Chapter 223 asking for money in public
hiss....!
Ye Chen's actions made everyone gasp. Even Yang Dingtian and Chu Xuan'er and others had never expected that Ye Chen would tear off one of the disciple's arms in public. What's nonsense was that Ye Chen had a smile on his face from beginning to end.
"This kid is not simple!" There were long sighs and slap.
"This courage is too strong. He dared to tear off the disciple's arm in front of Cheng Kun's entire Zhengyang Sect."
"I feel that Zhengyang Sect and Hengyue Sect are about to break up, and it is not impossible to start a fight on the spot."
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The disciple of Zhengyang Sect obviously did not expect Ye Chen to be so cruel that he reacted and his screams were very shrill, resounding throughout Zhengyang Sect.
"Ye Chen, you deserve to die." Cheng Kun shouted angrily like thunder, and his powerful aura instantly appeared.
Ye Chen was not afraid, looked at Cheng Kun coldly and said with a smile, "The three major competitions, but before the result was announced, someone came to power, and was considered to be an intervention in the major competition and would be punished. If a third party participates, especially a sneak attack behind the scenes, this is a death sentence. Even if I destroy him on the spot, you will not have the right to punish me for your crime."
"That's it." Old Man Zhuge was the first to respond, and said with a slight slight ear, "Hey, a bloody hole was poked out of the shoulders of a child, and it would be fine if he needed some medical expenses."
"What Zhuge said so much." Unexpectedly, the first person who agreed was Gongsun Zhi, the leader of Qingyun Sect. It would be strange if he could let this opportunity to attack Zhengyang Sect.
"If I want to say that, that's right." The Shangguan family and the Situ family also intervened, and it was obvious that they were standing on Ye Chen's side.
Seeing so many people and so many forces condemn him, even Cheng Kun was almost vomiting blood. He blamed him for thinking things too simply and underestimating Ye Chen, who had rushed down the mountain by Zhengyang Sect.
"I don't have high requirements, I'll finish it if I give some money." Ye Chen clenched his ears, "Or I'll take it back and stew the soup."
As soon as these words were said, the audience was more shocking, and they thought that Ye Chen was so brave that he was so brave that he would ask Zhengyang Sect for ransom. This guy was the first person.
Look at Cheng Kun’s face again! It looks like a facial makeup, and becomes quick to play, and his face is ugly and he wants to kill people.
"Let someone go." After all, he couldn't withstand the pressure from all sides, waved his hand and threw down a storage bag, and smashed it heavily on the battle stage.
Ye Chen waved his hand and sucked in, then glanced inside, and said, "Five thousand spirit stones, the leader of Zhengyang is really generous."
Although there were only 50,000 spirit stones, Ye Chen still let go of the disciple. Money was not as important as he imagined, and he didn't expect Cheng Kun to give him much. His purpose was to slap Zhengyang Sect in the face. He was in a good mood and nothing was wrong.
"Okay!" After stuffing the storage bag into his arms, Ye Chen jumped off the battlefield, and then said in a sarcastic manner, "The life of the disciples of Zhengyang Sect is worth 50,000 spirit stones, it's really... cheap."
As soon as these words were said, too many people in the audience couldn't help laughing, and they thought that Ye Chen's mouth was not ordinary, and they didn't forget to dig it out before leaving. If a war was allowed here, I'm afraid that the people from Zhengyang Sect would come over in a swim, and each person would drown Ye Chen even if he spitted.
"Master, I'm filial to you." Ye Chen had returned to his seat and handed 50,000 spirit stones to Chu Xuan'er.
"You have to be dying!" Chu Xuan'er naturally would not go to take it, but stared at Ye Chen fiercely. She knew that Ye Chen was lawless and was a restless person. Who would have thought that he could do something like this? Although this time, Zhengyang Sect lost all his face, Ye Chen was also destined to be the target of their key attacks.
"It is undeniable that I was a little angry today." Ye Chen coughed dryly, simply put away the spirit stones, and sat peacefully on the chair.
"Kill and kill." On the other side, Cheng Kun and the others had already sat back, their faces were cold and terrible, but the murderous intent in their hearts could not help but overflow, and their murderous intent to Ye Chen could no longer be curbed.
The three sect competitions, which were originally without suspense, would have changed drastically because of a human Yuan realm, causing him to lose face one after another. But this disciple of the human Yuan realm was the one who was driven down the mountain like garbage that day.
What is this? This is naked irony, this is naked retribution.
All the people who watch the four sides can think of this sentence: a disciple with such a high talent was swept out of the house. For a sect, the loss was not an ordinary big deal.
A small episode came quickly, but it was not slow, so the competition still had to continue.
The next match was a duel between the disciples of Zhengyang Sect. Since they were their own disciples, there was naturally no need to fight. Before the duel began, one of them was the first to admit defeat. Han Jun, the third true master of Zhengyang Sect, won the duel without a fight, and became the third disciple to enter the finals after Hua Yun and Ye Chen in the finals.
Then, the highlight is next.
Before Wu Changqing could announce the name of the confrontation person, everyone's eyes gathered towards one person, that is Ji Ningshuang, the body of Xuanling.
She was always in the spotlight from beginning to end, and never spoke from beginning to end. Her expression was indifferent and her beautiful eyes were not at all. She was like a mysterious woman in the Nine Heavens, holy and flawless, as if no trivial matter in the mortal world could make her heart ripples.
However, everyone's faces, including the head Gongsun Zhi, were covered with a layer of haze on the Qingyun Sect.
Until now, this is the most nonsense that their Qingyun disciples have encountered.
Zhou Ao, the first true master of Qingyun Sect, was the opponent he drew was the first true master of Zhengyang Sect, the Xuanling Body Ji Ningshuang.
Everyone present knew that Zhou Ao of Qingyun Sect was at the same level as Hua Yun of Zhengyang Sect. Even Hua Yun could only be ranked second in the nine true teachings of Zhengyang Sect. It can be seen how strong Ji Ningshuang is.
Zhou Ao himself understood very well that even if he faced Hua Yun, he would be unable to win, let alone Ji Ningshuang.
Perhaps, when he knew that the opponent he was drawn was Ji Ningshuang, he had already realized that he was not Ji Ningshuang's opponent at all. As for how big the gap was, he could only know it after he had fought.
"Fuya, you and I bet that you have lost two games. This time, do you think Zhou Ao can hold on for a few rounds." In the void, Donghuang Taixin looked at Fuya with interest again.
"That's it!" Fu Ya stroked his beard, and it was a little difficult to make a decision. "Zhou Ao is Qingyun's first true teaching. He is carrying the innate qi of the Vajra. This defense is not simple. If you really talk about a few rounds, I think it will be difficult to lose within ten rounds."
"Are you marveling Zhou Ao like this or underestimating the Xuanling body?" Dong Huang Taixin smiled casually, and then raised three jade fingers. "Zhou Ao can't hold on for ten rounds, I bet on my position as the Holy Lord of Tianxuan Sect, he can't hold on for three rounds."
Chapter completed!