Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 77 Ye Tianhe VS Chen Yang
Ning Zhao looked left and right, but he didn't see Mo Yiyi, so he looked at Ye Tianhe suspiciously, and asked, "Where is Junior Sister Mo?"

As soon as Ye Tianhe heard the words "Junior Sister Mo", the expression on his face became abnormal.

He opened his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

"Invite the two little friends who got the No. [-] wooden lottery to go to the competition stage to fight."

At this time, Venerable Fu Xi's voice sounded, Ye Tianhe sighed lightly, and only left one sentence, "Master said that Yiyi's cultivation is not enough, so I will participate in the next year."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the competition stage without looking back.

Everyone only saw Ye Tianhe, who was dressed in white clothes as an inner disciple, stood tall and tall, holding a long sword, standing alone on the competition stage, but he didn't see his opponent stepping forward for a long time, everyone was a little puzzled.

"Eh... Senior Brother Ye drew the No. [-] wooden stick, who will compete with him?"

"Who knows, I didn't get the No. [-] wooden lottery, but this person is really unlucky..."

"Hey, when I saw the word 'two' at the bottom, my heart turned cold. Fortunately, there is still a word on the word 'two'. I got the NO.12 wooden stick."

Ye Tianhe ignored the comments of the surrounding crowd, he frowned slightly, raised his eyes to look around, and said loudly: "Where is the fellow daoist who got the No. [-] wooden stick?"

There was still a lot of discussion in the audience, and no one paid any attention to him.

Venerable Fu Xi also frowned slightly.

She waved her hand, and a golden light flew into the crowd and settled on one person's head.

Everyone looked at the figure shrouded in golden light.

The man who cowered and hid in the crowd had a square face with dark skin, two eyes as big as mung beans seemed to be in conflict, and were extremely far apart. Thin and wide lips, full of meanness.

Looking at this face, Ning Zhao felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember who it was.

Ning Yan also looked puzzled, "This is... who is this?"

"Azhao, do you know him? I seem... I don't seem to remember that there is such a person among the inner disciples..."

Ning Zhao followed him and shook his head, hesitantly said: "I always feel that he looks familiar, but I can't remember who he is, and I don't remember where I saw him."

Ning Yan watched the man slowly move towards the competition arena, then suddenly slapped his head and said, "Maybe he's from my junior uncle?"

"I remember that the little master uncle took in seven or eight disciples, and they all looked about the same. It's normal if you can't remember."

Chu Yu, who had been standing quietly by the side, suddenly spoke.

"It is indeed a disciple of Venerable Lingdi."

Ning Zhao looked at Chu Yu and asked softly, "Huh? Do you know him, Junior Brother?"

Chu Yu nodded, and said slowly, "His name is Chen Yang."

Chen Yang?

The name sounds very familiar too.

Ning Zhao's little brain turned rapidly, and finally remembered where he had heard this name.

When he joined the Spirit Sword Sect at the beginning, when he was meditating in the morning class on Qingya Mountain, there was a bad guy who was black and ugly and bullied him.

That bad guy seems to be called Chen Yang!
Chu Yu watched the doubts on Ning Zhao's face gradually dissipate, and understood that she remembered the previous festival.

"Senior sister, don't..." Don't pay too much attention to him.

"Hmph, he deserved to meet Senior Brother Ye!"

The two of them uttered their voices in unison, causing Ning Yan who was on the side to look sideways.

"Hey, Azhao, you two have a good understanding."

[Ding dong!Intimacy +3, the current intimacy is 50, Houhou Ningzhao, come on, come on, if you have another 50 intimacy, you can go home with a grand prize of 1000 million! ]
[Think about it, it took almost five months for the first 50 points of intimacy. Don’t you have a saying that “everything is difficult at the beginning”, then the next 50 points of intimacy will definitely not take five months. ]
[I have seen the dawn of victory~]
Ning Zhao: Are you sure you are not painting a big cake, my treasure?
When Ning Zhao thought about the painstaking efforts she had made in the past three months to increase her intimacy by 5 points, she felt that there was a long way to go.

Don't say that "everything is difficult at the beginning", now she has shown all eighteen martial arts, and I don't know if the cub is tired or what is the matter, this intimacy is extremely difficult.

Ning Zhao sighed silently, and looked at Chu Yu who pursed his lips and stared at the competition stage.

The young man turned his face sideways. From her perspective, he could only see his excellent chin, high nose bridge, and long and curly eyelashes.

Ning Zhao also shifted his gaze to the competition stage.

Ye Tianhe cupped his hands slightly, and gave a peer salute to Chen Yang, "Spirit Sword School Qingyashan Ye Tianhe, please enlighten me."

Chen Yang clasped his fists tremblingly, and seemed to want to perform a peer salute.

It's just that he was too frightened, his already unattractive and swarthy square face wrinkled into a bitter gourd, making it look even uglier.

Chen Yang looked at Ye Tianhe's long sword hanging in his hand, his legs gave way and he was about to collapse on the competition stage.

He prostrated himself on all fours, and gave Ye Tianhe a great gift, "Spirit Sword Sect...Spirit Sword Sect, Spirit Sword Sect Qingyashan...Chen Yang, please...please Senior Brother Ye...give me advice."

When the people around saw this scene, they all laughed, and the air was full of joy.

"Hey, let me tell you, this Chen Yang is really funny, no matter how you say it, you can't lose face."

"If it were me, I would compare myself with Senior Brother Ye frankly, maybe I could gain some experience!"

"You, you can only talk about it, who won't reply when you play lip service?"

"I think if you meet Senior Brother Ye, you may be even more exaggerated than him!"

"Oh, oh, let's guess, how many tricks has this Chen Yang won against Senior Brother Ye?"

"How many tricks? I'm afraid you underestimate our Senior Brother Ye too much. Not to mention two tricks, even one trick, Chen Yang can't stand it!"

Several disciples around began to chatter and discuss. Ning Zhao glanced at Chen Yang who was still trembling, and thought to himself that the disciple who said that Chen Yang couldn't stand a single move had some truth in what he said.

Ye Tianhe pursed his lips, looked at Chen Yang who was still lying on the ground, and said coldly: "Junior Brother Chen, there is no need to show such a great gift."

"Stand up first."

Chen Yang responded, he put down the long sword in his hand, supported the ground with his two arms, and barely got up.

Ye Tianhe put the long sword in his hand back into the storage bag, looked up at Chen Yang who had no momentum in front of him, and said: "Junior Brother Chen, you have only reached the Qi refining stage, and I am already in the Golden Core Stage Dzogchen. It's really unfair for you to compete in martial arts."

"I will suppress my cultivation to the early stage of foundation establishment, without using a spirit sword, and try to make this competition as fair as possible."

"Let's make a move, Junior Brother Chen."

The people in the audience shouted again.

"Senior Brother Ye is really a gentleman, he actually suppressed his cultivation to the early stage of foundation establishment!"

"I have to admire Senior Brother Ye!"

"And Senior Brother Ye doesn't use a spirit sword yet!"

Listening to Ye Tianhe's words, Chen Yang felt like crying but had no tears.

Not to mention the Golden Core Stage, even the Foundation Establishment Stage, he can't beat it!

He only managed to break through to the late stage of Qi refining a few days ago, leapfrogged to the early stage of foundation building, isn't he courting death?Furthermore, although Ye Tianhe has suppressed his cultivation to the early stage of foundation establishment, his actual combat experience is still there, so no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to be the real strength of the early stage of foundation establishment.

With a bitter face, Chen Yang raised his sword and stabbed at Ye Tianhe.

Everyone looked at Ye Tianhe with bated breath, wondering how he would react.

　I’m not feeling well today, I’m not feeling well, I still haven’t finished writing a chapter, I may copy a section first (wait until after midnight to change it), I’m sorry, QAQ
　　
　
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