When the match between Ji Yong and Kong Wen ended, the entire stadium fell into silence.
This time, the sects that had not challenged Ji Yong were no longer conflicted.
The other party was like an undying cockroach. He looked like he was about to die, but Heavenly Sword seemed to have a spirit. It was as if it was protecting its master, and it could save him from danger every time.
Could it be that the peerless divine weapon really had a spirit?
Thinking of this, the sects that didn't fight for it became angry again.
However, those top sects had all tried and failed. Could he do it?
These slightly inferior sects were completely conflicted.
But…
If you didn't have the opportunity, then so be it. However, if you didn't fight for it, you would spend the rest of your life in regret.
" With 50% of the profits, they will take risks. With 100% of the profits, they will dare to trample on all the laws of the human world. With 300% of the profits, they will dare to risk the gallows.”
This sentence was very reasonable. Moreover, the current situation was far more than 300%!
No matter what the other smaller sects thought, it seemed that only Wudang Sect had not tried it out. Could it be that Wudang Sect had seen through the opponent's cockroach-like vitality, so they had been waiting for fatigue and finally came to reap the harvest?
His brain was really good after living for a long time!
The sect leaders of the few large sects looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a conflicted expression, but the other party did not have any reaction.
"Master, they are all looking at you! Since everyone is willing to let you go up and try, and Wuji has the cold poison in his body, why don't Master give it a try?"
Hearing the discussions of his disciples, Zhang Sanfeng was a little hesitant.
He needed this Nine Yang Scripture more than the people before him. However, the other party's previous performance still made him hesitate.
After all, he was someone who had lived for so long. He wasn't so impulsive anymore. After thinking about it, he gave up. After it ended, he would try another way to see if he could get it!
Ji Yong was tired of pretending!
He felt like he had used up all his acting skills today. However, after waiting for a long time, that old monster Zhang Sanfeng still did not come out.
The martial arts of Wudang Sect made him very envious!
The rest of the small sects who wanted to go up and try suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not quite right. It seemed that many people were looking in one direction. They followed everyone's gaze and looked over. Only then did they suddenly realize that Perfected Zhang hadn't gone up yet.
......
Ji Yong waited for a long time, but no one came down. He looked up at Zhang Sanfeng.
F * ck!
Ji Yong was shocked!
The white-bearded old man actually smiled at him when he saw him looking at him.
Ji Yong was dumbfounded by that smile.
With this smile, the few small sects that wanted to go up and try immediately woke up!
When the people from the other sects saw this smile, they had a bad feeling.
could it
Immediately, the faces of the sect leaders of the various large sects turned ashen, as if they had f * cked a dog.
Seeing that the other party had already seen through him, Ji Yong smiled at him.
And then!
Turn around!
Let's go!
Those footsteps gave off a feeling of being f * cking injured!
......
In this moment of silence, a doubtful voice suddenly came from among the disciples of the few large sects. Even though they had lowered their voices, there were so many martial arts experts present. Their ears were not ordinary people's ears, so they could still hear this sentence clearly!
"Hey, do you think the sect master has been played?"
"Puff!"
Hearing this voice, the few sect leaders could not hold it in any longer and spat out a mouthful of old blood!
He fainted!
He was just pretending to faint!
"Who is it? Which sect was this disciple from? Did he have a negative EQ?”
The few sect leaders cried out in their hearts, why did they say it out loud?
Why?
If you f * cking tell us, what should we do? If we don't f * cking pretend to faint, what should we do?
Was he going to let the disciples of the various sects watch him like monkeys?
......
Regardless of the reactions of the various sects, Ji Yong returned to the luxurious room that he had prepared for himself. He rinsed his mouth and asked someone to get a basin of hot water. He then took a hot bath at the side.
"Damn it, my mouth still reeks of blood. If I had known earlier, I would have used tomato juice!”
Ji Xiaofu's mouth twitched when she saw Ji Yong talking to himself.
Did a man like you have to feel so sorry for yourself? So what if you forced out a little blood with your internal energy?
This guy was not satisfied with chicken blood and wanted to use tomato juice?
Was it really stupid to be the sect leader of a large sect?
How are you going to explain when he suddenly smelled the smell of tomatoes when he was about to compete with you?
Could it be that he farted in a tomato flavor?
Ji Xiaofu couldn't be bothered with Ji Yong's exercise. She cooperated with him and helped him prepare his things before she turned around and left.
Ji Yong felt very interesting and happy when he thought about how his acting skills were so good this time and how he had fooled so many sects. It seemed that he had done something amazing, but it was just a prank on greedy people.
Those who were upright and upright would definitely not be fooled by this acting.
At any time, as long as one did not believe that a pie fell from the sky, one would not be deceived.
Just as Ji Yong was smugly recalling, a voice came from outside.
"Sect Master, Perfected Zhang requests an audience!"
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