Uncle the emperor loves me like his life

Chapter 1025 Dan Gate Competition (2)

She said: "There is something wrong with that man named Ling Yong. When he takes part in the martial arts test, he may perineum you. You should pay attention."

After Shen Zheng finished eating, he nodded and said, "Master, I know."

In another hidden box.

Ling Yong who was mentioned by Ye Taoan was among them, and Zheng Dong was sitting opposite him.

The food on the table has not been touched, Ling Yong took a sip of tea and put the teacup on the table, "Boom"

The movement was a bit loud and made a noise.

"Xiao Yong, please be safe and don't be impatient." Zheng Dong paused while holding the tea.

Ling Yong raised his head, his eyes were cold, "You said it lightly? Didn't you see that Shen Zheng was going to steal my name?"

No matter whether it is No. 1 in the alchemy test or No. 1 in the martial arts test, in the end, they will be able to enter the sect of those powerful elders of the alchemy sect, and they may even be favored by the sect master and become the disciple of the sect master.

Isn't Ling Yong participating in the competition just for this condition?

As a result, the No.1 of the Dan Test was snatched by an unknown kid.

After all, the Pill Sect is the Pill Sect, so the more important thing is naturally the Pill Test, that is to say, Shen Zheng will be favored by the Dan Sect, and then it will be Ling Yong's turn, which makes Ling Yong very unhappy.

He had never been ridden on the head.

Zheng Dong put down his teacup, and didn't speak for a while, but his eyes kept flickering, and he didn't know what he was planning.

Looking at Zheng Dong, Ling Yong didn't bother to talk, and leaned on the chair with a cold expression, where there was still food to eat, he was being polite if he didn't turn the table over.

After a while, Zheng Dong raised his head and laughed sinisterly.

Ling Yong glanced at him angrily, and said, "What? Did Master Zheng think of a good solution?"

The reason why Ling Yong and Zheng Dong have a good friendship is because of the relationship between the Ling family and Zheng Dong. On the one hand, the Ling family wants to curry favor with Zheng Dong so that they can get in touch with Danmen, so Zheng Dong naturally needs a strong backing, and they hit it off..
Zheng Dong smiled more coldly, lowered his head, let Ling Yong get closer, and said with a ferocious expression: "I will find a way to prevent him from entering the Pill Gate, don't worry, I am the host of this competition, as long as I say a word, No one can violate it."

Shen Zheng wanted to ride on Ling Yong's head, dreaming, he would not give Shen Zheng this chance.

In the martial arts test, he will completely eliminate Shen Zheng, and he will not even have the chance to enter the alchemy gate.

Ye Tao'an definitely didn't know Zheng Dong's thoughts, the second martial arts test started, and the crowd around the martial arts stage did not decrease, on the contrary, it increased a little.

Zheng Dong came to the stage and announced: "The martial arts test is also very simple, a scuffle, and the last six will be able to enter the alchemy gate. I announce that the competition will officially begin."

After Zheng Dong stepped down, those who participated in the martial arts test rushed to the stage.

There are more people participating in the martial arts test than the alchemy test. After all, there are not many people who can make alchemy, and many geniuses are just spirits.

When Shen Zheng came to power, he wanted to stand in the middle of the stage, but as soon as he took the stage, he found himself besieged by a group of people.

Behind the crowd besieging him, Ling Yong was looking at him coldly, with the corners of his mouth raised, "Is that Shen Zheng?"

It's just four words, but it reveals his murderous intent.

Shen Zheng frowned, when did he become enemies with Ling Yong?Why doesn't he know?

Ling Yong is also capable, if he can gather so many people to besiege him, he will be eliminated immediately.

"So what?"

Shen Zheng looked up indifferently, showing no sign of fear.

It seemed that what surrounded him was not a city wall, but a stream of bean curd residue.

(End of this chapter)