Chapter 1518 The Battle for the Presidency

"Yeah, I didn't expect to see Miss Xia here."

Song Yan also responded with a smile all over her face. Xia Qian is not an ordinary auctioneer who can appear here, and her surname is Xia, so she should be the daughter of a high-level executive in Daxia Commercial Bank.

The manor is very large, with a large number of guards and beautiful servants.

Song Yan chose a small courtyard with an elegant environment to live in. Xia Qian proposed to take care of him, but Song Yan did not refuse.

The dust-cleaning banquet was arranged in the leading summer building in Dragon Tooth City, which is also the property of the building business.

After entering the box on the highest floor of the Xia Building, Song Yan found that there were already people inside, five men and three women, all of whom had extraordinary auras.

Xia Qian pointed to one of the young masters in white clothes with an arrogance between their brows and said, "Mr. Song, let me introduce you for you. This is Mr. Zhang Bicheng. His elder brother Zhang Chucheng is ranked No. 1 on the Dragon Ranking List." Ninety."

"Hello Mr. Zhang." Song Yan greeted with a smile.

"Yeah!" Zhang Bicheng nodded proudly, but he didn't express anything superfluous.

Seeing this, Xia Qian's eyes turned slightly cold, and he felt a little displeased, but he endured it, pointed to another young master in Tsing Yi, and introduced: "This is Wang Bo, the swordsman in Tsing Yi, and the young master's swordsmanship is extremely high."

"Hello, Prince." Song Yan also greeted with a smile.

"Young Master Song is polite." Wang Bo stood up from his chair and returned the greeting with a gentle smile.

Later, Xia Qian introduced three other men and three women to Song Yan. Generally speaking, they were all outstanding figures of the younger generation. Except for Zhang Bicheng, the others were more polite.

Among them, Yan Ru among the three women is not a warrior, but a cultivator of immortality.

In this world, warriors, immortal cultivators, and gods coexist among human beings.

Among them, the realms of the world of cultivating immortals are divided into four realms: refining essence to transform qi, refining qi to transform gods, refining gods to return to emptiness, and refining emptiness to combine Taoism.

This Yan Ru has reached the mid-stage of refining Qi and transforming into a god, and her strength is comparable to that of a talisman warrior.

In addition, another female Ji Mingyue is a Shinto cultivator.

Shinto is a special cultivation system. They spread beliefs among the people, collect beliefs, and then the gods they worship will give them strength.

The division of Shinto realms is rather vague, because the gods they enshrine are strong or weak, and the strength bestowed is naturally different. They are roughly divided into trainee priests, priests, high priests, earth priests, heavenly priests, holy priests, god priests, and holy priests. , God Attendant, and God Envoy.

According to Xia Qian's introduction, Ji Mingyue's religion enshrines the God of Zhurong, and the God of Zhurong is a relatively powerful god among the gods.

Therefore, Ji Mingyue, who is a priest of the sky, is very close to Yangshen in strength.

The third woman is called Chen Xiang, a martial artist with a late-stage cultivation of Jufu. According to Xia Qian's introduction, she is the second daughter of the Chen family, a big martial arts family.

Moreover, she is only twenty-two years old this year, and in the future, she is eligible to be on the Dragon Rising List.

After introducing each other, Xia Qian said, "Let's take a seat together!"

Everyone got up and went to the dining table.

"Young Master Chu, please go up...!"

It's just that Xia Qian hadn't finished speaking, Zhang Bicheng sat down on the upper seat.

Although the lord seat is also the same seat, it represents honor. Even if Song Yan ranks on the Dragon Rising List, even if it is only the 100th, it is not comparable to those present. Therefore, he is the most qualified to be the lord seat, and he is still The protagonist of this dust-cleaning banquet should be the main one.

But now Zhang Bicheng sat on it, not only slapped Xia Qian in the face, but also a kind of provocation to Song Yan.

Song Yan didn't care about his rude behavior just now for Xia Qian's sake, but now, if he continues to endure it, he will become a joke and be looked down upon after the banquet is over.

However, he didn't attack right away, he just glanced at Xia Qian lightly.

At this moment, Xia Qian was very angry. Daxia Commercial Company wanted to make friends with Chu Fan, so, taking advantage of this dust-cleaning feast, she deliberately invited several young heroes to come. Firstly, to show the sincerity of Daxia Commercial Company, and secondly, It is to help Song Yan expand his network. After all, in the view of Daxia Commercial Bank, Song Yan's rise and decline must be lacking in connections.

Originally, he did not invite Zhang Bicheng, but Zhang Chuang, the second master of the Zhang family who has a cooperative relationship with Daxia Commercial Bank, sent a letter specially, asking him to bring Zhang Bicheng with him.

For Zhang Bicheng, Xia Qian has never been very fond of him. Although his cultivation is not bad, he has the cultivation of the later stage of Jufu, but he is not very good at being a man, and he is far behind Zhang Chucheng.

Moreover, this person has a problem, that is, he feels good about himself. Many people see that he is used to pampering him for the sake of the Zhang family and his elder brother Zhang Chucheng, and they don't want to offend him. Therefore, he has developed the habit of being supercilious.

In his opinion, although Song Yan had killed several Yang Gods, he only relied on formations, and his real ability might not be as good as him, so he felt a bit of disdain for Song Yan in his heart.

Xia Qian held back the anger in her heart and said, "Master Zhang, today's dust-cleaning banquet is organized for Mr. Chu, so Mr. Chu should take the lead."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Bicheng curled his lips disapprovingly: "So that's the case, I'm really sorry, I don't know, but since I sat down, I don't want to move, Chu Fan, why don't you just find a place to sit down?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Song Yan, to see how he would respond.

But Xia Qian was so angry that his face was ashen. If he had known this, he shouldn't have let Zhang Bicheng be a shit-stirring stick. If Chu Fan had misunderstood him, he would have thought that Daxia Trading Company was deliberately embarrassing him. Although Daxia Trading Company was not afraid of him, But it would be best if such a young warrior with outstanding potential could be recruited.

Song Yan glanced at Zhang Bicheng lightly, and said calmly: "Are you stepping aside yourself, or let me drive you away?"

"What did you say?" Zhang Bicheng was very surprised. He didn't expect Song Yan to dare to say such words to him.

"You heard me right, should you go by yourself, or should I drive you away? It's fine if you go by yourself, but if I do it, your face might not look so good?" Song Yan emphasized again.

"Presumptuous!" Zhang Bicheng jumped up against the case, staring at Song Yan with resentment: "You, a guy who was lucky enough to be on the dragon list, what right do you have to disrespect me?"

"So, are you unwilling to leave by yourself?" Song Yan asked again, but his tone was a little more cold.

The few people on the side had a little more expectation in their hearts. They had heard of Song Yan's name, but they had never seen him do it with their own eyes. Although Zhang Bicheng felt better about himself, it was undeniable that his strength was not weaker than the one present. of all people.

"So what?" Zhang Bicheng said coldly.

"good!"

Song Yan snorted lightly, and reached out to grab Zhang Bicheng. This grab seemed normal, but when he reached out, Zhang Bicheng felt that the air around him became extremely thick, making him feel as if he was stuck in a swamp. Feel.

"snort!"

He let out a cold snort, the talisman in his body vibrated, and he broke free from the thick air around him in an instant, then raised his hand and pointed out a finger, piercing Song Yan's palm like lightning.