Cultivation Undefeated Upgrade

Chapter 24 Takes the Top Spot!

The noise made by Wang Feng woke up Qing Yao who was already asleep on the floor.

The other party rubbed his sleepy eyes, turned his head to look at Wang Feng, and suddenly exclaimed, "This color, this fairy energy is clearly a fifth-level weapon!"

When Qing Yao said this, Wang Feng couldn't help being a little curious.

"Smelly woman, how did you know that my Yuehua Sword has a fifth-level quality?"

"It must be the fifth step!"

Qing Yao raised her head, and said in an absolutely confident and undeniable tone, "At the beginning, I begged my father to lend me his fifth-tier broadsword, but he refused to agree. And , he actually, together with my grandfather, did it for me..."

In the middle of speaking, Qing Yao made a gesture of covering her mouth with her hand, as if she almost missed something.

Hearing this, Wang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Hey, you don't seem to have ever told me where you came from and who is in your family."

"Hmph, I want you to take care of it. I want to inquire about Miss Ben's information, so I won't tell you!"

After saying this, Qing Yao turned her back, pretending to continue to sleep, and Wang Feng didn't keep asking, he already had a rough judgment in his heart.

Qing Yao's background is definitely not low.

The weapon used by her father is a fifth-tier broadsword, probably a Nascent Soul strongman. In addition, Qingyao pestered Wang Feng to the provincial capital of Annan Province. Based on this analysis, she is probably not from Annan Province. The most important point is that although she saw Wang Feng's Yuehua Sword, although she was surprised, she quickly adjusted her mentality. It can be seen from this...she should have seen a higher-level weapon!

Heavenly man.

To sum up, Wang Feng judged that Qingyao should come from a family with the existence of Heaven and Human Realm!

As for why she came to Annan Province, Wang Feng also had some guesses.

"I don't know, if I keep this stinky woman by my side, is it right or wrong, a blessing or a curse?"

Ask yourself, Wang Feng couldn't get the answer, so he wrapped the Yuehua sword into the system, looked at the moon hanging in the sky, and gradually fell asleep...

life goes on.

Half a month passed in a flash.

Finally, this gathering of the younger generation of powerhouses in Annan Province, which only happens once every 20 years, finally came to the day when it was officially held.

The location is still in the City Lord's Mansion.

Early in the morning, a group of nearly a hundred Alchemy Realm Tianjiao stepped into the venue one by one, including Chen Shi and Zhao Hu who was slapped in the face by Wang Feng.

At this moment, Zhao Hu was in the crowd, staring at Wang Feng with a kind of resentment, wishing to eat his flesh and blood!

Of course, such a look was automatically ignored by Wang Feng.

Since it was a gathering of the younger generation of powerhouses, Qing Yao did not come, and stayed alone in the room, waiting for Wang Feng to return after attending the party.

And at the venue where the party was held, there was a middle-aged man in armor and robes, with hair as white as snow, sitting upright in the center of the party seats.

Nascent Soul, and according to the aura emitted by the other party from the inside out, it can be seen that this person is not an early or middle Nascent Soul, but a strong man who has at least reached the late Nascent Soul!
Based on this alone, everyone has already guessed the identity of the other party.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man stood up, and said to everyone with a deep voice, "Everyone, I am the lord of the provincial capital of Annan Province, Chen Xiong! The party is about to start, everyone don't stand around Alright, take your seat now!"

When Chen Xiong said this, Wang Feng, who was standing at the forefront of the crowd, saw a super long wooden table here, one end of the wooden table was facing Chen Xiong, and the other end extended to them.

On both sides of the wooden table, there are chairs equal to the number of people attending the party. Except for the three chairs on the right, the rest of the chairs are the same and are made of mahogany.

Only those three chairs were made, one was made of copper, one was made of silver, and the other was made of gold.

Without thinking too much, Wang Feng felt that the chair made of gold was shiny and very beautiful, so Wang Feng rushed forward with a few strides, slumped down, and sat on the chair.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xiong was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing, "Okay! Sure enough, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but young people, I want to remind you that it is not easy to occupy the top spot oh."

Wang Feng didn't understand what Chen Xiong said.

As soon as Wang Feng sat on this golden chair, other people also looked for chairs to sit in, and they looked at Wang Feng with disdain, doubt, and jokes, as if he had committed a crime by sitting on this chair. What a mistake it seems.

The person sitting on the copper chair is a big man with a scar on his face, and his realm is in the late stage of alchemy; while the person sitting on the silver chair is a cold-faced swordsman in black gauze, and his realm is in the late stage of knot formation. Alchemy peak, and... there is a faint sign that he is about to break through to the great perfection of alchemy!

Based on these, Wang Feng roughly guessed something.

Pop, pop, pop.

When everyone was seated, Chen Xiong applauded three times in a row, and then his servants placed plates of delicacies and pots of fine wine on the wooden table one by one.

Picking up the chopsticks that were put aside, everyone ate and drank while drinking. After three rounds of drinking, when the dishes were almost finished, Chen Xiong said again, "Everyone, apart from these drinks and dishes, there should be more Competing with each other is naturally indispensable. According to..."

Chen Xiong stretched out his fingers and pointed to these chairs, "The order in which these chairs are arranged, from right to left, is your current ranking order. Each of you has three chances to challenge for a seat with a higher ranking. If you win, Then exchange the seat order. Alright, the highlight of this party, the competition has officially begun!"

really!

Chen Xiong's words verified Wang Feng's guess, no wonder those people looked at him like that just now, because the golden chair Wang Feng was sitting on represented No.1, representing the leader!
That's all for nothing, the important thing is that Wang Feng has only established the foundation of Dzogchen, and other people can clearly see this point.

But... If Wang Feng had to choose again, he would still choose to sit on this golden chair!

Although, for the tasks issued by the system, as long as you get the top three, as a man, you should have the courage to 'give me nothing'!

Just as Chen Xiong finished speaking, 13 people stood up from their seats and said in unison, "My first challenge is to the monk sitting on that golden chair."

Seeing this scene, Wang Feng thought to himself, "A bunch of fighting scum, how dare you challenge me?"

(End of this chapter)