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Chapter 1925

In the evening, the Tianjiao Banquet was indeed held as scheduled.

Qin Cheng and others went to the appointment, but before they entered the door, they felt something was wrong.

"What does the double event mean?" Ye Zun frowned as he looked at the handwriting outside the hall.

When I walked into the door, because a few people came late, there were already some people in the hall.

However, as soon as he walked into it, Qincheng heard a quarrel.

"What, we are the top ten geniuses in this class, and we actually let us be the last one? You ask the Dao Sect is too bullying!" The Holy Son of the Killing Immortal Sect, his face turned red and he shouted to someone.

"Why should we be inferior?"

Gu Mingyao and Fang Xiaodie were also angry.

Qin Cheng looked over and found that there were ten seats in the hall. According to convention, these ten seats should be seated by Qin Cheng and others, but now there are other people sitting on it.

"I have already said that this feast is for two generations of geniuses to celebrate together. The heroes of the previous generation are your seniors. Shouldn't you give up your position?" The deacon of the questioning sect said coldly.

"That's not right. In the past, every genius held it separately, so why did it change when it came to us?" Gu Mingyao said.

"Last time because of the visit of the demon clan, the Tianjiao Banquet was cancelled, and it was reasonable to re-organize this time." said the deacon.

"But just give us these broken chairs?" Zhu Yao frowned.

Qin Cheng then noticed that under the ten most conspicuous seats, there were ten small and broken seats. Once everyone sat down, their position would be like a slave to the ten people above.

"Everyone, we are not intending to destroy your mood, but this is also the wish of the sect leader, and we are not willing to refuse."

At this time, a man stood up with a smile on the first seat above. He held a paper fan and looked quite elegant.

Qin Cheng noticed that although the man looked calm and did not show his sharpness, the aura he emitted was extremely strong, and he obviously created a lot of things than Dong Tiancheng, Zhang Junyi and others.

"This man's name is Xun Qingjiang, and he is the son of Elder Xun. At the last genius event, he ranked first." Pu Ling said from the side.

"The son of Elder Xun." Qin Cheng narrowed his eyes and felt a little surprised.

It seems that Xun Qingjiang is the source of trouble for this banquet tonight.

"Since you like this location, I'll give it up. Nuo, isn't Qincheng here? I can give it up to you."

Xun Qingjiang said, suddenly turned his head to look at Qin Cheng and said with a smile.

With his voice, many people in the hall also looked at Qin Cheng and waited for his choice.

Qin Cheng smiled slightly. Xun Qingjiang was simply a smiling tiger. He gave up his seat politely on the surface, but he sat with nine last-year geniuses, and didn't say anything awkwardly, so how could Zhu Yao and the others deal with themselves? But if he didn't sit down and refused stubbornly, he would seem too arrogant and have poor character.

Not to mention that Xun Qingjiang is sinister enough, but Qin Cheng is not without response.

"I appreciate Brother Xun's kindness, but I can't sit in your position. I like to be self-reliant and don't ask others for help."

While speaking, Qin Cheng suddenly looked to the other side of the hall.

"Since there is no place, I will make one!"

There were originally a few disciples of the Inquiry Sect there, but when Qin Cheng looked at him, he felt as if he was locked by a beast. He felt panicked and took a few steps back timidly.

Qin Cheng then held the void, and the position given up by his disciples suddenly trembled.


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