Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 81: Spirit Sword Sect Xiaozhufeng Chu Yu wins

Venerable Xuanhe shook his head, "Verun Linghui is still reliable!"

Venerable Fu Xi also quickly echoed: "That's right, after all..." She turned around, her gaze stayed on Venerable Lingyue for a moment, and then said: "After all... Spirit Sword Sect is only in charge of Venerable Linghui."

Venerable Lingyue sitting on the high platform: ...Thank you, you don't have to say such things in front of me, hahaha.

Venerable Lingdi, who was looking for snacks in the small kitchen, sneezed, rubbed his nose, and asked suspiciously, "Could it be that someone is scolding me?"

"Forget it, forget it, maybe those little brats haven't tried other disciples..."

As he spoke, he picked up a big round steamed bun with white flowers and stuffed it into his mouth.

……

The dark clouds gradually drifted away, and the competition platform was repaired, so the competition would naturally continue.

Venerable Fu Xi's eyes fell on Yin Ziqi, and he said loudly: "Please invite the two young friends who have obtained the No. [-] wooden lottery to go to the competition stage to fight."

Yin Ziqi snorted, blinked at Ning Zhao, and ran up to the competition stage.

Ruoming followed behind her with his head down, and also walked onto the competition stage.

Yin Ziqi looked at Ruoming who was standing opposite her, she lowered her head, looking very nervous.

Yin Ziqi snorted softly, and said confidently, "Junior Sister Ruoming, you can't beat me."

Hearing this, Ruoming suddenly raised his head that had been hanging down, and stared at Yin Ziqi with big eyes, her voice was a bit sharp, "How do you know!"

Not to be outdone, Yin Ziqi stared back.

Hmph, are you trying to make someone's eyes bigger?

"intuition."

Ruoming's emotions seemed to be out of control, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, and slapped his forehead hard twice.

"Yin...Ziqi, you...underestimate...who is it?"

"Who...who doesn't know...who doesn't know that you Fu Manlou...Yin Ziqi...is an embroidered pillow..."

"Zhong...zhong..." Appearance is not useful.

Yin Ziqi's brows twitched violently.

Listening to Ruoming's speaking speed, the little annoyance in her heart was like weeds being ignited by fire. It became more and more intense, and she was so annoying!
She was too lazy to talk nonsense with Ruoming, and listened to her stammering and arguing online.

Yin Ziqi raised her eyebrows, arched her hands slightly, without even bending her waist, and made an extremely perfunctory peer salute: "Yin Ziqi, disciple of Fu Manlou, please enlighten me."

Ruoming also hurriedly bowed his hands, "Fanyin... Temple..."

The little nun's hat she was wearing suddenly fell off and hit Yin Ziqi in front of her.

Ruoming hurriedly picked up the little nun's hat, put it on his own head, took another deep breath, and performed a non-standard peer salute.

"Fanyin... Temple... Disciple of Fanyin Temple... Disciple... Disciple Ruo Ming, please enlighten me!"

Yin Ziqi was not polite to her either, as soon as Ruoming finished speaking, she took out the talisman paper she had prepared for a long time from the storage bag, and slapped Ruoming all over as if she didn't want a spirit stone.

Poor Ruoming, before he could react, he was already standing outside the competition arena.

Yin Ziqi stood on the competition stage and smiled: "Junior Sister Ruoming, accept it."

Ruoming was about to go forward to argue about something, but was held back by Ruokong.

Feng Xiaodie's voice resounded, "In the seventh competition, Fu Manlou and Yin Ziqi won."

Yin Ziqi happily flew back to Ning Zhao's side, winking for a while.

"Senior Sister Ning, Senior Sister Ning, am I handsome?"

"This is what I learned from your books. It is really useful to win by surprise!"

The people who should be watching have almost finished the competition, and the next competition is still nothing to watch.

Ning Zhao covered his mouth with a lack of interest and yawned.

This sect competition is really boring, and there are no new tricks.

Either you hit me, or I hit you.

It's okay to watch one or two matches, but watching more than 20 matches in the past two days is simply killing people!
Ning Zhao shook his head. The only interesting thing in those competitions just now was the confrontation between two early stage foundation establishments. One disciple performed an online performance of breaking a boulder in his chest, and the other showed how to transform spiritual power into a barrier to resist the boulder.

"Invite the two friends who got the NO.30 wooden sign to go to the competition stage to fight."

Venerable Fu Xi's voice sounded, and someone jumped onto the competition stage first.

Ning Zhao looked up at Chu Yu who looked calm, then reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry about Junior Brother, I will definitely win!"

Chu Yu nodded and looked at Ning Zhao with complicated eyes, as if she wanted to say something.

But was interrupted.

Yin Ziqi suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, isn't this Wu Ming?"

"He is fighting on the same stage with Junior Brother Chu?"

Ning Yan, the captain of the Gossip Squad, quickly widened his eyes and stared at Yin Ziqi without moving, "Hey, Junior Sister Yin, what is the origin of this Wu Ming?"

Yin Ziqi thought for a moment and said, "Wu Ming is our inner disciple of Fu Manlou."

"He is an earth-level spiritual root, and his aptitude is not bad, but he is very lazy. He doesn't even go to morning class, and he spends all day fishing and playing."

"So he has been in the late stage of Foundation Establishment for nearly ten years."

Seeing that Ning Zhao also looked over curiously, Yin Ziqi coughed lightly and said, "So, we can't be like him, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days!"

Ning Zhao nodded, and asked softly: "So... how is his strength?" Is he really as strong as in the late foundation establishment stage?

Yin Ziqi glanced at Ning Zhao in surprise, and said honestly, "Of course—"

"Of course not."

"Their Wu family is quite well-known among casual cultivators. He was able to reach the late stage of foundation establishment step by step without the support of the Wu family's patriarch for ten years of spiritual stones and elixir." Because he relied entirely on the elixirs, he couldn't imagine what else he could do without the elixirs.

Seeing that Ning Zhao was silent for a moment, she didn't say anything. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "He only has such a small cultivation after taking so many pills. Senior Sister Ning doesn't have to worry, and she doesn't have to worry about Junior Brother Chu."

"Anyway, he's nothing special."

Ning Zhao raised the corners of his lips and nodded to Yin Ziqi, expressing that he knew.

From this point of view, the cub will win this competition.

On the competition stage, Chu Yu cupped his hands towards Wu Ming, and said softly, "Chu Yu from Xiaozhu Peak of the Spirit Sword Sect, please enlighten me."

Wu Ming also hurriedly cupped his hands in return, "Disciple Wu Ming of Fu Manlou, please enlighten me."

Wu Ming took the lead. He took out a large handful of talisman papers from his storage bag, and threw them towards Chu Yu like he didn't want a spirit stone.

Chu Yu didn't seem to be moving, but in fact, his body moved slightly, and he lifted Qiankun like cutting watermelon, and cut all these talisman papers into pieces.

Then the two began to repeat, you throw me cut, you throw me cut...

Ning Zhao originally thought that the two would fight for a while, but he didn't expect that the competition between the two would come to an end in less than a minute.

It turned out that Wu Ming was really an idiot, he only knew how to throw talisman papers, and after throwing away the talisman papers, he had no choice but to stand obediently and be beaten by Chu Yu.

Wu Ming didn't want to be beaten either, so as soon as he finished throwing the talisman paper, he jumped off the competition platform, which was an indirect surrender.

Feng Xiaodie glanced at Chu Yu, and said loudly, "No. 30 rounds, Chu Yu from Xiaozhu Peak of the Spirit Sword School wins."

Suddenly a majestic voice sounded, "Wait!"

　It will be changed after zero o'clock. If you are full, you can watch it tomorrow morning
　　
　
(End of this chapter)