Song Qingshu froze on the spot as he watched Huang Rong pass by him.
His face was ashen.
He felt that whether it was his appearance, strength, or identity, he was the best choice. There should be very few women in this world who could resist his charm.
Even if she was reserved, she was definitely not like Huang Rong.
Not only did she completely ignore him, she even deliberately held another man's arm in front of him.
This made Song Qingshu feel like he had been slapped in the face.
He was extremely embarrassed.
He couldn't vent his anger on Huang Rong. That would make him lose his composure.
He then looked at Jiang Feng and forced a stiff smile on his face.""This young master looks a little unfamiliar. May I know which famous sect you're from?”
The meaning behind his words was nothing more than to show off his identity and status.
Jiang Feng turned to look at him.
His expression was calm, as if he could not hear the hostility in his words. He smiled gently and said,"Greetings, Young Hero Song. I'm Jiang Feng, and I don't belong to any sect."
"Jiang Feng?"
When Song Qingshu heard this, he put on a look of realization and deliberately raised his voice.
"So you are the famous Yu Lang Jiang Feng. No wonder you are so handsome! I've heard a lot about you!"
He said that he had heard a lot about her.
The contempt and mockery between his brows were not concealed at all.
Although Jiang Feng was famous now, it was only because of his looks.
Song Qingshu had mocked him for being just a good-looking embroidered pillow.
"Rumor has it that Yu Lang, Jiang Feng, has stepped into the Connate Realm for the fourth time. I only just found out that hiding in the attic, reading and writing, can also cultivate to the Connate Realm. However, he did not know what level such an Innate Expert was at.”
His words became more and more impudent.
Huang Rong was so angry that her face turned ashen. She wanted to get up, but Jiang Feng stopped her.
Jiang Feng did not take Song Qingshu's provocation seriously at all.
To him, Song Qingshu was just a clown.
He didn't even have the qualifications to make him angry.
Jiang Feng waved his sleeves and sat down in the pavilion. His every move was as calm as ever, and his expression was calm.
He wasn't moved by Song Qingshu's provocation at all.
Master Fang Zheng couldn't help but nod slightly at his cultivation.
To be able to have such determination at such a young age, this child was truly extraordinary.
In comparison, Song Qingshu from Wudang was somewhat inferior.
"Young Hero Song, if you want to know my level, why don't you try?”
Jiang Feng said with a smile.
However, when he said this, he did not even look at Song Qingshu. Instead, he had already turned his gaze to Taiqing Peak in the distance.
It was obvious that she did not take him seriously.
Song Qingshu was even more furious.
"Let's try! I, Song Qingshu, am ranked 36th on the Ranking List of Young Masters. Why would I be afraid of you?”
As he spoke, he was about to unsheathe his sword.
"Enough!"
At the side, Song Yuanqiao could not stand it anymore and berated angrily," Qing Shu, you're too impudent! What did I teach you? Hurry up and apologize to Young Master Jiang!"
" Hmph!" Song Qingshu snorted." He's just an embroidered pillow with a false reputation. Why should I apologize to him?!"”
"You…"
Song Yuanqiao glared fiercely at his son. It was all his fault for spoiling him too much, causing this kid to be so arrogant now.
Although Jiang Feng might not be very strong, he was still a little weak.
However, he was still the young master of the Barker Chamber of Commerce, and his wealth was comparable to that of a country.
As the saying goes, money makes the world go round.
There was no need to offend such a rich young master.
"Young Master Jiang, I am very sorry. My son is not sensible and has offended you with his words.”
Song Yuanqiao turned around and apologized to Jiang Feng.
"No worries."
Jiang Feng waved his hand and did not take it to heart.
At this moment, all his attention was focused on Taiqing Peak in the distance.
Because at this moment, the Sword Prince of Huashan, Linghu Chong, had already appeared.
At the top of Taiqing Peak.
A huge sword pillar rose from the sky.
It formed a special platform.
It was like a sword formation.
The experts of the Five Mountain Sword Sect were all standing on the sword pillars with their swords in hand.
Mount Tai Sect's Tianmen Taoist Priest.
Mr. Mo of the Hengshan Sect.
Mount Hengshan sent Ding Yi Abbess.
Mount Song Sect's Zuo Lengchan!
Each of the four sects sent out their sect leaders, representing the strongest of the four sects. The weakest of them was at least at the late stage of the Xiantian Realm.
The representative of the Huashan Sect was not the Sect Leader Yue Buqun.
It was a young swordsman in his twenties.
He was wearing a long purple robe, with his long hair standing up, a rectangular face, sharp eyebrows, and thin lips. There was a wild and unrestrained smile on his lips.
In his hand was a steel longsword.
It was not a treasured sword or divine weapon, but a very ordinary sword.
However, it emitted a sharp sword qi that made people tremble in fear.
This young swordsman was the famous Sword Son of Huashan, Linghu Chong!
Ling Huchong leaped into the middle of the sword formation and bowed to the experts of the four sects.
Nun Dingyi, Mister Mo, and Taoist Master Tianmen all returned the greeting.
Only Zuo Lengchan of Mount Song Sect sneered and said arrogantly,""This battle concerns the ownership of our Five Mountain Sword Sect after the merger. Yue Buqun, you didn't personally fight, but sent a junior, are you looking down on us?”
On the distant sword platform.
Yue Buqun, who was dressed in a Confucian robe, held a folding fan in his hand and smiled calmly: "You are all the top experts of our Five Mountain Sword Sect, and your strength is above mine. How can I dare to be disrespectful?”
"Then why did you send a junior to fight?”
" Although Linghu Chong is my disciple, he is the disciple of my Martial Uncle Feng Qingyang. He entered the Innate Realm at the age of 21 and is known as the Sword Son of Mount Hua. He is ranked third on the Ranking List of Young Masters and is stronger than me.”
Zuo Lenchan sneered.
"Sword Son of Huashan, hehe, I admit that he is talented, but he is still too inexperienced. Yue Buqun, let me say the ugly words first. If you lose later, don't go back on your word!”
"If Linghu Chong loses, then Huashan will lose.”
"Alright, then let us have a taste of your Huashan Sword Son's might!”
As he spoke, Zuo Lenchan's body burst out with a layer of frost Genuine Qi, freezing the surrounding air.
He slapped out.
The cold air was dense, and icicles covered a radius of 100 feet!
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