The Yun Family's Ninth Child Is An Imp!

Among the crowd of onlookers, someone recognized the black cylinder in Yuan Tong’s hand and said in surprise, “That is the king of Hell’s storm needle from the Qing family of the valley of fog. Its power is no small matter. It can be said to be a sharp weapon for a sneak attack.

“However, I heard that it takes a lot of time and effort to make the King of Hell’s storm needle. The Qing family of the valley of fog rarely sells it to the public. I wonder where Yuan Tong got it from.”

“No matter where he got it from, with this thing, his strength will increase a lot. What a good life.”

“It’s a pity for the hope of the Zen sect. If Yuan Tong didn’t have the King of Hell’s Storm Needle, he might not have been defeated.”

“You can’t say that. Let’s not talk about Yuan Tong anymore. Everyone on the stage is showing off their abilities. It’s their ability to have treasures.”

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Ji Kong and Ji Xu had a complicated look on their faces. After listening to Yun Chujiu’s suggestion yesterday, they felt that it was a little… immoral, so they hesitated whether they should do as she said.

However, now that they saw that the people from the bitter Zen sect were not only immoral, they didn’t have any morals at all. They had nothing to worry about.

At this moment, master Defang had already announced the result of the first round. Yuan Tong from the bitter Zen sect had won!

Yuan Tong was very proud. “The Zen sect is just so-so. I advise you not to go on stage. Just admit defeat and don’t embarrass yourselves.”

“TSK TSK, you actually accused this penniless monk of using the king of Hell’s needle. This competition stage is not a game. Naturally, you have to give it your all. Your Zen sect is really pedantic.”

“I see that your Zen sect’s silent generation are all a bunch of idiots. It doesn’t make any difference whether they come up or not. Not to mention our bitter Zen sect is full of talents, even I alone can beat you six rounds in a row.”

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Yuan Tong was obviously a little too pleased with himself. He wanted to satisfy his mouth before going down.

However, at this time, someone jumped onto the competition stage.

“Yuan Tong, this penniless monk, Ji Kong, will exchange moves with you.”

Yuan Tong was stunned and then sneered, “Are You a fool? I have already finished the competition. Our Bitter Zen sect will send someone else to compete with you.”

Ji Kong said coldly, “You said before that one person was enough to defeat all the Ji generation of our Zen sect. Monks don’t lie. Could it be that you were lying just now?”

Yuan Tong said angrily, “I was just saying that.”

Ji Kong’s face turned even colder. “Just saying that? This competition stage is not for playing house. Everything you said must be counted.

“Of course, you can also admit defeat now.”

When the crowd heard Ji Kong’s words, they began to jeer. They argued that Yuan Tong could not go back on his words.

Yuan Tong was so angry that he almost died. If he had known this would happen, he would have stepped down from the stage and stopped talking nonsense.

However, when he thought about it, even though Ji Kong was also at the eighth level of the black lotus, it was obvious that he had just broken through not long ago. There was no need for him to be afraid of him at all.

Moreover, he still had the king of Hell’s storm needle. Since Ji Kong was seeking death, he would grant him his wish.

Thinking of this, yuan tong sneered, “Alright, in that case, I will meet you.”

However, just as Yuan Tong released half of the Black Lotus, Ji Kong threw a big sack at him.

Yuan Tong subconsciously took a few steps back. When the big sack landed on the ground, the chili inside flew in all directions. Yuan Tong choked and burst into tears.

At this moment, Ji Kong threw another stack of talismans at him.

The sounds of explosions rang out one after another, accompanied by Yuan Tong’s miserable screams. He never expected that the Zen sect disciples who had always been upright and pedantic would be so… sinister.