls, as they exclaimed in shock.
"The Amethyst Astral Soul is an Astral Soul condensed from the Emperor Amethyst Constellation. It's the symbol of an Emperor. Who would have thought that Chu Chen would also have the ability to form a connection with the Amethyst Constellation. Chu Tianjiao's first Astral Soul is also the Amethyst Constellation." Someone sighed.
In the nine Astral Rivers, there were many bizarre constellations. The Amethyst Constellation that represented the Emperor was one of them.
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