But he was not much joy or excitement, and he showed a calm expression. He just stretched out a hand and said lightly: "Give me my moon offering spirit stone back!"
Zhang Yang's face looked extremely ugly, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and his eyes were full of reluctance and resentment.
He never expected that he would be defeated by a serious disciple.
This is simply a great humiliation!
Zhang Yang seemed to be able to hear the cold words of his fellow disciples watching the game from the audience.
In fact, this is completely overthinking Zhang Yang.
The melon-eating crowd was still immersed in shock at this moment and didn't bother to say anything.
Originally, Ye Chen had been suppressed and beaten by Zhang Yang, and seemed to have no strength to deal with it head-on. Why did he suddenly reverse it?
Seeing that Zhang Yang had not moved, Ye Chen exerted force on his feet.
Zhang Yang suddenly grinned in pain and said with difficulty: "Okay! I'll give it to you!"
Hearing this, Ye Chen withdrew his foot.
Zhang Yang shook his hand fiercely, and three balls of light as big as longans fly out of his hand and fly towards Ye Chen.
It was Zhang Yang who forced the deduction, which should have belonged to Ye Chen's moon offering spirit stone.
Ye Chen caught the spirit stone, glanced at Zhang Yang coldly, then looked around the audience, and said in a deep voice: "Although I, Ye Chen, is just a traitor disciple, I deserve it, no one can snatch it away.
!He, Zhang Yang, relies on his inner disciples' identity, often deducted the monthly offering spirit stones of our servant disciples! Humph, I don't care about the others, but I, Ye Chen, can't anyone else be able to touch on me at will!"
This speech was passionate and imposing.
After saying that, Ye Chen shook his sleeves and was about to leave.
Offstage.
"Sister, how did you see that that slap disciple would turn defeat into victory?" Lin Qi turned his head and looked at Qiqi and asked curiously.
Qiqi smiled faintly and said, "I guess."
"Guess... guess?" Lin Qi was stunned and blinked.
"Yes, I guessed it." Qiqi put her hands behind her back, with a smile on her lips, and said lightly: "I am not unfamiliar with this kind of plot. The standard routine of the rise of idiotic novels. The name Ye Chen was like this.
It has a very good taste as a protagonist, and he is a tragic disciple, and he is treated unfairly in the sect. Passers-by A, B and C are ridiculed and despised... They are simply standard protagonist templates. So Ye Chen will definitely win, don't
It is said that Zhang Yang is only in the early stage of the Jindan stage, even if he is in the Nascent Soul stage or even the God Transformation stage, as long as his opponent is Ye Chen, he will never be able to win."
After listening to Qiqi's analysis, Lin Qi's mouth did not close for a long time.
I thought to myself, it seems that I will buy more fantasy novels when I go back this time.
It turns out that there are these benefits to reading novels.
Lin Qi said: "Sister, I've finished watching the fun now, let's go."
"Don't worry, it's not over yet." As he said that, Qiqi raised her sharp chin and then said, "Look, the more powerful villain is about to appear."
Sure enough, as soon as Qiqi finished speaking, she saw a figure falling from the sky.
The arms spread out like a great roc spreading its wings.
He landed directly on the ring and stood in front of Ye Chen.
The person who suddenly appeared on stage was a middle-aged man with a goatee with a cold face and a very serious look. His eyes were even more like eagle eyes, extremely sharp.
"It's Deacon Song of the Law Enforcement Hall!"
"There is a good show now. Who doesn't know that Deacon Song has a good relationship with Senior Brother Zhang. He must protect Senior Brother Zhang."
"That guy Ye Chen, you're going to suffer now."
“…”
The melon-eating crowds immediately became energetic.
On the ring.
Ye Chen frowned slightly and walked to the side.
But Deacon Song moved one step further and stood in front of Ye Chen again.
His eyes were staring at him coldly.
"Deacon Song, what do you mean?" Ye Chen asked in a deep voice.
Deacon Song put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Ye Chen, I will be punished with the Law Enforcement Hall of this Deacon."
"What's wrong with me, Ye Chen!"
Ye Chen clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
"What's wrong? Well, since you are not convinced, the deacon will count your guilt in front of many disciples!"
A trace of splendor flashed in Deacon Song's eyes, staring at Ye Chen and said loudly: "We should stop when we are in the competition, but you are so cruel and harming our fellow students, this is one of them!"
"As a tragic disciple, you not only offend your inner disciples with words, but even more so, you actually hurt others. The following is the best, this is the second one!"
"The Monthly Spirit Stone is the benefit and guarantee of the disciples of the sect. As a vested interest, you should be grateful and repay the sect, instead of thinking that all this is rightful and enjoy the fruits. This is the third one!"
"In the end, there is another crime of falsely accusing his fellow disciples, and this is the fourth one!"
"Ye Chen, as the deacon of the Law Enforcement Hall, I will sentence you to abolish your cultivation and expel you from the sect based on these four sects of crimes!"
"You can accept it?"
After saying that, a strong aura of pressure fell from the sky and pressed hard on Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's entire face suddenly swelled into purple-red color, and blue veins on his forehead were bulging.
The legs were trembling wildly.
But he always gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and forced himself to not kneel down.
"Oh? It's really stubborn!" Deacon Song's eyes cold, his right hand slowly raised, and pressed his backhand down.
A more terrifying pressure came upon Ye Chen.
"Dong!"
Ye Chen bent his right leg and his knees hit the ground hard, directly cracking the stone slab!
He knelt on one knee, holding the ground with both hands.
The head was raised up with all its might, and there was no surrender or fear in its eyes, but some were just firm!
"I, I don't accept it!" Ye Chen gritted his teeth.
"Deacon Song, this Ye Chen is too unreasonable. He wants to add one more charge and openly contradict the law enforcement hall. This is a serious crime!" Zhang Yang got up from the ground, walked to Deacon Song, and said coldly.
"Yeah, that's right."
Deacon Song nodded with a sneer, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said, "Ye Chen, since you are so naughty, it seems that this deacon can only enforce the law locally and abolish your entire cultivation so as not to harm more fellow students."
After the words came, Deacon Song held his right hand and a golden mace appeared in his hand.
This is the Wuji Sect Law Enforcement Hall standard equipment - the law enforcement gold mace, which is specially used to deal with people who seriously violate the sect rules.
In the Wuji Sect, even true disciples are afraid of the Golden Mace when facing the law enforcement.
Deacon Song held the law-enforcement golden mace and stepped out in one step, smashing it hard towards Ye Chen's head.
Ye Chen roared, like an angry wild beast, but was forcibly suppressed by Deacon Song and could not move at all. He could only watch the law enforcement golden mace smashed down with a whistling sound.
A sneer appeared on Chang Yang's face.
Ye Chen, this annoying guy, is finally going to say goodbye to Wuji Sect completely.
But at this moment.
A red light suddenly flashed.
Deacon Song loosened his hand, and the law-enforcement golden mace actually flew out, and was wrapped in a red soft whip, and fell into the hands of a girl next to the ring.
“Bold!”
Deacon Song suddenly shouted, stared at Qiqi with his eyes tightly, and shouted: "Which peak do you dare to snatch the law enforcement golden mace and seek death!"
"Wow!"
The disciples around Qiqi immediately scattered and kept a distance from her, fearing that they would be affected.
Only Lin Qi, Ling'er and Dingdang were left with three eleven-year-old guys standing beside each other, with laughter on their faces, without any fear.
Qiqi's right hand turned slightly, and the fire whip was cleverly wrapped around her waist.
She held the law enforcement golden mace in her left hand and gently tapped it with her right hand, making a series of crisp sounds.
Qiqi pursed her mouth and showed a charming smile, but what she said made everyone present change their faces!
"The law enforcement golden mace is an insult in the hands of someone like you!"