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What confused everyone was that since they knew his identity, why didn't the cultivators of Lingxue Sect kill him directly? Instead, they had Feng Qingliu use this method to deal with the black-haired youth.

What kind of secrets were hidden behind this? Outsiders didn't know.

"Gambling. Interesting." Jiang Feng's mouth revealed a smile, "Since that's the case, then I will accept it."

"Then come up on stage." Feng Qingliu licked his lips, his eyes blazing with a smile. He wanted to see just how amazing this fellow's cultivation was, that he had reappeared alive again after 8700 years.

That was back then, after all. He wanted to let him see who was in this world now.

"Sure!" Jiang Feng put down his wine cup, under the watch of countless people, he directly flew towards the stage, and when he landed on the stage, he looked down from above with countless of eyes focused on him.

"I'll let you decide." Feng Qingliu magnanimously said.

"Suit yourself." Jiang Feng said indifferently.

"Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony. Using the word 'death' as a proposition, think of a poem or song within a minute and use everyone's vote to determine the victor. Do you have any objections?" Feng Qingliu asked.

"No objections, but I would like to ask you if you have anything else you particularly want to say to your parents?" Jiang Feng asked.

When everyone heard this, they were flabbergasted. What did these words mean? Did that mean that he, Feng Qingliu, was about to die, so he needed to hurry up and leave behind his last words?

"What do you mean?" Feng Qingliu asked coldly, his eyes staring straight at Jiang Feng.

"I was afraid that you would die too early, and that your parents wouldn't even have the chance to listen to your last words." Jiang Feng said considerately.

Courting death!

Feng Qingliu's eyes immediately burned with a strong rage, he hated that he couldn't directly kill Jiang Feng, but he suppressed it anyway, and planned to first win Jiang Feng in name, and then kill him.

"Cut the crap. Since you've agreed to it, let's start quickly!" Feng Qingliu said.

"It's just a mere poem or song. When you suggested the question, I had already thought about it. Think about it slowly. I'm not in a hurry, I can wait for you for a while." Jiang Feng said lightly.

Did this fellow make a mistake?

The entire audience was in an uproar. A minute's time was already extremely demanding. Wanting to use the word 'die' to create elegant poems and songs was simply as difficult as ascending to the heavens!

The reason why Feng Qingliu did this was because he wanted to show off. After all, he was extremely proficient in this aspect. However, the other party had already made up his mind. He didn't even need a minute.

The people present were all dumbstruck. They all felt that this guy would definitely not do that. He was feigning calmness.

Feng Qingliu was so infuriated that he almost vomited blood. He thought that he could show off, but who knew that the other party would directly kill him. This made him extremely infuriated.

However, he tried his best to maintain his composure. Even if the other party was talented and had created a poem or song with just a thought, if he were to create an ancient poem within a minute, he would be able to crush the other party.

A minute passed quickly.

Jiang Feng watched on coldly from the side.

When the time was almost up, Feng Qingliu suddenly revealed a confident smile, "You are definitely going to lose. Say it, what are the poems and songs you created? Read them to everyone so that I can see if you can come up with any amazing poems or poems.

"You take the slowest time. Let me read it first. Where's your face?" Jiang Feng ridiculed.

"You!" Feng Qingliu's face turned green and red. This person's words were too hateful, causing him to think about attacking several times.

"Humph, in that case, I'll go first!"

Finished speaking, Feng Qingliu's expression became calm, and he said in a loud and clear voice: "It doesn't matter if I die or live, life is so bitter!"

After reading up to this point, countless people in the audience began to applaud and cheer loudly.1

"Good poem, good poem, as expected of the top genius of Lingxue Sect, not only is he shockingly talented, he is also very powerful, I never thought that he would be so talented!"

"It doesn't matter if he is dead or alive. He could tell how many people have suffered on the road of cultivation. The latter half of his life has been miserable. That is the best way to achieve perfection!"

"Perfect, too perfect, it will definitely be passed down through the ages!"

Hearing the praises from the countless people below, Feng Qingliu's face revealed a complacent look, provoking Jiang Feng.

"What about yours?" Jiang Feng even suspected that these people were deaf. Was this even considered a poem? Are you sure that it wasn't made up by a three year old child?

In order to praise the Lingxue Sect's genius, this group of people did not even care about their moral integrity.

Jiang Feng shook his head.

Facing Feng Qingliu's question, which was full of satisfaction, Jiang Feng suddenly felt that this so-called genius was probably stupid.

"There is only one line to my poem, now you can die."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Feng directly struck out with his palm, straight towards Feng Qingliu!

What kind of bullsh * t ancient poem convention would send out a challenge for the people from the Lingxue Sect to come here in order to kill them all and intimidate everyone.

Fortunately, in this day and age, he had announced to the world that the person who created his Lingxue Sect back then was only a cruel and merciless snake and scorpion woman who messed around with others.

Jiang Feng originally promised to duel with Feng Qingliu, but it was only to tease the other party.

He didn't expect the other party to declare that he would compete with him, and he thought that he would be incredible. Yet, all he did was hold back his words and make the crowd praise him. How laughable.

It was also time for the Navy Tide Continent to end this preposterous situation. The high and mighty Lingxue Sect, was about to make a move today.

"How dare you!"

Feng Qingliu angrily shouted as his gaze abruptly changed. He didn't think that the other party's poem would only be able to say, "You can die now!"

This fellow had been trying to fool him from the very start. He didn't care about the bet and directly struck out, completely disregarding Qin Wentian, as well as the other participants.

"There's no need to be so bold in killing ants like you." Jiang Feng spat out coldly. His palm surged with killing intent as it tore through the air, as though he was pulling on dried weeds.

Feng Qingliu was astonished, he discovered that the aura exploding from the other party's body made him feel as if he was being suppressed.

"Wind Slash!" Feng Qingliu decisively used the profound mysteries of the wind, using the power of the wind, he turned into a sharp blade and slashed towards Jiang Feng's palm.

Crack! Crack!

Before the wind blade could even touch Jiang Feng's palm, it was shattered by a strong wave of energy. All of the wind energy enveloping Feng Qingliu's body was then immediately shattered.

Bang!

Jiang Feng waved his big hand, with peerless momentum, it directly smashed onto the opponent's body.

"Stop!"

An explosive shout sounded out in the venue. Then, an old man dashed up to the stage at a speed that could shatter space.

It was the Elder of the Lingxue Sect who made his move.

But even if it was the Heavenly Completion Stage, it would be difficult for them to stop Jiang Feng!

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