85: Do you like playing football?

As the banquet began, the entire gathering place instantly became lively.

Su Bai hadn't expected to be so popular; he almost became the center of the entire venue.

These prodigies came to him one by one to converse with him.

However, these people weren't there to congratulate him; instead, they were all there to issue challenges.

"Su Bai, right? I, Hong Qiye, will definitely seek your guidance tomorrow and see just how powerful you truly are."

Hong Qiye, dressed in a red robe, stared at Su Bai, his eyes revealing a strong fighting spirit.

"Alright, alright, no problem, no problem."

Su Bai nodded, emptying the wine in his cup.

He wasn't the only one making bold statements.

Anyway, these people still had to fight each other, and only the victor would be qualified to meet him.

"How lively!"

"No wonder your Meteor Empire's national strength is worse year by year. Drinking and eating meat the day before the arena competition is truly a joke."

"I don't think it will be long before your Meteor Empire is erased from the Five Great Empires."

A contemptuous voice rang out, immediately attracting everyone's attention.

Several figures walked in from the entrance. The young man's eyes revealed a hint of wild arrogance; he didn't put any of them in his eyes at all.

This person was none other than James, whom Su Bai and his group had met in the bar that day, the prodigy from the White Eagle Empire.

This guy really has no brain!

To dare to come here to provoke them at this time, he must either be overly confident in his own strength or believe that no one dares to challenge him.

Sure enough, the next second, someone stood out.

"You stinky thing with golden hair, blue eyes, and a pointed mouth like a monkey, what are you? What we do has nothing to do with you. How dare you point fingers here!"

"Exactly! Go look in a mirror and see what you look like. Don't come out scaring people in broad daylight."

"Even if you don't scare people, if you scare the flowers and plants, that's still your fault."

"Looking like a coal ball pulled out of a cesspit, how dare you shout here?"

"Get home quickly; we don't welcome people like you here."

These guys cursed and swore, showing no mercy to him at all.

When it came to insulting people, the Meteor Empire had never been afraid of anyone.

They could radiate up and down ten generations, including nine clans, with themselves as the radius.

"You, you are simply vulgar! What I said is nothing but the truth."

"It won't be long before your Meteor Empire is removed from the Five Great Empires. This is something even the King of Heaven cannot change."

The golden-haired, blue-eyed man's nose was almost twisted with anger as he pointed at the group in front of him and cursed loudly.

"Then you don't need to worry about it, old man."

"But as for you, why aren't you staying in your White Eagle Empire and running to our Meteor Empire?"

"Are you here to kowtow to your father?"

Hong Qiye walked directly over, his eyes showing a hint of coldness, and he mocked.

"Bullshit! I, of course, am here to participate in the exchange competition."

"I just wanted to see if your Meteor Empire has any particularly outstanding opponents this year, but now it seems there isn't a single one who can fight."

James feigned a sigh, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"Your Highness, I am willing to start an arena match with this guy. Are you willing to grant my wish?"

Hong Qiye didn't waste any time. He cupped his hands towards the distance and said softly.

It was then that Su Bai saw Jiang Lin sitting on the high platform, wearing a python robe and exuding a powerful majesty.

Not bad, not bad. Now he finally looks a bit like a nobleman.

"The exchange meeting is after the grand competition. The time cannot be changed."

Hearing this, Jiang Lin waved his hand, decisively refusing.

"Your Highness."

Hearing this, Hong Qiye's expression changed slightly.

They were being bullied right at their doorstep, and His Highness the Prince didn't give an order.

"Alright, that's enough about this matter. Continue with the meal."

Jiang Lin, fearing these guys would cause more trouble, spoke.

As his voice fell, everyone immediately closed their mouths.

"By the way, do you like playing football?"

Just then, Zhao Feihu suddenly stood up, a playful look on his face.

"What do you mean?"

Looking at Zhao Feihu in front of them, everyone was a little confused.

"Of course, it's playing football."

A dazzling light flashed, enveloping the space in front of them.

A strange purple energy suddenly appeared in his hand, and that purple energy covered James and the others.

Their bodies began to undergo a strange transformation, turning into a large football.

"Despicable and shameless! You actually ambushed us! What do you want to do?"

James cursed, then turned into a brown ball.

"I love playing with balls the most. I just don't know if you guys like it?"

Looking at the several balls in front of him, Zhao Feihu smiled and kicked one of the balls.

"Perfect, I also quite like it. Count me in."

Hong Qiye's face showed a hint of excitement, and he quickly said.

"I'll come too."

"Add me."

"Who doesn't like playing with balls? I loved playing it when I was a child."

Just like that, these guys started playing football, toying with James and his group.

Watching everyone having a lively time, the elders on the stage didn't say anything.

They quietly ate their food, putting on an appearance of having nothing to do with it.

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The time lasted until the end of the banquet, when the seven balls were finally thrown onto the main road.

"Fuck you, despicable Meteor people! How dare they treat this young master like this! I will make them die without a burial place."

After James returned to his original form, he clenched his fists, his eyes revealing a strong murderous intent.

"Lord James, don't be too angry."

"When the exchange competition comes, we will slaughter all the prodigies of the Meteor Empire to avenge today's humiliation."

Looking at James in front of him, a man quickly said.

"Good! Let them see the true capabilities of our White Eagle Empire."

"Do they really think I'm made of mud?"

James clenched his fists, his eyes revealing a hint of murderous intent.

"Then you probably won't have this chance."

A cold voice suddenly rang out. James turned his head and saw a figure in a blood-red robe quietly pass by him.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and seven indistinct figures appeared in the distance.

The heads of these seven figures had disappeared, and the clothes on the leading figure were so familiar.

"Killing you really dirties my hands."

Pojun clapped his hands, and his figure disappeared from where he stood.