From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 131: Toast and Punishment (Part )
"Why, you don't give me face?"

Although Li Chengqian was smiling, his tone was very unfriendly.

The originally noisy hall gradually quieted down, and everyone's eyes focused on each other, most of them with shocked expressions.

The officials of Qing State seemed to be very experienced, and their faces looked almost all ugly.

Oh no, the prince is going crazy again!
“Your Highness, you…!”

Fan Xian, who was holding a wine glass at the side, couldn't help but tremble.

Damn, this bad premonition seems to be coming true!
"Huh?" Yun Zhilan was also extremely surprised. He had done quite a bit of research on the Crown Prince of Nanqing, Dong Yi. Judging from his growth trajectory, although he was described as erratic and frivolous, his actions in recent years had shown that he was an extremely smart and capable crown prince, who just acted crazy sometimes.

In addition, the abnormal strength of the Four Vajras of the Nanqing Eastern Palace can also make people wary and generate some strange speculations.

Even his visit to Nanqing this time was also to test the Eastern Palace.

Unexpectedly, before I could test him, the prince came to me on his own.

"Your Highness, I didn't mean that. I just...!"

"You just think Fan Xian killed your two female disciples, and you're lucky you didn't kill him on the spot. How could you possibly drink the wine he offered you? Isn't that right?" Li Chengqian interrupted Yun Zhilan. "But I still find it quite strange. Why would you, a middle-aged man in your thirties or forties, take in female disciples? Is it because you're lacking love?"

Oh my god!

Fan Xian subconsciously took two steps back, fearing that Yun Zhilan would lose control and splatter the prince's blood all over him.

"Your Highness, please respect yourself." Yun Zhilan suppressed his murderous aura and stared at Li Chengqian fiercely. The sword intent in his eyes burst out, as if it turned into substance and fell on Li Chengqian.

"Oh, that's some pretty good sword intent."

But, something unexpected happened to him.

His sword intent seemed to have no effect on Li Chengqian. The prince of Nanqing still had a frivolous look on his face, and the smile on his face became more and more disgusting, and he felt worse and worse.

"I heard that Si Gu Jian was a moron and was almost killed by Fei Jie. Is that true?"

"Li Chengqian!"

When it comes to his master, Si Gu Jian, the spiritual mentor of Dong Yi, Yun Zhilan no longer cares about being in the palace of Nanqing or Li Chengqian's identity.

Snapped! !

However, before he could make any move, he heard a slight sound, and then he felt himself floating up.

Bang! !

A body fell heavily on the position of the Northern Qi delegation. Fortunately, Haitang Duoduo was quick-witted and pulled Changning Hou in time, otherwise, the body would have fallen directly on Changning Hou.

This must be intentional!
Haitang Duoduo looked at Li Chengqian with a wicked smile on his face and came to a conclusion in her heart.

Of course, more of it is shock!
Yun Zhilan, the disciple of Si Gu Jian, is one of the strongest ninth-grade warriors in the world. Below the Grandmaster level, there are no more than three people who can be compared with him. What does this mean?
What it means is that as long as the master doesn't appear, he will be the best in the world.

I may not even be his opponent.

Such a person was actually slapped away by Prince Nanqing with just one slap, and it was a slap directly in the face. How is this possible?

Her mind raced, her eyes filled with horror, and she suddenly realized that she had been paying attention the entire time, but she didn't even see how Li Chengqian made his move!
Not only him, but no one in the hall, except Emperor Qing on the throne, saw clearly how Li Chengqian threw that slap.

"Are you, a Dongyi person, worthy enough to call me Li Chengqian? Didn't that idiot Jianlu teach you what politeness is?"

“You…you go to hell!!”

Yun Zhilan's defense was broken.

Li Chengqian's big bag didn't do much harm to him, but it was extremely insulting.

Do you know, if this is the night banquet of Qing Kingdom, who are the people present?

High-ranking officials of the Qing Kingdom, envoys from Northern Qi, and envoys from Dongyi!

If we don’t fight back in front of so many people, what will happen to Jianlu’s reputation?
Moreover, if they counterattacked under such circumstances, even if they injured Li Chengqian, the Qing Kingdom probably wouldn't be able to say anything.

After all, it was your Crown Prince of Qing who was disrespectful first. How could you slap a distinguished guest at a banquet?

So at this moment, Yun Zhilan no longer had any scruples. He drew his sword and stabbed, his boundless sword intent raging and raging... "Cheng Qian!"

At this moment, the queen sitting in the highest position also changed her expression. She subconsciously cried out softly and wanted to get up, but was pulled back by another force.

"Don't panic, just watch first." The voice of Emperor Qing came, making her feel a little relieved.

In fact, it was because she couldn't break free from Emperor Qing's hand at all.

when! !

An extremely clear and pleasant voice rang out in the hall. Yun Zhilan's sword, which was aimed at Li Chengqian, flew high up, drew a beautiful arc in the air, fell from the sky, and pierced into the hall.

Bang!
There was another muffled sound, and Yun Zhilan flew up again, landing right next to his sword.

This time, several powerful warriors above the ninth rank in the field saw it clearly, and Fan Xian also saw it clearly.

At the moment when the long sword touched his body, Li Chengqian gently raised his hand and flicked out a finger, which hit the tip of Yun Zhilan's sword just one-third of the way, and Yun Zhilan's long sword flew out of his hand.

Then, he kicked out at the right time, kicking Yun Zhilan away.

This……

It seems incredible, and in fact it is incredible.

Is this, is this acting?

Yun Zhilan, what kind of PY agreement did you reach with Nan Qing that you actually sold out Jianlu's reputation so completely!
Several masters of the Northern Qi delegation had gloomy expressions and flickering eyes, and no one knew what they were thinking.

Several ninth-rank masters in the hall also had a glint in their eyes. Although this process was incredible, they were all extremely excited, as if they had thought of some possibility.

"Si Gu Jian is Si Gu Jian, he is really powerful. He didn't even give me a chance to draw my sword. I even brought a sword with me today." Li Chengqian sneered and patted the iron sword hanging on his waist.

"plum……!"

"Think it over before you speak."

“This is just…!”

"It's just that you're not very skilled, not that Si Gu Jian isn't powerful, right? Every loser loves to say that." Li Chengqian interrupted Yun Zhilan again, displaying his venomous tongue, destined to be remembered for eternity, in front of everyone in the hall. "Fan Xian, where's your wine? Haven't you toasted him yet? Offer him a glass and tell him to get lost. Don't let people say we in Daqing don't know how to entertain guests."

"Ah, uh—!"

Although he had drunk a lot of wine, Fan Xian was completely sober at this time.

What did he see?
He saw Wuzhu.

Yes, Wuzhu.

Li Chengqian's move just now was so clean, neat and precise that he seemed to have seen his uncle Wu Zhu making the move himself.

Not like.

It's exactly the same.

However, now was not the time to think about these things. He immediately picked up the wine jug, poured a glass of wine and came to Yun Zhilan. Regardless of his expression, he put the glass in his hand and poured himself another glass.

"Mr. Yun, I'd like to toast you on behalf of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" After saying that, he drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, and then looked at Yun Zhilan steadily.

Yun Zhilan raised the wine glass with some difficulty, looked at Fan Xian with a smile on his face, then looked at Li Chengqian who was sitting there with his thighs crossed and patting his sword. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and finally drank the wine in his hand.

"Tsk, if you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink for it!" Li Chengqian felt bored as he watched Yun Zhilan gulp down the wine in the glass.

I originally wanted to show off, but my opponent is not strong enough and can't put any pressure on me. How can I show off?
Alas, looking around, there is no one in the whole palace who can fight, and it is impossible to pretend to be cool.

Shame!

This feeling of being stuck in a dilemma, unable to go up or down, is really fucking uncomfortable!

No, there is another one who can fight.

As if he had thought of something, he lowered his gaze to the high position above.

(End of this chapter)