Chapter 146: Challenged by Someone

"This is the heir of the Ling Duke, Ling Fei."

"This is the heir of the Rong Prince, Yang Huan."

"This is the son of the Minister of Justice, Xue An."

……

Under Jing Yuxing's introduction, Yin Qi recognized the whole circle.

Regarding Yin Qi's identity, everyone was quite curious; they didn't remember the Yin Duke Mansion having such a legitimate son.

But it wasn't easy to ask directly, so they could only wait to investigate after returning.

"Princess Luoyun has arrived!"

Someone whispered, instantly attracting the attention of all the young people.

Yin Qi also turned his head to look at the hall entrance, seeing a young girl dressed in grand attire walking in.

She was tall, her appearance was stunningly beautiful, her eyes were as bright as autumn dew, her temperament was noble and elegant, and she had a rare heroic spirit.

Jing Yuxing whispered from the side: "This is Princess Luoyun of the Shenfeng Kingdom, who has already been adopted as a foster daughter by His Majesty and is currently studying at the Guo Zi Jian. The Shenfeng Kingdom is the largest country overseas and also a staunch ally of our Great Gan. As soon as she arrived in Yujing City, she was revered as a heavenly maiden by countless busybodies, and her suitors are innumerable."

Yin Qi nodded and said: "Indeed a rare beauty."

Jing Yuxing chuckled: "Princess Luoyun has very high standards; ordinary people simply cannot catch her eye, but it would be different if it were Brother Yin. Looking across Yujing City, there is almost no one who can surpass Brother Yin."

Yin Qi also smiled and said: "Brother Jing, you are too kind. In Yujing City, and even the whole world, there are countless hidden talents; I am merely of average talent among them."

Jing Yuxing only thought Yin Qi was being humble and said no more.

He didn't know what he would think when Fang Yuan, that eight-year-old Ghost Immortal, appeared in the future.

With the arrival of Princess Luoyun, the Crown Prince, the He Prince, and the Yu Prince also arrived one after another.

Although the Emperor of Gan had many sons, only these three were qualified to compete for the throne.

……

The sky gradually darkened, and the lanterns were lit.

"His Majesty has arrived!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"All ministers, rise!"

The Emperor of Gan walked with the stride of a dragon and the grace of a tiger; although there was a smile on his face, he could not hide his overbearing aura.

Behind the Emperor of Gan was a cold-looking middle-aged man.

He wore a golden crown and a purple official robe; it was none other than the Wuwen Marquis, Hong Xuanji.

"Emperor of Gan, Hong Xuanji!"

Yin Qi's eyes narrowed slightly; he had finally seen this legendary monarch and minister from the Yang God.

Perhaps sensing his gaze, Hong Xuanji, who had been looking straight ahead, suddenly turned his head and locked eyes with him.

Yin Qi's expression remained unchanged, his smile still gentle and indifferent.

Hong Xuanji frowned slightly, did not linger, and sat in his seat.

With the arrival of the Emperor of Gan, the banquet officially began.

Hundreds of young palace maids, like butterflies dancing, brought in all kinds of delicious food.

The Emperor of Gan said some festive words, and everyone began to eat.

Various programs were also performed in the hall one after another.

There were acrobatics, dances, instrumental solos, and so on.

At the beginning, everyone was in high spirits and could interact with the Emperor of Gan, but soon everyone was eating their own food.

Or whispering to the people around them, laughter ringing out.

As the banquet reached the second half, it was time for the martial arts competition to add to the fun.

This could also be considered the highlight of the night.

If one performed prominently and gained the attention of the Emperor of Gan, one would surely rise to prominence in the future.

Because of this, the younger generation was eager to perform.

Jing Yuxing suddenly leaned over and whispered: "Brother Yin, aren't you going to go up? Today is a rare opportunity."

Yin Qi shook his head and smiled: "Forget it, I don't really like showing off."

Jing Yuxing nodded; he had also seen Yin Qi's personality.

Quite silent and introverted, not liking to show off or socialize.

Just then, a loud voice suddenly rang out: "Brother Yin Qi, I have long admired your name. I would like to learn from you to add to the fun for His Majesty and all the lords. I suppose you won't refuse, right?"

Swish! Swish!

In an instant, Yin Qi felt dozens of gazes cast upon him.

The entire hall seemed to fall silent in an instant.

Only then did Yin Qi look up at the person who spoke; it was a tall, burly, and arrogant-looking young man.

He was wondering who the other party was when he heard Jing Yuxing's whispered reminder: "This person is named Cheng Xianba, the son of the Great General Cheng Dingfang. He has natural divine strength and the cultivation of the Innate Peak. Cheng Dingfang was originally a personal guard of the Cheng Prince, later recommended by the Cheng Prince to join the army, made countless contributions, and was promoted to Great General the year before last."

Hearing Jing Yuxing's introduction, Yin Qi understood.

This person was arranged by Yang Tong.

Yin Qi frowned; he did not want to accept the challenge.

But with the whole hall watching, he could not refuse.

In the end, Yin Qi stood up and nodded: "Good."

Yin Tiancheng was worried and whispered as Yin Qi passed his seat: "Thirteenth, just do your best, don't force yourself."

Both being at the Innate Peak, there was still a gap in combat power.

Cheng Xianba was a famous Innate expert in Yujing City because of his natural divine strength and his practice of horizontal training; even if he encountered a Marrow Refining Grandmaster, he could fight dozens of rounds without being defeated.

He admitted that Yin Qi was very strong and could defeat the eldest, Yin Xuan.

But after all, he was a flower raised in a greenhouse; he didn't think he could defeat Cheng Xianba.

At this time, the hall was also buzzing with discussion.

"Yin Qi? This person is the Yin Duke's son; why haven't I seen him before?"

"Strange, why would this Cheng Xianba take the initiative to challenge Yin Qi? They shouldn't have any intersection."

"Looking at Yin Qi's refined appearance, he looks more like a scholar."

"Hehe, this Yin Qi is either a fool or a formidable character, otherwise how would he dare to accept the challenge!"

……

The Emperor of Gan watched Yin Qi, a smile on his lips, and said to Hong Xuanji not far away: "Xuanji, who do you think will win this martial arts competition between these two?"

Hong Xuanji naturally knew about Yin Qi; it was the Emperor of Gan who told him the situation.

His gaze was like a torch as he looked at Yin Qi and Cheng Xianba, saying indifferently: "Yin Qi will definitely win."

The Emperor of Gan was surprised: "Oh, how so? You also know Cheng Xianba, the commander of the Huben Camp, a fierce general on the battlefield who can rival a Grandmaster when he goes crazy. Although this Yin Qi is quite mysterious and could defeat an Innate Peak martial artist with two punches, he should still be inferior to Cheng Xianba, right?"

Hong Xuanji shook his head slowly: "Your Majesty, if this minister is not mistaken, Yin Qi already has the appearance of returning to simplicity. Therefore, this minister dares to conclude that he should have already stepped into Marrow Refining."

"Marrow Refining!"

The Emperor of Gan's eyes narrowed; he looked at Yin Qi again and nodded slowly: "Not bad. Xuanji, if you hadn't said it, I would have almost misjudged. This child is refined, like a scholar, with no signs of practicing martial arts; this is already returning to simplicity."

When martial arts cultivation reaches the Grandmaster level, it begins to return to simplicity.

But the only ones who can truly generally achieve returning to simplicity are Martial Saints.

However, it was clear that Hong Xuanji did not think Yin Qi had the cultivation of a Martial Saint, only thinking that Yin Qi was exceptionally talented and could return to simplicity at the Grandmaster stage.

As for the Champion Marquis, one every hundred years was enough.

Yang Tong sat behind the Cheng Prince, looking at Yin Qi walking slowly into the hall, a cold sneer appearing on his lips.

Although he didn't know why, the memorial he submitted to the Emperor of Gan had sunk like a stone in the sea.

But Yin Qi, he would never let go easily.

If he could seriously injure the other party, that would be best; even if he couldn't, he had to force out all his strength so that the envoys from all sides could see how talented this Yin Qi was, and that he was very likely the second Champion Marquis.

There was nothing for him to do next; he would just wait to watch the show.

Various countries would never allow another Champion Marquis to appear.

Even domestically, there were many forces that did not want to see a young genius like Yin Qi rise. ===== CHAPTER 147 =====