Faced with Zhen Pingfan's urgent inquiry, Duan Lingtian pondered for a moment before slowly speaking, "If he doesn't have any hidden tricks... I'm sure."
"Even if he really hides some tricks, as long as it's not particularly exaggerated, so exaggerated that we can't even imagine it... no matter how bad it is, the fight can still be a draw."
"Elder Zhen, please tell Elder Yunfeng."
After hearing Duan Lingtian's last words, Zhen Pingfan, who was in the nearby mansion, suddenly brightened up, and then responded with an excited tone, "Okay!"
Originally, after learning about Wan Qihong's strength, he no longer had high hopes.
But he didn't expect that after he told Duan Lingtian in detail about the approximate combat power he had gained after becoming the upper-level God Emperor for a hundred years, and now that he had heard about Wan Qihong's current strength, Duan Lingtian would still reply like this.
Duan Lingtian was just short of saying 'confident' to him.
At this moment, he was thinking silently...
Duan Lingtian, I hope you didn’t trick me.
I believe you once.
If we lose, my old man will probably skin me even if he doesn't kill me!
never mind.
If it really doesn't work, I'll take you with me when the time comes... Isn't this loyal enough? Otherwise, if I run away, the old man will have nowhere to vent his anger, and he might vent his anger to you.
Taking a deep breath, Zhen Pingfan sent a message back to Chunyang Zong Yunfeng.
After Zhen Yunfeng received the summons from Zhen Pingfan, his first words were, "Are you crazy?"
"Let Duan Lingtian and Wan Qihong fight against each other and bet on a high-grade half-soul artifact? Are you sure there is nothing wrong with your mind?"
"One more thing, do you believe I broke your legs?"
Zhen Yunfeng was really angry.
You said that if Duan Lingtian and the three boys from Seven Kills Valley bet against the high-grade half-soul artifact, that would be it. The winning rate is basically 100%...
But now, his son seems to be obsessed with gambling and wants Duan Lingtian to compete with Wan Qihong from the Wanqi family for a high-grade half-soul artifact!
Are you my son, or Wan Qijue's son?
So rushing to give my half-soul high-grade artifact to that old boy Wan Qijue?
"Father, listen to me..."
Zhen Pingfan was a little helpless. He thought it was normal for his father to react like this, "People from the Seven Kills Valley are not fools...people from the Wanqi family are not fools either."
"You should know this."
"Seven Kills Valley is unwilling to gamble because they are not sure."
"But the Wanqi family, do you think they are unsure?"
"Furthermore, with Wan Qi Jue's temper, do you think he would refuse this bet if I deliberately provoked him?"
Hearing Zhen Pingfan's words, Zhen Yunfeng sneered, "Of course he won't refuse. If I were him, someone would rush to give me a high-grade half-soul artifact, why should I refuse?"
Zhen Yunfeng suddenly felt that he had doted on his son too much in the past?
If he hadn't confirmed that this son was his own, he would have doubted whether his son was the illegitimate son of someone from the Wanqi family!
Is there anyone doing this?
Your father and I only have one high-grade half-soul artifact!
"Father."
Zhen Pingfan smiled bitterly, "The situation you mentioned is the situation where Duan Lingtian loses."
"But haven't you ever thought about what would happen if Duan Lingtian wins?"
As soon as Zhen Pingfan said this, Zhen Yunfeng was silent for a while, and then he uttered three words in a leisurely manner, "Impossible!"
Duan Lingtian has entered the realm of the middle-level God Emperor, and he knows this.
If Duan Lingtian consolidates the cultivation of the mid-level God Emperor, he believes that Duan Lingtian is expected to defeat the average high-level God Emperor.
But the problem is:
It has only been two years since Duan Lingtian broke through to the intermediate level of the God Emperor. In two years, his cultivation has probably just begun to consolidate.
No matter how talented Duan Lingtian is, it may not be possible to completely consolidate the mid-level God-Emperor cultivation level in just a few decades, not even ten years.
"Yes, even you, father, think it's impossible. Then the people of Wanqijue and Wanqi family will definitely think it's impossible... In this case, how can they resist the temptation of a high-grade half-soul artifact?"
This time, Zhen Pingfan didn't give his father a chance to speak. He told all his gains in the past few days, "In the past few days, I have basically mastered the situation of Wan Qihong."
"And just now, Duan Lingtian also gave me a response... He said that if Wan Qihong didn't hide his strength, he would be sure to defeat him."
"In addition, even if Wan Qihong hides his strength, as long as the hidden strength is not too exaggerated, he is sure to fight to a draw with Wan Qihong."
"Father, if you can't trust me, why can't you trust Duan Lingtian? You told me before that although Duan Lingtian is young, he is more stable than me."
"Now, you don't want to deny what you said before, do you?"
Zhen Pingfan said.
"Duan Lingzhen said that?"
Zhen Yunfeng was silent for a while before he asked.
Although he didn't get along with Duan Lingtian very often, he could tell that he was definitely not a random person. With Duan Lingtian's character, he should not act recklessly.
"yes."
Zhen Pingfan said very definitely: "How about I go back now and help you exchange soul beads so that you can contact me yourself?"
"That's not necessary."
Zhen Yunfeng was silent for a while and said: "Tell me what you know about Wan Qihong's situation, and I will learn more about it... As for Duan Lingtian, you can also ask about his situation, so that I can be a good example. Compared."
"If the risk is not high, it doesn't hurt to take a gamble."
At this moment, Zhen Yunfeng was obviously moved, but he still wanted to confirm it himself.
No matter what, it is also related to the ownership of the high-grade half-soul artifact in his hand.
His high-grade artifact took many years to give birth to a half-soul...
If you want to give birth to such a high-grade artifact, it will be difficult to reach the sky.
Perhaps, before giving birth to such a high-grade half-soul artifact, he would not be able to survive the thousand-year catastrophe that would follow, and he would die.
"good."
Zhen Pingfan was aware of his father's caution, so he kept silent after hearing the words. He told his luck about his investigation, and then asked Duan Lingtian about the situation on Duan Lingtian's side.
When he heard about Duan Lingtian's situation, Zhen Pingfan's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he took a breath of air and said, "You kid, no wonder you are confident."
"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it..."
…
In the blink of an eye, it has been half a month since Duan Lingtian and his party arrived in the Seven Kills Valley.
On this day, Yu Changlian, the elder of Qisha Valley, once again came to the sky above the valley where Duan Lingtian and other Chunyang sect members were, preparing to lead a group of Chunyang sect members to the trading conference.
The trading conference will last for three days.
Three days is actually not a long time, but it is enough for the five top god-emperor-level forces in Dongling Mansion to complete some transactions.
This time, people from all the major forces brought a lot of things with them, ready to sell or exchange for other things they needed.
"Elder Zhen, Elder Ye, let's go there."
After Zhen Pingfan took everyone from the Chunyang Sect, including Duan Lingtian, up into the air, Yu Changlian smiled and greeted everyone. This time Yu Changlian came alone, without his disciple Daowei.
At the same time, Duan Lingtian saw that Yu Changlian's gaze suddenly shifted to the sky in the distance, over another valley.
There, there was also an elder from the Seven Kills Valley, leading a group of people to prepare to set off.
"Elder Zhen, Elder Ye, and the people from the Wanqi family are also going over... How about we go over and say hello to them, and then go there together?"
Yu Changlian smiled and asked Zhen Pingfan and the Tibetan elder Jingxu for their opinions.
"good."
When Zhen Pingfan heard this, he looked at Yu Changlian meaningfully, and then took everyone from the Chunyang Sect, led by Yu Changlian, to meet up with the people from the Wanqi family.
This time, nearly a hundred people came from Chunyang Sect.
As for the Wanqi family, nearly a hundred people came in large numbers.
However, after seeing Duan Lingtian and his group approaching, the group of people on the opposite side who had just started stopped when the leader of the Seven Kills Valley Elder stopped.
"Elder Wanqi."
After Yu Changlian took the initiative to say hello to the burly old man headed by the Wanqi family, Zhen Pingfan also said hello to him, "Uncle Wanqi, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still as charming as ever."
The burly old man, wearing a loose dark golden robe, with a resolute and majestic face, took the initiative to greet Yu Changlian and Zhen Pingfan, but only glanced at Yu Changlian, and then looked at Zhen Pingfan, with a stiff and resolute expression. A faint smile appeared on Zhang's face, "It turns out to be Senior Nephew Zhen Pingfan."
"This time, is the Chunyang Sect's nephew Zhen Pingfan leading the team?"
The burly old man is the golden throne elder of the Wanqi family, Wanqi Jue.
"Wan Qi Jue."
Now, Duan Lingtian stood in the crowd, looking at Wan Qijue with a flash of pity.
Is this the person who has been hated by Elder Yu Changlian for more than 30,000 years?
"yes."
Zhen Pingfan responded with a smile. At the same time, when he looked at the young man in silver robe walking behind Wan Qijue and several other old people, his eyes suddenly lit up. "This person, I think, is your genius great-great-grandson, Uncle Wan Qijue." Alright?"
The young man in silver robe, with a stern and handsome face and a cold temperament, faced Zhen Pingfan's glance and was also staring at Zhen Pingfan.
"Hong'er, this is your Master Uncle Zhen, the first person under the middle god emperor of Chunyang Sect."
Wan Qijue spoke. Although he didn't turn his head, he was obviously talking to the young man.
When the young man heard this, a faint arc appeared on his stern face, and he slightly cupped his hands and said, "Wan Qihong, I have met Master Uncle Zhen."
"good."
Zhen Pingfan nodded, then said with a smile: "He is indeed a talented person."
"but……"
"Compared to Duan Lingtian of our Chunyang Sect, he is still a little behind."
No one expected that Zhen Pingfan would suddenly say the following words. The words were abrupt and obviously not at the right time, making everyone present except Duan Lingtian and Yu Changlian stunned.
"Zhen Pingfan, what do you mean by this?!"
Just as Wan Qihong's expression changed, the faint smile on Wan Qijue's face disappeared instantly. When he looked at Zhen Pingfan again, anger rose in his eyes.
