Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 1383 - 234: Conflict, Wan Jianyi’s Invitation
Linyuan Pavilion.
At this moment, the lights were dazzling, and the sound of lively discussions was incessant.
"It seems Lord Jiang disdains to spar with me!" Wan Jianyi mocked himself.
"Good that you know!" Ji Mingyue glanced at Jiang Ning and immediately spoke up.
"Shiqi, stop making trouble!" Ji Mingyuan glared at Ji Mingyue beside Jiang Ning and reprimanded.
"The Seventeenth Princess is indeed straightforward!" Wan Jianyi said, then simply sat down.
He knew that the more he talked with Ji Mingyue, the more he would lose face and even his demeanor.
"Alright!" The Third Prince clapped his hands, and everyone immediately fell silent.
Then he continued, "Linyuan Pavilion is too small, not suitable for the two exceptional geniuses to fully exert themselves. If they get serious, this pavilion with a 500-year history might just turn into a pile of ruins!"
"So it’s completely normal for Lord Jiang to refuse to make a move! Two days from now, at the Martial Arts Examination, Brother Wan will have plenty of opportunities!"
Hearing the Third Prince speak up, easing the atmosphere.
Wan Jianyi nodded immediately, his gaze sharp as he looked at Jiang Ning, "Two days from now, I wonder if Lord Jiang will make the same choice as today?"
"We’ll talk about it in two days!" Jiang Ning swallowed the wine in his mouth and said casually.
"Good, I’ll wait for you for two days!" Wan Jianyi said.
After saying this, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it in one gulp.
As this scene unfolded, the people present became even more excited and started discussing what the outcome would be in two days.
Jiang Ning, on the other hand, continued to focus on devouring the food before him, without the slightest ripple in his heart.
Having reached the Second Grade Grandmaster level, no matter how outstanding Wan Jianyi was, there was still a great realm between them.
The gap between the two could no longer be measured by reason.
And at this moment, the stage below ended in a draw.
Then someone else took the stage.
Jiang Ning only glanced at them briefly and continued devouring the food before him.
Half an hour later.
A maid walked to the Third Prince with a troubled expression and whispered in his ear.
After listening to the maid’s whisper, the Third Prince glanced towards Jiang Ning’s direction, speechless.
Because at this moment, Jiang Ning’s table was piled with fruit cores and beast bones, forming a small mountain, and he saw a palm-sized spirit fish thrown into Jiang Ning’s mouth.
After a couple of rounds inside, what came out was just bare fish bones.
Not a trace of flesh was left on the bones.
"Eats too much!" He patted his forehead, feeling a bit speechless.
To ensure nothing went wrong with the Linyuan Small Gathering, he had prepared the ingredients, spirit fruits, and spiritual wine at three times the usual scale, considering the martial artists’ astounding appetites.
But now, from the maid’s report, he learned that only a few spirit fruits were left, and the demon beast meat was already completely depleted.
The only remaining stock was the spiritual wine buried in the Spirit Crystal Ore Vein for years.
After thinking for a moment, he looked at Ji Minghao, then moved his lips slightly.
The next moment.
Ji Minghao’s right ear twitched slightly, then he looked at his Third Imperial Brother.
After hearing the Third Prince’s sound transmission, he glanced at Jiang Ning, pondering something.
Then, he looked at Ji Mingyue, his lips moving slightly.
Ji Mingyue immediately looked up at his brother, then nodded towards him.
She then leaned over to Jiang Ning’s ear, conveying the wishes of the two princes.
After listening to Ji Mingyue’s relay, Jiang Ning sighed internally, lamenting slightly as he looked at the table with only one plate of spirit fruit left.
Poof!
He spat out the fruit core.
"It’s a pity! Today, I can only take this much," he sighed secretly in his heart, then picked up the wine cup and drank it in one go.
"Comfortable!" He rubbed his belly, as his Qi-Blood surged, his abdomen remained flat.
As for what he ate, it continued to transform into Essence Qi, integrating into his body.
And his body was like a bottomless pit; no matter how much Essence Qi he refined and sank into his body, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to cause any ripples.
Then, he quietly watched the sparring and exchanges below.
Under the encouragement of the Third Prince, every participant on stage would receive a reward of varying value.
Even the cheapest was worth tens of taels of gold, which led to a continuous stream of people volunteering to go on stage.
He watched the sparring on stage while continually drinking wine.
Having eaten almost all the other food, only the spiritual wine still allowed him to enjoy.
After a long while.
"Brother Jiang, how do this year’s martial arts students feel?" Ji Minghao’s voice sounded in his ear.
He slightly turned his head, seeing Ji Minghao raising his cup to him with a smile.
Seeing this, Jiang Ning also raised the wine before him, full to the brim, and clinked glasses with Ji Minghao from afar.
"I don’t have any experience in this area, can’t really tell!" Jiang Ning smiled.
Having come this far, he focused more on himself.
His actual combat experience was quite lacking, making it hard to form any unique insights.
But reaching this point, he felt combat experience was not really important.
Like an adult fighting a child, what combat experience is needed?
With a body that’s indestructible, innately undefeated, what combat experience is needed?
In terms of speed, perception, strength, and reaction, he overwhelmingly surpassed others, what combat experience would be necessary?
In his view, this was what suited him.
At the same time.
Listening to Jiang Ning’s words, Ji Minghao couldn’t help but be moved, holding Jiang Ning in higher regard.
Whether from Jiang Ning’s attitude toward Wan Jianyi earlier or his calm tone now, he heard an intense confidence.
On the other side.
The Third Prince, sitting at the head, also noticed the movements between the two, his gaze subtly falling upon them, followed by a hint of thoughtful contemplation in his eyes.
