Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 84 Ruoming VS Chen Yang
Cui Shan clasped his hands and nodded, and said, "Chengren, Junior Brother Ning."

Ning Yan became even more depressed.

In just one day, he lost twice, and it was still at the hands of the same person.

What a shame!
With his head down, he walked back to Ning Zhao on his own, looking for some comfort, but he saw that Ning Zhao and Chu Yu were talking happily, with a tender look in his eyes that he didn't even have for his own brother.

Ning Yan only felt that at this moment, the sadness in his heart had reached its peak.

However, Yin Ziqi was still making up the knife at the side: "Hee hee, senior brother, I knew it, you will definitely not lose!"

"You practice so hard in drawing talismans, how could you lose to Ning Yan?"

Ning Yan: Destroy the world...

Little monk Ruokong held the Buddhist beads and walked up to Yin Ziqi step by step, "Junior Sister Yin!"

Yin Ziqi looked at him suspiciously.

Ruokong twirled the beads, and raised his eyes to look at Yin Ziqi nervously, for fear that she would refuse, "Junior Sister Yin, can... can I give Junior Sister another chance to challenge?"

Yin Ziqi snorted softly, but it didn't go his way.

"I do not want to!"

The corners of the little monk Ruokong's eyes twitched, and then he shifted his gaze to Chu Yu beside Ning Zhao.

Persimmons should be picked softly, he still understands this truth.

If Ning Zhao and Ruoming are really allowed to compete, it will really "help" Ruoming.

Sensing his gaze, Ning Zhao took a light step forward, stopping Chu Yu behind him.

Ruokong's eyes twitched again.

These one and two, how come they are not on the right track...

He looked around for a week, his eyes fixed on a monk who was born wearing white clothes from the inner disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect.

This person has a square face with dark skin, two eyes as big as mung beans seem to be in conflict, and are extremely far apart, and under the collapsed nose is a thin and wide lip, which is full of meanness meaning.

From the looks of it, at most the Foundation Establishment stage cultivation base.

Holding a wooden stick in his hand, he seemed to be one of the thirty advanced disciples.

Ruokong calmed down, with a harmless smile on his white-faced bun-like face, he walked towards the black Fangzheng disciple, and said softly: "This fellow Taoist, my little sister has really worked so hard to come to the sect competition. It's a pity...it's a pity that she is not strong enough, and she met a strong opponent in the first round."

"Fellow daoist, can you give me a chance to let my little sister compete with you, and fulfill her regret..."

Seeing that disciple Hei Fangzheng had a slightly hesitant look on his face, he hurriedly said: "To tell you the truth, my little girl is only at the initial stage of foundation establishment now... or she will be building the foundation yesterday."

"Fellow Daoist, please give her a chance..."

Ning Zhao naturally heard Ruokong's words, and she inadvertently looked out of the corner of her eye, wondering which disciple was going to be deceived again.

Standing in front of Ruokong...is Chen Yang?
Still the same ugly!
Ning Zhao stopped his thoughts of trying to stop Ruokong, stood aside coldly, crossed his arms, and wanted to see what Chen Yang would answer next.

Chen Yang originally looked at Ruokong's young monk's attire, and he was a little skeptical, but after thinking about it, most of the disciples of Fanyin Temple pay attention to the word "good", even if they make moves, they will only use some light and non-aggressive moves .

Besides, this person's junior sister is about to build the foundation, and he has been building the foundation for half a month, whoever wins and who loses, isn't this already a foregone conclusion?

But...you can't agree to him so easily.

Chen Yang's mind moved slightly, his eyes rolled twice, and his face was full of embarrassment, "Daoist friend, you are right, it's just..."

Ruokong hastily continued, "Just what?"

"It's just..." It's just that you don't even know how to get some benefits from begging?

Chen Yang stretched out his left hand, rubbed his index finger and thumb together, and indicated to Ruokong what was behind the "just".

Ruokong understood it at a glance. He suppressed the look of contempt in his eyes, took out two low-grade spirit stones from the storage bag, and stuffed them into Chen Yang's hands with a painful expression on his face, "Fellow Daoist, these two spirit stones Shi, you take it."

Chen Yang looked at the two spirit stones with thin spiritual power in his hands, and couldn't help but glared at Ruokong viciously.

Is this sending beggars?
Or is it that Fanyin Temple is so poor, two low-grade spirit stones are considered big treasures?

But judging by the way the little monk looked, he must be a poor ghost. Maybe, he saved these two low-level spirit stones from the gap between his teeth!

Chen Yang stuffed the two inferior spirit stones into his storage bag, and forced a smile at Ruokong.

"Fellow Daoist, you and I hit it off so well, I want to help...just..."

He stopped talking when he said "just", causing Ruokong to silently roll his eyes.

Ruokong thought to himself, this guy really has a big appetite, two low-grade spirit stones are not enough!
I don't even think about it carefully, how rare this spirit stone is for Fanyin Temple, where they have very few births.

Though thinking this way, Ruokong still took out a low-grade spirit stone from the storage bag, and stuffed it towards Chen Yang with heartache.

"Ah, ah, how can you be so embarrassing? Fellow Daoist, you are too polite!"

While Chen Yang stretched out his hand pretending to evade, he quickly took what was in his hand.

"Of course, fellow daoist, you are too polite."

"Isn't it just a competition, do you need me to let your little sister?"

Ruokong sneered in his heart, let Ruoming?I think it's because you need to be let go by Ruoming, otherwise...it's not good to lose too badly.

He didn't show any expression on his face, he just looked at Chen Yang in surprise, "In that case, please trouble fellow Taoist to stand on the competition stage first, and I'll call my little sister over."

A few rounds have just been played on the martial arts arena, and it is now empty.

Ning Zhao saw Chen Yang rushing towards the competition stage in a desperate manner.

Ruokong hurriedly called Ruoming over.

With his head held high, Chen Yang smiled, with two rows of white teeth showing on his dark face, looking like a proud big rooster.

"Fanyin Temple disciple Ruoming, please enlighten me!"

A gray figure landed on the competition stage, Chen Yang originally thought she was a little nun who looked fair and clean.

But these words she said forced Chen Yang to overthrow his previous thoughts.

Ruo Ming, an inner disciple of Fanyin Temple, will build the foundation yesterday?

Who believes it!
It's just that he has already stood on the competition stage, and now he has to fight if he doesn't fight.Flying down the martial arts stage in a dejected manner, I am afraid that other disciples will laugh at him for a whole year.

Thinking this way, Chen Yang also cupped his hands to Ruoming in a dignified manner, grinning his teeth and said loudly: "Chen Yang, a disciple of Qingya Mountain of the Spirit Sword Sect, please enlighten me!"

As soon as he said this, he saw the figure of Ruoming, who was still harmless to humans and animals just now, flickering, and a series of obscure spells spit out from her mouth.

"A ba ba ba ba ba ba..."

Chen Yang felt as if he had entered another world. He was trapped in a cage, surrounded by seven or eight Vajra Arhats sitting cross-legged, each of them knocking on the wooden fish and chanting spells constantly.

Chen Yang's mind was buzzing, and as soon as his steps softened, he was about to spread out on the ground.

Ruo Ming took a few steps forward, took off the Buddhist bead bracelet on his wrist, and threw it forward.

The bracelet suddenly became bigger and bigger, binding Chen Yang inside.

However, Chen Yang seemed to be hypnotized, unable to perceive the behavior of the outside world at all.His abdomen moved slightly with his breathing, and it took him a while to wake up suddenly, and he screamed, "What?"

Feng Xiaodie coughed lightly, and said: "In this competition, Fanyin Temple disciple Ruo Ming wins and advances."

　Sorry guys, I was too fishy today, so I wrote a chapter of QAQ
　　
　
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