Livestreaming the Heaven's Chosen Tea Party, Met with Scorn
Zheng Siqi felt all eyes suddenly turn to him and his group, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
He just came to join in the fun, but he never expected to get caught up in this trouble.
What surprised him even more was that the people of the Central Continent were so arrogant that they looked down on even the people of Southern Barbarians and Northern Plains. He, a cultivator from Eastern Desolation, was probably even less worthy of their attention.
A thought suddenly crossed his mind, and a smile bloomed on his face.
Live streaming is currently very popular within the system, and many people are making a fortune from it.
However, he neither knew how to refine pills nor craft weapons, nor did he have any other skills to do live streaming, so he couldn't find good topics to stream.
But things are different now. Isn't this scene right in front of us perfect, top-notch livestream material?
Such exciting content will definitely earn us a lot of Energy Points.
Thinking of this, Zheng Siqi immediately opened TikTok and started a live stream, even writing the following in the live stream title:
" At the Yuntian Heaven's Chosen Tea Party, the Central Continent prodigies openly discriminated against the prodigies of the Southern Barbarians and the Northern Plains."
As soon as the live stream started, nearly 300,000 people flooded in, and the number continued to rise rapidly over time.
As Zheng Siqi watched the number of viewers rapidly increase, a look of joy instantly spread across his face. He immediately used his Divine Sense to explain the situation to the viewers in the live broadcast room.
Suddenly, Lin Jing's Divine Sense message rang in his ear:
"I never expected that the geniuses of the Central Continent would be so arrogant, looking down on even the geniuses of the Southern Barbarians and the Northern Plains."
Fellow Daoist Zheng, does this scene look somewhat familiar to you?
Upon hearing Lin Jing's teasing words and looking at the scene, a strong sense of familiarity suddenly surged into Zheng Siqi's heart.
In a daze, he seemed to return to decades ago, when he served as the national guardian immortal master of the Jin State Kingdom. Later, due to the advent of the Fairness System, he challenged Liu Yi at the request of the Jin State emperor.
He looked down on Liu Yi from the bottom of his heart simply because Liu Yi was a martial artist, never expecting that he would be defeated by Liu Yi with a single palm strike.
Zheng Siqi gave a wry smile and replied using Divine Sense transmission:
"Fellow Daoist Lin, please don't make fun of me. It was all because I was ignorant back then."
However, on the other hand, I wonder if the people of the Southern Barbarians and Northern Plains have the courage to step forward and whether they can defeat Chen Xingci?
Lin Jing smiled and replied Divine Sense, "I'm not making fun of you, fellow Daoist; I just find this scene quite amusing."
Didn't we underestimate Liu Yi back then, only to be thoroughly humiliated in the end?
I wonder if the people of the Southern Barbarians and Northern Plains today can, like Liu Yi back then, crush the geniuses of the Central Continent under their feet.
Seeing that the three tables of people remained motionless, Chen Xingci's disdain deepened, and he said coldly:
"You Southern Barbarians and Northern Plains ' pride are indeed all cowardly rats!"
"If you don't even dare to step into the ring and fight, you might as well go back to your hometown and stop embarrassing yourself in the Central Continent."
His words immediately drew agreement from the geniuses of the Central Continent, who pointed and whispered about Zheng Siqi's three tables, their eyes filled with disdain.
"The prodigies from the Southern Barbarians and the Northern Plains are too useless; they don't even have the guts to step onto the arena."
"It's normal that they don't dare to, after all, Chen Xingci is the Holy Son of the Wind Sword Sect, and there are very few people present who can defeat him."
"Trash is trash, yet he dares to call himself a prodigy? He's utterly disgracing the word! If it were me, win or lose, I'd definitely go up on stage and fight him."
Xiao Ye was furious. He had seen Chen Xingci display strength in his previous fight, which was almost equal to his own.
I didn't want to engage in a pointless fight, but since the other party has humiliated me like this, if I don't fight back, I'll really become a coward in everyone's eyes.
He immediately leaped onto the arena and shouted, "Xiao Ye of the Southern Barbarian Divine Sect is here! Today I've come to learn from Fellow Daoist Chen's superior skills!"
Chen Xingci glanced sideways at the burly Xiao Ye, his tone contemptuous. "I hope you can last a few more moves, and not be unable to withstand even three of my moves."
"Very well! What an arrogant prodigy from the Central Continent!"
Xiao Ye laughed angrily, "I'd like to see if your skills are as good as your words."
Before he finished speaking, he had already drawn his halberd, and with a flash, he charged towards Chen Xingci like an arrow released from a bow.
Like a martial artist, he wielded his halberd with a sharp whistling sound, thrusting straight forward.
Chen Xingci did not retreat; his hands moved swiftly, forming sword incantations. His flying sword was as fast as lightning and as swift as a falling meteor, crashing fiercely towards Xiao Ye's halberd.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, Xiao Ye was so shocked that he staggered back three steps, his face instantly turning serious.
He then realized with a start that Chen Xingci had not revealed his true strength at all during the earlier match on the stage.
Before he could recover, the flying sword accelerated again, shooting straight at him like a streak of cold light.
Xiao Ye dared not be negligent and immediately gripped his halberd, launching a fierce attack to meet the flying sword.
"Jingle bells!"
The crisp sounds of Law Treasure colliding echoed continuously.
Xiao Ye clearly focused on body refinement, and his fighting style was wild and fierce, but his speed was ultimately a step too slow;
In contrast, Chen Xingci moved with incredible Movement Method, constantly attacking with his flying sword from a distance, targeting Xiao Ye's weakness of insufficient speed, and firmly suppressing him.
In the midst of the fierce battle, the flying sword suddenly accelerated, transforming into a blinding white light, and actually broke through the halberd's block, leaving a bloody gash on Xiao Ye's arm.
Immediately afterwards, the flying sword, like a nimble silver snake, circled around Xiao Ye rapidly, and with a flash of cold light, it added another wound to his arm.
Zheng Siqi looked at the battle on the stage and gently shook his head.
Although Xiao Ye was not weak, he was completely restrained by Chen Xingci.
At that moment, he noticed that the number of viewers in the live stream had exceeded 1.3 billion and was still climbing, with donations appearing from time to time.
His face immediately lit up with joy. It seemed that starting this live stream was the right decision. He glanced at the comments section again:
"The geniuses of the Central Continent are too arrogant and overbearing. It's infuriating. I really want to rush up and beat them up."
"They look down on even the Southern Barbarians and the Northern Plains, so we Eastern Desolation must be in their hierarchy of contempt too! Zheng Siqi, you better step up and go up to the arena to teach him a lesson."
"Exactly! Zheng Siqi, although your strength isn't on the Dao Image Realm Combat Power Rankings, dealing with this kind of person is definitely no problem. Hurry up and go beat him up, let him know his place!"
"Chen Xingci isn't very skilled, but he's quite arrogant. It's a pity Xiao Ye is too slow; it'll be difficult for him to win."
Suddenly, Chen Xingci formed hand seals, performed a sword incantation, and shouted in a low voice, "Wind Slaying Sword!"
A whooshing sound rang out from the arena, and in an instant, Xiao Ye was pierced by the flying sword, falling to the ground and spitting out blood.
Fortunately, he was wearing protective armor; otherwise, he would probably be seriously injured by now.
Chen Xingci looked at Xiao Ye with disdain. "Your strength is barely passable, but unfortunately your speed is too slow."
He might be considered a top-tier prodigy in the Southern Barbarians, but in the Central Continent, he'd be at best a second-rate prodigy, not even a first-rate one.
Xiao Ye's face was full of anger, but after glancing at his injuries, he finally sighed helplessly.
"Fellow Daoist Chen is truly powerful; I concede defeat. I will return to challenge you once I have improved my speed."
After saying that, he leaped off the stage, returned to his seat, quickly took out healing pills, and began to circulate his internal energy to treat his injuries.
Chen Xingci glanced at the tables of Wang Chun, Zheng Siqi, and Lin Jing, his tone arrogant:
"I have already witnessed the skills of the Southern Barbarians prodigy. I wonder if anyone from the Northern Plains dares to step onto the arena and spar with me?"