Chapter 689: One arm

Chapter VIII an arm
At the beginning of the ten-day qualifying session, the various inner-door disciples of Yunqizong have returned to Zongmen. Some of them have received news from them, and some have come out of Tsing Yi’s elders. .
"Hey, isn't that big bull?"
"It's him! Go and inform them, the mad cow is back!"
"I don't know who he is looking for this time!"
After seeing the figure of Niu Dazhuang, a group of foreign disciples showed their fearful colors on their faces. I can imagine how deep the shadow of Niu Dazhuang was to them during that time.
Niu Dazhuang smiled and glanced at them, and occasionally met the acquaintance disciples who had known before, and said hello, and then in their envious eyes, knocked on the gate of the yard.
With a bang, the door opened and a small golden head came out. Ning Jin looked at Niu Da Zhuang and frowned. "Who are you?"
"Child, I am looking for my teacher, who are you?"
Niu Da Zhuang's strange way.
"Ning Jin, let him come in."
Ning Qi’s voice came from the yard.
In the eyes of Niu Da Zhuang, a flash of color was flashed, and the door was directly pushed in. The rude technique made Ning Jin almost fell to the ground by the door.
"Master."
Niu Dazhuang stood in front of Ningqi again and looked excited.
"Hey, one star is fighting? Yes."
Ning Qi nodded with satisfaction.
After a pause, Ningqi said something strange: "You heard that qualifying is about to begin, is this coming back?"
Niu Dazhuang’s doubts:
Qualifying? Isn’t the Master respecting me to win the first 100 in the Dragon List? I won the square ink, so the next issue is the 100th in the Dragon List.

Have I said that? Seems……
Ning Qi’s face showed a strange color:
Have you won the ink?

"Ok."
Niu Daqiang nodded.
"Fang Mo is a bit miserable, but just come back, go, I will take you to a place."
Ning Qi smiled.
Inner door.
Tsing Yi Temple.
Nine Tsing Yi elders sat in the chair of the Taishi. They were discussing the candidates for this qualifying session. Since each sect is only allowed to send ten people, the candidate is extremely important.
Among the nine people, one is angry, but at this moment he is not prominent in the nine Tsing Yi elders, because he is only a star, three others, three are like him, and four are two stars. Respect, the one sitting in the main position is Samsung Fighting, Deng Tong.
Except for the nine elders of Tsing Yi, the remaining Tsing Yi elders are higher than them, and their qualifications are better than them. All of them are expected to break through to the holy land. Therefore, they are basically not in the Zongmen on weekdays, and they ignore these common things. Looking for a breakthrough opportunity outside, it is rare to come back once in a few decades.
Nine people have been negotiating for a long time, and finally determined ten places, all of which are the top ten in the inner disciples. They are the third in life and death, the seventh in life and death, and the eighth in the eighth. For the time being, there are no internal disciples who have broken through to this realm. It is enough to prove that the inheritance of Yunqizong has already had a fault. Many of the strongmen who were able to break through the eighth and the ninth pass have died because of the fire.
"That's the choice, that's it..."
Deng Tong saw that everyone had no comments and nodded lightly.
At this time, the two figures walked in from the outside of the temple in tandem, and everyone's eyes suddenly looked at them.
"Ning Qi?"
There was a hint of killing in the eyes of the angry waves.
The rest of the Tsing Yi elders looked at Ning Qi with great interest. They had already heard of Ning Qi’s prestige, but never had to deal with Ning Qi.
As for Ning Qiao's Niu Da Zhuang, because it is only a star of the Emperor, it has been ignored by everyone.
Deng Tong looked at Ning Qi with a smile and said: "Ning Zhen Chuan, what are you doing here?"
If Ning Qi is just ordinary Tianjiao, Deng Tong may not talk to Ning Qi, but Ning Qi also has an identity, that is, the true biography of the dream, and the status of the true disciple can be compared with the Tsing Yi elders, so Deng Tong took out an attitude of equal treatment.
"Elder Deng Tong, Tian Chang, Fang Elder, Gu Elder... angry elders."
Ning Qi smiled and said hello to everyone. Seeing Ningqi was so polite, he did not arrogant because he became a true biography and killed the top sword. All the Tsing Yi elders were in addition to the angry waves. Ning Qi’s impressions are quite good.
After a pause, Ning Qi directly opened the door to see the mountain: "Elder Deng Tong, who is coming today, wants two qualifying places."
Qualifying places?
The faces of the elders showed a hint of doubt. Deng Tong frowned: "Ning Zhen Chuan, do you want to participate in yourself? But you are already a true disciple. According to the rules, it is not acceptable."
Ning Qi smiled and shook his head and said: "Not that I have to participate in the competition."
"Who is that?"
Deng Tong was curious.
"My monster, and... my disciple."
Ning Qi smiled.
His monster and his disciples?
A group of elders showed a strange color on their faces, and they swept the big and strong eyes. Is this guy a disciple of Ning Qi?
"No, absolutely not!"
Angry waves sighed low.
"Oh? angry elders, why?"
Ning Qi looked at the angry waves and smiled.
"And don't say that we won't send a monster to participate in qualifying, let's say your disciple, is he? How can you participate in qualifying?
Angry waves are cold.
"Can you participate, not what you said."
Ning Qi’s mouth showed a trace of disdain, and after looking at the angry sea, he looked at Deng Tong. He knew that this place can be the master. Only Deng Tong is alone.
If the dream is light in the Zongmen, he will directly ask the two places with the dream.
Deng Tong’s face showed a hint of hesitation.
The ancestral sect of the Terran has never sent a demon to participate in the truth. Your disciple, that is ok, so, I will give you a place, Ning Zhenchuan, can you be satisfied?

a quota...
Ning Qi brows slightly wrinkled, then stretched out and smiled at Deng Tong’s smile: "That's it, thank you Elder Deng Tong!"
"Elder Deng, I still ask you to think twice about this matter. If this is the case, let me go to the end again, I am not being laughed at by the people of the world!"
The angry sea looked coldly at Deng Tong.
"There is no need to discuss this matter again. Just like this, anyway, we are not the first to be the last one."
Deng Tong smiled.
At this moment in his heart, Ning Qi's status has been higher than the angry Tao, can sell personal feelings to Ning Qi, he is naturally very happy, no matter how angry Tao said, will not change this result.
When Ning Qi saw it, he once again turned to Deng Tong and then turned and left. When he saw it, he couldn’t help but sigh: "Ning Qi, you dare to make a bet with me!"
Ning Qi’s footsteps were slightly sloppy, looking at the angry waves, saying:
Rage elders, what do you want to gamble with me?

"I bet your disciple can't enter the third round!"
Originally, Nu Tao wanted to say that he could not enter the second round, but he still left a small eye, saying that the third round is so safe.
"Well, what is your bet?"
Ning Qi smiled.
"One arm."
A group of elders showed a trace of horror on their faces. They knew that there was some hatred between Nu Tao and Ning Qi. Unexpectedly, he would raise an arm bet.
"Okay, just an arm."
Ning Qi smirked and left the Tsing Yi Temple directly with Niu Da Zhuang.