Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Chapter 969 Everyone, see you tomorrow
Before Song Yizhi's voice fell, everyone saw her raising her hand and a competition arena appeared in the open space.

It is closer to the shore than the ring. It only takes a cup of tea to walk from the ring to the docked boats.

"Everyone, see you tomorrow."

Song Yizhi turned around and left in a very chic manner, giving no one any time to react.

The 'scarred' Akito Moon Silver Snake turned around and followed Song Yizhi.

When Song Yizhi walked away, the people on the deck came to their senses.

"The competition for the Red Fuji Moon Silver Snake will begin tomorrow??"

"Is this the way to defend the ring?"

"A person only has one chance to enter the ring. This means that if someone knocks him off the ring, he cannot go back up."

"There is still a time limit, one month."

"One month is neither long nor short, but it is impossible to fight from the beginning to the end!"

"What you said is very unrealistic. Not just a month, but just a few days would be unbearable."

"And the final winner may not get the Red Teng Moon Silver Snake. This is too..."

……

After returning to the bamboo house, Red Teng Moon Silver Snake consciously shrank its body and wrapped it around Song Yizhi's wrist.

Song Yizhi came over and sat aside.

"It's so lively over there." Shen Bu said to his niece.

The noise has not stopped yet, which shows how enthusiastic those people are about the Red Fuji Moon Silver Snake.

Song Yizhi raised his hand and patted his arm, "The next month will be even more lively."

Shen Bu nodded undeniably.

"Will the Western Demon Realm come?" Shen Bu asked thoughtfully.

Logically speaking, given the situation in the Western Demon Realm, they should not come, but this strange beast is the Red Vine Moon Silver Snake, and I am afraid the Western Demon Realm will not give up so easily.

"Maybe?" Song Yizhi said uncertainly.

Song Luo looked at her daughter, "When do you plan to go to the ring?"

To be honest, she didn't want Song Yizhi to compete in the ring. Her current pale complexion was too worrying.

"I'm thinking about it," Song Yizhi said seriously, "should I go to the ring tomorrow or go in more than ten days?"

In her current situation, it was not impossible to fight from beginning to end, but...it was better to hide her clumsiness.

Before revealing the identity of the god, his combat effectiveness still needs to be suppressed.

"Can you fight from beginning to end?" Shen Bu's voice revealed a bit of surprise, and then his voice became serious, "No, it's absolutely impossible to defend the ring tomorrow. Look at your face."

Song Yizhi looked at his uncle's serious look and shrugged his shoulders.

Seeing how his uncle is doing, if he goes to guard the ring tomorrow, he will probably get beaten up.

"Uncle, listen to me, I'm much better." Song Yizhi said seriously. She raised her hand and patted her chest to promise, "I will definitely fight to the end!"

Shen Bu rolled his eyes and said, "No."

"Zhizhi, you have to give other monks a chance to compete." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice sounded, "If you take the stage, the only ones who dare to take the stage are those sages above the Nine Realms."

If Zhizhi were to stand in the competition arena tomorrow, the only ones who would dare to compete would be those venerables above the ninth realm.

Although fighting from beginning to end will make the voices of doubt much less, it is really not necessary.

Even if Zhizhi really fights from beginning to end, there will still be voices of doubt, and there will still be an endless stream of people who want to snatch the Red Fuji Moon Silver Snake.

Song Yizhi turned his head and glanced at Rong Yueyuan.

"I think we can let those monks challenge the impossible." Song Yizhi said with a smile.

Looking at the naughty little girl, Rong Yueyuan couldn't help but sigh.

This little girl obviously has an idea in mind, but she just has to say a few words to be happy.

Yan Lingyu's faint voice came over, "There is a certain difference between challenging the impossible and seeking death." Looking at Yan Lingyu striding over, Song Yizhi waved to him as a greeting.

"How is your physical condition now?" Yan Lingyu asked worriedly, and couldn't help but sigh after finishing the question.

He didn't want to worry so much, but Song Yizhi was careless.

Song Yizhi thought about it very seriously, and then said, "I now have a kind of stability that is half dead."

"..." Yan Lingyu looked at Song Yizhi speechlessly.

He is so good at talking!
Song Luo really wanted to take action, but she held back.

Rong Yueyuan raised his hand and knocked Song Yizhi on the head, and said in a gentle and serious voice, "You can't say that."

Song Yizhi tilted his head, then stretched out his hand to scratch Rong Yueyuan.

"Unlucky kid." Song Luo cursed, then asked with concern, "How's your poison?"

Song Yizhi touched his arm and said, "It has spread, but there is no problem."

Song Luo frowned.

Feng Canglin looked at his daughter with worried eyes.

"Are you really okay?" Feng Canglin asked worriedly, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

"It's nothing uncomfortable." After Song Yizhi finished speaking, he raised his hand and scratched the skin near his temples.

Seeing this, Rong Yueyuan had a bad feeling in his heart.

"My opinion is that you should consider guarding the ring in the next ten days." Yan Lingyu and Song Yizhi said.

Song Yizhi responded.

Rong Yueyuan reached out and grabbed Song Yizhi's arm, stopping her from scratching the skin near her temples.

Seeing Song Yizhi's gaze, Rong Yueyuan stood up and moved closer. Looking at the skin with several red marks, he secretly lamented how cruel she was.

"Is it itchy?" Rong Yueyuan asked, his eyes darkening slightly.

Song Yizhi responded.

"There are lines." Rong Yueyuan and Song Yizhi said.

Song Yizhi raised her eyes and ran into Rong Yueyuan's gloomy eyes. She was stunned for a moment before speaking, "Are you going to grow scales?"

"Yeah." Rong Yueyuan responded.

Feng Canglin and his wife hurried up to take a closer look.

There are extremely clear scale lines on the scratched skin.

Shen Bu and others also stood up and gathered around.

Looking at the group of people surrounding him, Song Yizhi smiled helplessly.

"It's okay." Song Yizhi said. When she wanted to raise her hand to scratch it, she realized that her hand was held by Rong Yueyuan and did not let go.

Rong Yueyuan looked at the lines from the end of Song Yizhi's eyes to his temples, his eyes full of worry.

"There's really nothing we can do?" Song Luo's cold voice was full of worry.

A phoenix has begun to grow scales. This sounds scary!
"Not yet." Song Yizhi said.

Ye Su raised his hand and patted Song Luo's shoulder to comfort him, "It's a good thing that Zhizhi inherited your bloodline, otherwise I wouldn't dare think of the consequences."

Song Luo turned to look at Ye Su beside her.

"Because of Zhizhi's special nature, she will have poisonous hair, but she will not feel any discomfort." Ye Su said, "When the poison in the body is gone, maybe the scales will disappear."

"When will Lao Shizi's poison be gone?" Song Luo asked.

It has grown to his face now, and I can’t even imagine how much it has grown on Song Yizhi’s body.

"I really don't know." After Ye Su finished speaking, he looked at his daughter guiltily.

It was because of her poor medical skills that she could not help her precious daughter detoxify.

(End of this chapter)