The Treasure Generating Bowl - Chapter 1339

Chapter 1338 Kong Shengji was so scared he wet himself.

Li Zijun stood up promptly and offered an explanation!

Kong Shengji’s expression turned even uglier.

After Li Zijun’s explanation, he no longer had any reason to ask He Pingsheng to give up his seat.

This is rather awkward!

Having been so arrogant in front of so many people, if he were to slink away now, it wouldn’t just be him who would lose face!

And the Kong family too!

The entire Kong family of Beiyuan will be disgraced.

But if they didn’t leave, they had no reason to kick He Pingsheng out, since the Li family themselves had said that he was a friend and that they had invited him.

Are you, Kong Shengji, so powerful that you can stand up for the Li family?

Neither advancing nor retreating is an option!

That was so embarrassing.

Inside the venue, people were already whispering among themselves.

Some people were even secretly laughing.

“Hmph…” Kong Shengji snorted coldly, forcibly pulling back his imposing aura, and said, “Fine… since Senior Brother Li has spoken, I’ll give you face!”

“Okay, thank you!” Li Zijun sat down the next moment.

Kong Shengji then turned his gaze to He Pingsheng and said, “Wang Dun, is it… I am Kong Shengji, the holy son of the Kong family!”

“Today I issue you a life-or-death challenge!”

“Do you… dare to accept the challenge?”

He Pingsheng frowned slightly: This guy is never going to stop.

I’m at a trade fair, who has time to fight with you?

“Can I refuse?” He Pingsheng asked Kong Shengji.

“Of course!” Kong Shengji said, “You can accept it or not. But… a dignified eighth-level Golden Immortal, and you don’t even dare to accept the challenge from someone like me, a sixth-level Golden Immortal, don’t you feel ashamed?”

“No!” He Pingsheng shook his head: “I’m just an ordinary person!”

“And you are the unparalleled genius of the Kong family!”

“I’m just an ordinary person, I can’t beat you, and I’m not willing to accept your challenge. What’s so shameful about that?”

“Are you suggesting that if you challenge everyone at this trade fair, they’ll all be willing to die for the sake of saving face?”

“Hahahaha…” Wang Dun, who was sitting in the first row, suddenly burst into laughter.

Everyone wanted to laugh, but no one dared to openly mock the sage of Confucius.

However, once someone started it, laughter immediately filled the entire hall.

Kong Shengji’s face was as red as could be. He wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, and he also wished he could strike out with his sword and kill He Pingsheng on the spot.

Unfortunately, he didn’t dare!

“Okay, okay, okay…”

At this moment, Kong Shengji was furious.

He took two deep breaths to calm himself down, then pointed at He Pingsheng and said, “Wang Dun, is it… You can pray!”

“Don’t run into me again in the Golden Feather Gathering’s combat power competition!”

“Otherwise, even if you kneel down and call me grandpa, I’ll make you regret it!”

He Pingsheng looked completely bewildered: “Why?”

Why should I kneel down and call you grandpa?

“So what if I encounter you in the battle prowess competition of the Golden Feather Gathering?”

“That competition was conducted within an image array. The competition was merely an illusion. Even if you died, you wouldn’t really die. Would I beg your grandfather to spare your life?”

“Are you out of your mind?”

“Hahahaha…” Wang Dun stood up again and burst into laughter.

Then, led by him, the entire venue erupted in laughter again.

At this moment, Kong Shengji not only hated He Pingsheng, but also hated Wang Dun. He pointed at Wang Dun and said, “That dark-faced guy… you think you’re the only one who can laugh?”

“Believe it or not, I’ll cleave you in two with a single sword strike.”

Wang Dun’s face immediately lit up with excitement: “You’re not going to challenge me, are you?”

“So what if I challenge you?” Kong Shengji had completely lost his mind: “Even if you are at the eleventh level of the Golden Immortal realm, I will still kill you with a single sword strike…”

That’s right!

Wang Dun had ten layers a thousand years ago, but now he has eleven.

We’ve hit a bottleneck!

“Wait…” Just then, a voice called out to Kong Shengji: “Holy Son of the Kong family, please wait… Our Xiling family has a grudge against this person. I need to question him first!”

Everyone’s gaze shifted!

But then a group of people walked in through the door.

The leader was an old man whom He Pingsheng recognized; he was none other than Xiling Ye, the eldest elder of the Xiling family!

Behind Xi Lingye were two powerful Taiyi Golden Immortals!

After the three Taiyi Golden Immortals, there were two more Golden Immortals, one male and one female!

The man is Xiling Tianchen, and the woman is naturally Xiling Tianxue.

“Elder…” Xiling Tianchen trembled all over when he saw Wang Dun. He pointed at Wang Dun and said, “It’s him… This is He Pingsheng… It was him who killed Seventh Uncle!”

“What?”

“He Pingsheng?”

“Is this dark-faced fellow He Pingsheng?”

“Good heavens, I’ve heard of him before. This guy seems to have killed a Taiyi Golden Immortal from the Xiling family!”

“Yes, it’s said that he’s the strongest fighter right now, on par with Xin Baobao from the Demon Clan!”

Upon hearing that it was He Pingsheng, everyone in the hall began to discuss it.

Kong Shengji’s expression became increasingly interesting.

He had just been shouting that he wanted to challenge someone, but now that he heard the other person was He Pingsheng, he was so scared that he almost wet his pants.

He knew his own limitations. He could tolerate bullying ordinary people, but he couldn’t afford to mess with a top-tier combat power monster like this.

So Kong Shengji quietly found a seat and sat down.

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“Bullshit!” Wang Dun, standing in front, pointed a sword at Xiling Saint Prince Tianchen and said, “Which eye of yours saw me kill your seventh uncle?”

Xi Ling Tianchen was furious: “You dog, the sword you’re holding is my seventh uncle’s sword, and you still dare to say you didn’t kill him?”

Wang Dun quickly sheathed the sword and said, “Sorry, sorry… I took the wrong one!”

“No seats!” Wang Dun simply admitted, “I killed that damned Seventh Uncle of yours… Damn it, that shameless bastard, relying on his Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation to launch a sneak attack on me first, can’t I kill him?”

“Alright then!” Wang Dun looked arrogantly at Xiling Tianchen and Xiling Ye: “I’ll give you a chance. All five of you come at me together, and we’ll go out for a life-or-death battle!”

“Dare you?”

“If you dare, let’s go right now!”

After Wang Dun finished speaking, he added another sentence.

Xi Lingye took a deep breath and stared at Wang Dun for three full breaths before letting out a cold snort and sitting down with his men: “Don’t be arrogant. After this Golden Feather Gathering, our Xi Ling family will definitely settle accounts with you for the cause and effect!”

Because it was the Xiling family, no one in the main hall dared to discuss it, but everyone was intimidated by Wang Dun’s imposing presence.

Good heavens!

One person challenged five opponents, including three Taiyi Golden Immortals, and the Xiling family still didn’t dare to accept?

Just who is this guy?

“Um…” Wang Dun turned around and saw that Kong Shengji was nowhere to be seen. He was immediately puzzled: “Hey… where is that holy son of the Kong family?”

“Weren’t you going to fight me to the death?”

Let’s go!

“What happened? Where is he?”

Kong Shengji, who was already seated, said, “He Pingsheng, is that right? Don’t be arrogant… I have no grudge against you. Considering how hard you’ve worked in your cultivation, I’ll spare your life. You’d better watch yourself!”

puff……

Wang Dun nearly vomited blood: How shameless!

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