Chapter 1978: Get Down!
Qin Chen glanced at the Jingyue Emperor, then looked at Qee Ting.
What were they thinking?
Were these two putting on a play for him?
"Fight!"
Someone shouted.
The young men and women present all started shouting.
It’s absolutely true that youth can be foolish.
They all have a kind of fearless mentality, afraid of nothing.
But the elder civil and military ministers had sullen faces.
They fear not Qin Chen or Lin Songyun, but the Saber Saint Cliff behind Qin Chen and Lin Songyun.
They were thinking a lot.
If Qin Chen and Lin Songyun return to Saber Saint Cliff and smear their name a bit in front of Saber Saint Cliff, then they will be doomed eternally.
But the emotions of the young men and women present were too intense.
It was completely uncontrollable for a moment.
The Jingyue Emperor looked very grim, he even glanced secretly at Qin Chen.
Qin Chen calmly said, "We are here to help the Jingyue Dynasty solve problems, not to compete. We have no interest and do not want to damage the friendship between the Saber Saint Cliff and Jingyue Dynasty."
He truly was too lazy to act.
Because, to him, Qee Ting was really too weak.
Just like an ant provoking an elephant, would the elephant even bother with this ant?
"Yes, yes, yes."
The Jingyue Emperor nodded repeatedly.
He glared at Qee Ting, "Ting’er, go and receive your punishment yourself. Do not let me see you for a month."
Qee Ting felt uncomfortable inside.
"As you yourself said, you are here to solve problems for our Jingyue Dynasty, but you can’t even solve me, how can you solve the issues for the hundreds of millions of people in our Jingyue Dynasty?"
"Or is it true that Saber Saint Cliff has been declining in recent years?"
"Our Jingyue Dynasty pays so many resources to your Saber Saint Cliff every year, if Saber Saint Cliff treats our Jingyue Dynasty this lightly, are they taking our hundreds of millions of people for fools?"
Qee Ting flared up, pouring out all the words from his heart.
All eyes were on Qin Chen and Lin Songyun.
Indeed, Qee Ting’s words were quite provocative.
Qin Chen’s gaze fell on Qee Ting.
Honestly, he did not expect Qee Ting to take this matter up to the level of Saber Saint Cliff.
Even in his words intentionally belittling Saber Saint Cliff.
Although Qin Chen hadn’t been with Saber Saint Cliff for long, he felt a sense of sect honor towards Saber Saint Cliff, especially its Ninth Palace.
As a disciple of Saber Saint Cliff, how can outsiders be allowed to belittle Saber Saint Cliff?
Moreover, especially by such a bottom-of-the-well type.
Qin Chen motioned to Qee Ting with a finger.
Qee Ting instantly understood.
There was a strong desire in his heart to prove himself.
Finally willing to accept the challenge?
He mistook Qin Chen’s contempt as a form of cowardice, which made him feel very confident internally.
Plus he was willing to go all out at this moment; facing a disciple of Saber Saint Cliff, this might be his chance to gain fame from one battle.
"If I win this battle, my name Qee Ting will surely rise."
"What top-tier force is Saber Saint Cliff, it’s merely a joke."
"I want to use this battle to prove that my father’s thoughts are very wrong, Saber Saint Cliff is not worth our Jingyue Dynasty’s treatment, our Jingyue Dynasty is also far from being as weak as they perceive."
Qee Ting thought to himself.
Throughout history, there have been countless unknown individuals who gain fame from battle against an extraordinarily strong existence.
Everyone wants fame from one battle.
Qee Ting wants it even more.
He has great ambition, not focused only on Jingyue Dynasty.
And now, he wants to use this battle to prove himself.
To establish himself in Qian State, as the first step in becoming a pride of Jingyue Dynasty.
"Second Prince, go for it."
"Give him hell."
"I just think his strength is definitely inferior to the Second Prince’s. Tsk tsk, a Saber Saint Cliff disciple, if the Second Prince wins, imagine how grim Saber Saint Cliff’s face will be?"
...
The young disciples were fired up.
They were heavily anticipating this battle.
Qee Ting suddenly said, "My name is Qee Ting, I am twenty-nine years old. How old are you?"
His words were meant to show off his talent.
Twenty-nine years old, Ninth Layer of Tongtian Realm; this was historically notable in Jingyue Dynasty.
"Qin Chen, twenty-two years old."
Qin Chen replied indifferently.
A stone tossed into a thousand waves!
Qee Ting’s face became stiff.
Everyone was taken aback.
Only twenty-two years old?
Twenty-two years old and able to join Saber Saint Cliff?
Is it that Saber Saint Cliff has truly declined, or is this person’s talent extraordinary?
"And your strength?"
Qee Ting asked again.
Because Qin Chen’s Physical Body Cultivation had already reached the Tribulation Transformation Realm; even though Qin Chen’s Martial Arts Cultivation was weaker than Qee Ting’s, Qee Ting couldn’t see through Qin Chen’s cultivation because of his physical body.
"Martial Arts Cultivation, Tongtian Realm Fifth Layers."
Qin Chen spoke truthfully.
What!
This news was absolutely more startling than Qin Chen’s age.
Qee Ting laughed.
He even glanced at the Jingyue Emperor.
That gaze seemed to say, Father, did you see?
The person you respect so much is only in the Fifth Layers of Tongtian Realm.
With such cultivation, forget about him, there are countless people in Jingyue Dynasty surpassing him.
"Is this a disciple of Saber Saint Cliff?"
"Wow, what an eye-opener, isn’t Saber Saint Cliff supposed to be the top-tier force in Qian State? How has it fallen to this state?"
"I think what Qee Ting said is absolutely correct, Saber Saint Cliff really does not deserve our Jingyue Dynasty’s treatment; thinking I was bowing to him just now, I’m furious, what qualification does he have?"
"At this level, I’m afraid almost fifty people in Jingyue Dynasty can join Saber Saint Cliff."
"Thanks to Qee Ting, otherwise we wouldn’t even know to what extent Saber Saint Cliff has fallen now."
...
A flood of mockery and questioning voices, like sea waves, threatened to drown Qin Chen.
But Qin Chen remained unchanged.
As if all the discussions around him had nothing to do with him.
The Jingyue Emperor and the Jingyue Empress Dowager exchanged a glance, both with furrowed brows.
Did Saber Saint Cliff really send such a weak disciple to help their Jingyue Dynasty?
Could this be a joke?
Qee Ting looked at Qin Chen, the voices around him made his heart feel even more confident.
He sneered, "I’m giving you a chance to admit defeat now so that later when I hit hard, maybe you’ll only be able to return to Saber Saint Cliff lying down."
Qin Chen frowned, "Stop wasting time, just come."
He didn’t want to waste too much time with Qee Ting.
"Second Prince, knock him down, such strength dares to flaunt in our Jingyue Dynasty, make him pay the price."
Someone whispered in Qee Ting’s ear.
Qee Ting wore a smile, a mocking smile.
He walked step by step towards Qin Chen, saw Qin Chen still seated in a high position, and his face turned cold, he directly attacked.
"That is not a seat you can occupy, fall down!"