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Lu Chen Zhou Weak?
That question had a rough answer in everyone's heart, but for different people, it was clearly different. Bu Luo could get a definite answer from Gu Ping.
At this moment, as the banquet was being cleared away, everyone quietly measured the combat power displayed by the two during the earlier battle, trying to imagine what it would be like to be in their shoes.
Many secretly shook their heads, feeling that no matter what, they could not surpass Lu Chen Zhou. As for the minor incident that occurred, it was naturally overlooked by everyone as if it had never happened.
Bei Qinping sent a disciple of Lutuo Pavilion flying and left the banquet looking disheveled, receiving no more attention. Only Lu Chen Zhou stood by with a bitter smile.
Suddenly, Lu Chen Zhou realized that with Ye Youluo's departure, the overall quality of Nine Nether Genius seemed to drop a level. Encountering a peerless genius like Gu Ping meant that Zhu Xian Mountain could compete with him, while standing nearby were Nangong Huan and Chongming Guang, both of whom were unknown and had never shown their true capabilities.
He didn't know when he had started to become the bottom tier among them. Even Wei Wuyou had made a name for himself as Wuyou Emperor, while he relied on his friendly smile to gain some popularity.
If things continued this way, Hades would likely fall behind in the competition, overshadowed by slaughter and Youluo. That was not what Bu Fou wanted to see; he needed to step up his game. Lu Chen Zhou looked at Gu Ping, who stood on the stage, lost in thought.
A bunch of insignificant characters; Bu Luo was just a facade that scared us all. He really hoped that someone would come and deal with that useless fellow.
When Nangong Huan spoke up with her boldness, many were caught off guard. Her blunt style contrasted sharply with her stunning appearance, leaving even Gu Ping momentarily speechless.
That guy...
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang. would consider the bigger picture. Chongming Guang wouldn't add any unexpected twists to the conflict between the two realms. As for Bu Luo, that young lady who had grown up with a silver spoon in her mouth wouldn’t care about such disputes.
In Nangong Huan's eyes, it was simply a matter of wanting to defeat someone strong. There was no need for reasons or positions; all that mattered was whether he could win.
Sigh.
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, let out a long sigh. With Nangong Huan's temperament unleashed, the momentum Gu Ping had built up just moments ago dissipated into nothing. With that momentum, even if they were at Zhu Xian Mountain right now, Tenglan would have felt confident that Gu Ping could fight and win. However, that confidence was shattered by a young lady, which Tenglan had not anticipated.
Bu Luo and Yan Dong were all curious about who was truly stronger: Gu Ping, hailed as the first person of this era, or Nangong Huan, who had always held the top spot on the Heavenly Ranking.
Noble family, Nangong Huan, I dare to ask for your guidance.
Cultivation, Gu Ping, I dare to ask for your guidance.
"Such pretense."
For some reason, Nangong Huan felt that Gu Ping appeared very fake. Not only did he seem to be going through the motions, but even his every action and expression felt unnatural in Nangong Huan's eyes. At that moment, as the two began to clash, Nangong Huan became even more certain of his suspicions.
Bu Luo's physical body and Divine Sense seemed somewhat out of sync; however, I don't deny it. What a show of pretense; it must be amusing for the lady.
In my current state, what right do I have to surpass him? Nangong Huan showed no mercy and directly summoned his family's Pseudo-Artifact, the Phantom Sea Flower Leaf. "Let’s see how you break my environment," he declared as the Phantom Sea Morning Dew rose, emotions unknown.
At this moment, not only did the scene before Gu Ping shift entirely, but even the banquet transformed in the eyes of everyone present. It was as if they were now at Cloud Mist Dianchi while still being part of an Imperial Palace Celebration.
Within the Palace, strongmen were present. Everyone had been warmly invited by the emperor to attend this lightness banquet. Meanwhile, Gu Ping stood alone in the center of the Arena like an outsider. In an instant, he was noticed by the strongmen guarding the banquet and surrounded completely.
Illusion?
Gu Ping felt a sense of doubt. Normally, with Gu Ping's Divine Sense surpassing that of ordinary cultivators, he could see through illusions with a single glance. However, in this situation, the sense of reality was growing stronger, and he hesitated to act recklessly.
Bu Luo knew that just because he didn't seek trouble didn't mean trouble wouldn't find him.
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