I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

She phrased it euphemistically, implying that Li Qi was a bit bad.

"If we take Brother Xue as our opponent, I'm afraid many people will be left with a shadow that they can never shake off for the rest of their lives."

Yin Muhu sighed.

Xue Jing smiled and said, "Yin Mei, you're exaggerating. I'm not some kind of devil, and I won't use my full strength against someone I don't know."

Yin Muhu remained silent, only thinking to himself, this isn't a matter of whether or not to use excessive force...

Experiencing firsthand the terrifying gap between oneself and a genius like Brother Xue, who transcends logical understanding, can easily lead one to feel that practicing martial arts is meaningless.

Even someone as talented as her, who had cultivated the Vajra Ruyi Hand to such a high level as a woman and considered herself to have a very resilient character, was still depressed for a long time after personally fighting Xue Jing.

"By the way, Brother Xue, I just saw some people who might need your attention."

Yin Muhu said in a low voice.

"What's going on?" Xue Jing asked, puzzled, seeing that she sounded rather serious.

“I once heard my grandmaster mention that the three heroes of Jade City had made many enemies when they were young.”

As Yin Muhu spoke, he raised his head and scanned the surroundings, as if searching for something.

After searching for a while, seemingly without finding it, she shook her head and continued:

“I just saw a few people who have been famous for a long time. The schools they come from all belong to the enemies that our master once mentioned. This housewarming banquet was hosted by Senior Li Qi, so they shouldn’t be here to offer their congratulations.”

Xue Jing asked curiously, "Oh? Which people are they?"

Yin Muhu recalled for a moment and said:

"The Eight Celestial Phenomena, Zheng Jixiang".

"Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword, Xie Yue."

"Qin Fengcong of the Thunder Control Sect."

"These three are well-established young masters, all of whom are just one step away from leaping over the dragon gate. They are very famous. There are a few others that I don't recognize, but they are standing with them and should be their accomplices."

"The Celestial Eight Scenery School, the Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword School, and the Thunder Control School have all had conflicts with our master and his group... According to our master, the main conflict was with Senior Li Qi."

"Their presence here... I'm afraid they have ulterior motives."

"Now we can't even find them, we don't know where they've gone." Yin Muhu looked around the banquet hall and frowned.

Xue Jing stroked his chin, his eyes thoughtful: "I see..."

He nodded and said to Yin Muhu, "I understand. Thank you for reminding me, Sister Yin."

"What does Brother Xue plan to do?" Yin Muhu asked.

Xue Jing smiled and said calmly, "During the banquet, everyone who comes is a guest, and there is no reason to turn people away... Perhaps they have come to make peace?"

"If they dare to have other ideas, I can certainly accept them."

His tone was not at all arrogant, but rather casual and conversational, yet it possessed a composure that allowed him to control everything no matter how much trouble others caused, just as an adult doesn't care what pranks a few children might play.

“Master…” Zong Shichan looked at him with admiration, her eyes sparkling as if they were shooting stars.

……

In a secluded corner of the banquet hall, several distinguished figures gathered around a table.

One of the men, who looked to be around twenty-five or twenty-six, was completely unremarkable and had nothing special about him. He should have been an inconspicuous passerby, like a stone, but he inexplicably gave people a sense of ethereal and boundless existence, as if he might turn into the wind at any moment and not be in the human world.

He spoke in a calm tone, his voice ethereal and strange, as if it were coming from afar, even though he was right in front of him:

"Have you all made your decisions? Are the few of us enough?"

A man with sharp, lightning-like eyes and hair standing on end like a Super Saiyan frowned and said:

"How could it not be enough? The Hidden Dragon Stream only has Meng Boshang who is decent right now. That old bastard Li Qi is already a cripple. No matter how talented that kid Xue Jing is, he's still just a minor. You're not worried about him, are you?"

A person next to him scoffed, "Winning the U19 championship is nothing special. They're making such a big deal out of it. He's just a junior player after all. He has some talent, but that's about it."

"That old scoundrel Li Qi, he tucked his tail between his legs and obediently left the inner circle more than ten years ago, and we barely spared him... I never expected that the old guy would still be so greedy and take in such an extraordinary disciple, who has even shown his face here in the inner circle."

“A stray dog ​​should act like a stray dog; how dare it have the ambition to make a comeback.”

"My sect leader originally intended to come in person, but considering that 'Shura Chen' and 'Vajra Zhou' might object out of consideration for past relationships, he decided against it. We juniors, however, can legitimately eliminate the Hidden Dragon Clan on the arena through 'rules-based' means..."

"Heh, Li Qi is the kind of person whose arrogance is ingrained and he can never shake it off. He was crippled by that guy and he's so old now, but he still can't control himself. He's been down on his luck for over a decade, and now that he's finally got a good disciple and is starting to gain some momentum, he can't help but show off and even set up a challenge... Heh heh, you should have told him to hold back for another decade or so and wait for this little genius to fully mature. Instead, he's attracted tigers, leopards, and wolves and is going to be nipped in the bud."

Who will go first?

"Brother Xie, go for it! It seems that Senior Jiao Hongyuan's Golden Wind Dojo in Qingcheng has also been destroyed by the Hidden Dragon Stream. Don't you want to avenge Senior Jiao Hongyuan?"

"The Golden Wind White Rainbow Sword is countered by the Hidden Dragon Style's Golden Scale... That kid may be young, but he does have some skill. I'm afraid Brother Xie won't be able to handle him."

"I'll do it," the man with his hair standing on end as if he'd been electrocuted said forcefully.

Upon hearing him speak, everyone stopped their discussion and nodded in agreement.

"Feng Cong's lightning control technique is unparalleled in crushing weaklings, so you're the most reliable one to take action... What about Meng Boshang later?"

"That kid is dead. That old bastard Li Qi must be so angry that he'll make Meng Boshang take action directly. Since he broke the rules and didn't fight on the stage, we don't need to be polite. Let's just swarm him."

Seeing that they had arranged everything so meticulously, the ethereal man sighed and said:

"All things are impermanent, and things may not turn out as expected."

"I have a bad feeling; something unexpected might happen."

Qin Fengcong raised his sharp eyebrows like lightning: "Unless something unexpected happens, I will end everything in an instant."

Unbeknownst to them, at a table not far away, a beautiful and charming young woman twitched her ears and smiled.

"It seems something interesting is about to happen, Mr. Xue."

Otogi Kagura casually picked up her chopsticks and savored the delicious dishes placed on the table.

……

"Friends from all the Daoist temples in Qingcheng, and all those who have come from afar, I, Li Qi, would like to express my sincere gratitude to you all for gracing us with your presence and attending the housewarming banquet of my Canglong Daoist Temple."

"I have lived a muddled life, wasting over sixty years of my life, achieving almost nothing in my youth..."

On the stage in the banquet hall, Li Qi, sitting in a wheelchair, spoke eloquently into the microphone in a steady voice.

Xue Jing was positioned below the stage, his gaze sweeping across the entire banquet hall. The nearly two thousand guests present were all martial artists with keen intuition. Anyone whose gaze swept over them would involuntarily tense up, as if being stared at by some terrifying monster, their hair standing on end.

Few people were paying attention to Li Qi's speech; most were eyeing the several disciples of the Hidden Dragon School sitting below the stage, especially Xue Jing, who attracted the attention of at least 90% of the guests.

"That one is Xue Jing, the Demon King... He even tortured a genius like Zhou Yinglin to the point of being unrecognizable."

"The U19 champion... It's unbelievable that such a person could emerge from our Qingcheng."

"It's not just about being a champion; it's about being the strongest champion in history. Many grandmaster-level martial artists in the inner circle have predicted that he will definitely win a title in the future."

"Hiss... Is this really someone trained by the Hidden Dragon Dojo? Even the Dragon King at his peak didn't receive this kind of praise, did he?"

"This kind of genius cannot be judged by common sense. His birth in Qingcheng can only be described as an accident... It's like a swan's egg falling into a duck's nest. Once the ugly duckling grows up, it immediately becomes a swan and soars into the sky."

Many people at the table were having a quiet, lively discussion.

"...So, everyone, according to the rules, if my Hidden Dragon Clan wants to take root here, it naturally needs the recognition of my fellow practitioners. I have a disciple who is not very capable, but I am willing to set up a arena here and act as the champion, inviting all the heroes present to give him some pointers."

Li Qi spoke with a smug look on his face, and when he mentioned the 'good-for-nothing disciple,' he winked at his old friends in the audience, making them grit their teeth in anger.

"That bastard, he's still the same dog after all these years, a complete beast!"

"I'm going to take his wheelchair apart in a minute!"

"Shameless piece of trash!"

Several old men laughed and cursed.

"Please move to the outside room."

Li Qi gestured towards the door, and everyone stood up, bowed to him, and walked towards the door.

A large open space had already been cleared in the square outside the venue, with a square stone arena with sides of several tens of meters placed in the middle.

Xue Jing stared at a group of guests. One of them, a man with long arms and legs and no shoes, noticed his gaze, grinned at him, and looked at him with ill intent.

"Interesting." Xue Jing smiled, walked out of the door, leaped across dozens of meters, and landed lightly on the arena without making a sound, without even stirring up any dust when he landed.

This move immediately caught the eye of those in the know, who secretly exclaimed, "What superb lightness skill!"

Xue Jing cupped his hands in greeting to the thousands of guests who had gathered around him and began to speak:

"Xue Jing of the Hidden Dragon School, please do not hesitate to offer your guidance."

The words had barely left his mouth when it seemed as if a thunderclap had exploded.

The crowd felt a deafening roar, and those with weaker skills even had blood spilling from their external auditory canals. When they came to their senses, they didn't know that a figure had appeared on the stage.

He was quite tall, at least 1.9 meters, with a robust build and bulging muscles, dressed like a martial artist. However, his clothes seemed to be too small and too tight, resulting in him being somewhat bare-chested. His shoulder-length hair stood up in a spiky, stiff style, and his eyebrows and eyes were shaped like lightning bolts, sharp and extremely eye-catching.

"Hmm? I think I know this person!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed in surprise.

"It's Qin Fengcong from the Thunder Control Sect! What's he doing here?"

"This is a well-known young master from the inner ring road. He won the Young Lin Summit championship a few years ago!"

"Did anyone see how he got up there?"

"I think I saw a flash of lightning..."

On the arena, Qin Fengcong walked step by step towards Xue Jing, his sharp, lightning-like eyes showing no emotion, and slowly spoke:

"Qin Fengcong of the Thunder Control Sect, please enlighten me..."

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Chapter 299 Ants, who gave you permission to raise your head and speak? (4K)

Several elderly people were sitting on the few seats available below the arena, including Li Qi.

"The Thunder Control Sect..."

An old man frowned and said to Li Qi: