Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 85 The second round of competition

Seeing Ruoming's turnaround of the situation, some disciples who refused to admit defeat also wanted to challenge. They opened their eyes wide and looked for those promoted disciples who seemed to be able to fight in the square.

It's just that the promoted disciples saw Chen Yang's dingy appearance, and all of them learned to be good. They lowered their heads and chatted with the disciples beside them, and didn't even look at the disciples who were not promoted.

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In the first two days, there was a competition between the inner disciples of the five major sects, and the competition among the elite disciples of the outer sects.

Today, it was finally the turn of the inner disciples' second competition, 31 to [-].

Originally, Ning Yan had no interest in coming to the square to watch other disciples compete.After all, he has played a round by himself, and seeing others advance or fail, he can only be envious.

It's just that Ning Zhao and Ye Tianhe are very likely to draw the same lottery today. He really wants to see where the gap between the two is, and also wants to see who wins and who loses in the end.

Venerable Lingyue and the other four masters were still sitting on the high platform. The square was crowded with people and it was even more noisy than before. Many disciples from the outer sect also came to watch the excitement.

Venerable Fu Xi waved his hand, and each of the 31 promoted inner disciples had another wooden stick in front of them.

"The second round is not much different from the previous round. It is still a two-two duel with one bye."

"The disciple who draws the NO.16 wooden lottery will be promoted by a bye."

As soon as she finished speaking, all the disciples stared wide-eyed and grabbed the wooden sticks floating in front of them, eager to see how many numbers they drew and whether they were lucky bye.

"Oh, why is it No. [-]! The first competition...I'm afraid it's going to be cold..." A thin and thin disciple in azure clothes glanced at the wooden stick in his hand, and couldn't help crying out bitterly. stand up.

The disciple beside him who was also wearing sky blue clothes heard this, and said with a groan: "Why are you, I am also the No. [-] wooden stick!"

When he said this, the tense expression on his face relaxed a lot, as if he didn't expect that he would have such a good opponent.

Ning Zhao also took the wooden sign in front of him.

Turn it over, is there another "land"?
Another sixth match.

Ning Yan poked his head over to look at the wooden stick in her hand, "Hey, Ah Zhao, are you number six again?"

As soon as he said this, several disciples in scarlet clothes all turned their heads to look at Ning Zhao.

One of the disciples patted the shoulder of the tall and strong disciple next to him with sympathy, his face was full of gloating, "Hey, Wang Shou, Senior Sister Ning also drew the No. [-] wooden stick."

"You and Senior Sister Ning happened to be in the same field."

Ning Zhao saw the flesh on Wang Shou's white and fat pie face trembling violently.

He opened his mouth, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, his voice trembling slightly, "What a coincidence... Ah, Senior Sister Ning."

Ning Zhao nodded.

Another disciple beside Wang Shou who was also wearing scarlet clothes spoke, and he looked at Ning Zhao with a playful smile, "Senior Sister Ning, please don't let Wang Shou later, he has a solid skin and has been beaten."

"In the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, Ke kept shouting that he wanted to compete with No.1 of the Spirit Sword Sect!"

The fat on Wang Shou's face trembled again, and he quickly opened his mouth to defend himself.

Ning Zhao saw that the blue sky just now became overcast all of a sudden, with a few dark clouds hanging above his head, and it looked like it was going to thunder and rain again.

The weather is not right!

Could it be because of "No.1"?No, Brother Tiandao, this is not what I said, I know that Ye Tianhe is the number one of the Spirit Sword Sect, but don't worry, okay?
Ning Zhao's little head turned rapidly, he shook his head hastily, and said eagerly: "No, no, this junior brother, you are wrong, the No.1 of the Spirit Sword Sect is not me, but Senior Brother Ye!"

The disciple scratched his head and nodded, "That's right, the No. 1 Spirit Sword Sect is Senior Brother Ye."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Zhao felt that the weather suddenly became brighter, and all the dark clouds above his head dispersed, as if the sudden change in the weather just now was just her hallucination.

Ning Zhao: ...

God you are so interesting...

She didn't dare to talk about "Who is the No.1 of the Spirit Sword Sect" or "Who is the best at using swords", so she quickly changed the subject and asked with a chuckle, "Your name is Wang Shou, which one is that? Is your birthday?"

Wang Shou shook his head, the fat on his face trembled again and again.

Ning Yan, who was at the side, frowned slightly, snorted, and asked, "Then...is it the teaching of teaching people how to fish? This name is quite rare."

The corner of Wang Shou's mouth twitched twice, and he shook his head again.

The one who said that Ning Zhao was the No.1 disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect hastily pushed and shoved Wang Shou, "Why are you embarrassed to say that, Wang Shou!"

He turned to look at Ning Zhao, and said, "It's fat and thin."

Ning Zhao and Ning Yan: ...

Well, it's true that the two of them have stereotyped thinking.

It's just that a man with a strong body is actually called "thin". This contrast is really a bit funny.

Wang Shou also felt a little embarrassed, a red cloud suddenly appeared on his white and fat face, his eyes wandered around and he didn't know where to look.

"Senior Sister Ning!"

A crisp voice came from behind Ning Zhao, and Ning Zhao quickly turned his head to see that it was Yin Ziqi.

She bounced up and ran to Ning Zhao, and shook the wooden stick in front of Ning Zhao.

"Hee hee, Senior Sister Ning, I am wooden sign No. [-], and we are connected again!"

Ning Zhao saw that the smile on the face of the disciple who was gloating at Wang Shou just now and wearing scarlet clothes suddenly disappeared.

Wang Shou's round eyes suddenly lit up. He reached out and snatched the wooden stick from the vermilion-clothed disciple, and said loudly, "Hey, He Xu, you are also the No. [-] wooden stick!"

"You have a competition with Junior Sister Yin."

He Smile suddenly disappeared Xu: ...

Sure enough, it's never a good thing to be happy too early.

Ning Zhao is amazing, and so is Yin Ziqi!

Who doesn't know that she is Fu Manlou's name as the Demon King of Hunshi, and besides, although she seldom makes a move, she is at least a direct disciple of Fu Manlou's master Fuxi, so she won't be far behind.

Oh no, based on the first match between her and Ruoming two days ago, it can already be seen that her strength is worthy of the title of "Devil of Confusion".

He Xu just wanted to cry loudly.

He was only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he happened to get a disciple in the early stage of foundation establishment in the first round, so he easily passed the competition.

As a result, they met Yin Ziqi in the second round!

This has to leave with regret?
Among the three disciples wearing vermilion clothes, only the short and thin disciple who first patted Wang Shou on the shoulder had a smile on his face.

He chuckled, winked and said: "Wang Shou and He Xu have long wanted to challenge the big realm, and I would like to thank Senior Sister Ning and Junior Sister Yin for giving them the opportunity."

Wang Shou and He Xu: Thank you, we don't want it.

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

Venerable Fu Xi's majestic voice came from the high platform, and everyone looked up.

This is the beginning of the second round of the sect's inner disciple competition.

　There was a little accident, I haven't had time to code words, I'm sorry QAQ
　　
　
(End of this chapter)