Looking at Shen Lang at the door, Chen Yang was quite surprised.
In the residence of lower-level disciples, outer disciples like Shen Lang would generally not come over. If you have something to do, you can at most find someone to come over and give instructions.
Today, Shen Lang came to Room No. 13 in person, and Chen Yang thought that he must be in a hurry.
"You don't have anything from them?"
Shen Lang asked immediately, obviously knowing the purpose of the three people before him.
"As long as they agree to a small request, there is no need to accept more gifts."
Chen Yang smiled and did not mention the transaction between him and No. 13.
Shen Lang couldn't help but sigh, reached out and patted Chen Yang on the shoulder, saying: "Junior brother, you are good. Those serving disciples gave me gifts, but when they saw that I didn't accept them, they cried and made a fuss. I really can't defeat them."
Chen Yang was a little speechless, thinking that you can only blame yourself. You are so powerful that you can scare people to death with just a few words.
"By the way, I'm here to remind my junior brother that this outer sect competition will not be as easy as you think. Not all opponents are like the three of them who came to beg for mercy before the fight even started."
Shen Lang looked solemn and spoke earnestly.
"I understand. Thank you senior brother for your teaching. Chen Yang is grateful."
Chen Yang knew that Shen Lang was sincere in admonishing him, so he bowed respectfully.
"One more thing is that junior brother needs to be more cautious. Some people have already circulated information about junior brother's skills and moves in private. Before the competition, it is better not to reveal too many trump cards to outsiders."
What Shen Lang said made Chen Yang nervous.
"Who is spreading propaganda?"
Chen Yang's eyes couldn't help but stern. If his characteristics as a demon servant were discovered, his opponent would definitely be on guard against him, which would indeed bring him a lot of trouble.
The only way is to first find the guy who spreads the news and find a way to shut him up.
Shen Lang frowned slightly, thought for a moment and then said: "According to the reports from my serving disciples, it is an outer disciple named Yuan Cheng who is promoting the message of my junior brother."
"..."
Chen Yang was speechless.
What is Yuan Cheng doing? He promised to help him get information about his opponent, but he did the opposite and leaked his information to others? Could it be that Yuan Cheng betrayed him?
"Junior brother, you'd better remind him. If it doesn't work, I can go there for you and warn Yuan Cheng."
"There is no need to bother senior brother about such a small matter. Junior brother will go find Yuan Cheng."
"Well, I have something else to do, so I'll take the first step."
Chen Yang cupped his hands again and sent Shen Lang out.
There were only ten places for the outer sect competition, but Shen Lang didn't treat him as an outsider. He took time out of his busy schedule to come and remind him in person, which really touched Chen Yang.
When they parted ways in Tongyou City, Taoist Yuan Cheng left a jade slip to Chen Yang for communication between the two.
Chen Yang took out the jade slip and sent a message to the old Taoist, asking to find a place to meet.
As soon as the old Taoist returned to the sect, he tried to trick him everywhere. Chen Yang had already made up his mind that if the old Taoist didn't reveal his ugly appearance, he would beat him to the ground.
Returning to Room No. 13, Chen Yang immediately urged Wang Yu to take out the skull and start practicing Tianmen Bone Poison.
Now only the first match can guarantee victory, and Wang Yu still has two more matches to defeat her opponent in person. However, there are less than ten days left before the competition begins, and she must master her skills within these ten days.
In order to become an upper-level disciple, Wang Yu had no choice but to agree to accept Chen Yang's special training.