"Five tricks to be petty? This disciple of the Xuanling Sect is too..."
"Five tricks are not enough, do you want her to do ten tricks?"
The Qinglin Sect disciple sneered.
"Forget it, since Junior Sister Ye said so, I will give Junior Sister Ye ten tricks." Fu Lingtian laughed.
"Ten tricks?!"
"Brother Fu... there's something wrong with that..."
"In case... something goes wrong..."
The disciples of Qing Linzong couldn't help but feel a little worried, after all, ten tricks are too many.
"Senior Brother Fu, ten moves are still too few." Ye Qingtang still shook her head and said.
At that moment, Fu Lingtian frowned slightly: "Then according to Junior Sister Ye's meaning?"
"How about twenty moves?" Ye Qingtang said with a slight smile.
"Twenty strokes..." Fu Lingtian was stunned.
And as Ye Qingtang's words fell, the audience was in an uproar.
"It's ridiculous, a disciple of the Xuanling Sect, so shameless?!"
"Give up twenty strokes? How about giving up the number one position to you?"
"You can't be too greedy, Senior Brother Fu has given up ten tricks, but he is still not satisfied!"
Even the disciples of the Xuanling Sect felt ashamed because of Ye Qingtang's words. Facing the strange gazes from the other two disciples, they wished they could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.
Who would have thought that Ye Qingtang would be so shameless that she could say such things as twenty strokes.
"Hehe, Elder Mo, this is a little too much." A certain elder of the Qing Linzong looked at Elder Mo, quite dissatisfied.
Elder Qin's face was full of embarrassment. If he had known Ye Qingtang was like this, he should not have allowed her to play just now.
Elder Mo frowned deeply, but did not speak.
"Hehe, Ye Qingtang was just joking with Fu Lingtian, don't take it seriously." Elder Qin said with a smile.
"Joke?"
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. The expression of Ye Qingtang, Xuanling Sect, did not seem to be joking.
"Since it's a joke, let Junior Sister Ye do ten tricks as I said before." Fu Lingtian's complexion improved slightly.
"It's not a joke." Ye Qingtang wrote lightly.
At this moment, the disciples of the three sects looked at Ye Qingtang, Qing Linzong and Fengyuezong disciples again, with disgust and disdain on their faces.
"Our Xuanlingzong was at the bottom, hehe... Ye Qingtang didn't think it was enough, now... the Xuanlingzong's face has been completely lost by her!"
"How could Ye Qingtang come to the venue of the three great competitions... Sigh..."
Disciple of the Xuanling Sect, feel ashamed. Elder Qin has just stepped up and said she was joking, but who would have expected that Ye Qingtang would be so shameless!
"Junior Sister Ye, your tone is not small. You want me to give you twenty moves. Why don't I stand still and let you hit me without fighting back." Fu Lingtian smiled coldly.
"So what does Senior Brother Fu mean?" Ye Qingtang said.
"What do you think?" Fu Lingtian looked at Ye Qingtang.
Hearing the sound, Ye Qingtang shook her head and sighed softly, "Senior Brother Fu, as the defending king, is unwilling to give up even twenty moves."
"Since Junior Sister Ye said it so simply, why not give me twenty moves?" Fu Lingtian sneered.
"Twenty strokes for you?" Ye Qingtang thought for a while, then nodded, "Since Brother Fu said so, I will give Brother Fu twenty strokes."
"What did you say?!" Fu Lingtian was slightly taken aback, thinking he had heard it wrong.
"as you wish."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Qingtang put her hands behind her back and looked at Fu Lingtian with an indifferent expression: "I'll give you twenty moves."
The elders of Qinglin and Fengyue looked at each other with extremely strange expressions.