She took the Xiuxian cannon fodder script

Chapter 220 Suppression 219
There was a young man named Lin Zhi at the bottom, who said loudly with a smile: "Miss Yang, if there is any interesting way to compete, it's okay, none of us here will refuse your request."

As soon as this sentence was uttered, there were many people talking about it.

Since Lin Zhi has said so much, he will not show stinginess in front of the woman he likes.

Everyone nodded to express their determination: "We agree."

Everyone agreed, and Miss Yang showed a smug look on her face. She was very happy that the move Mo Yuheng used was very useful.

"This person is my friend Mo Yuheng. This time I heard that I was competing in martial arts to recruit relatives, so I came out from the sect to find me in person. I feel uneasy and want to test you personally. If any of you can compare with my friend, I will I am willing to marry that person."

Hearing these words, everyone looked up at the beautiful woman in blue and white clothes, wearing a veil, exuding an inviolable aura.

Only the direct disciples of the Dazhong sect Yuanying who sat down had the air of tolerance. Originally, everyone didn't care much about the Yang family.

Ms. Yang's father is just a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and Ms. Yang herself is also a 10th-level qi practitioner, and there are no elders with high cultivation in her family.

Naturally, everything is in the hands of the people present, and each person's identity can firmly overwhelm the other.

Now suddenly a friend from Miss Liang's big sect appeared, who brought the overwhelming situation into balance, and even the other party could overwhelm them and dare not make a sound.

The people present died very quickly, it was not easy to see the identity of the other party, dare not say anything, everyone stood by and harbored evil intentions.

That's just a trick.

Regardless of Miss Yang's move, many people will take it one by one.

Mo Yuheng smiled slightly, and slowly stepped down from mid-air.

There is no mistake, and the stable control is very good.

People who were originally contemptuous of it put away their thoughts and looked at it squarely.

"I think everyone is a talented young hero among the dragons and phoenixes, but after all, Sister Yang is my friend, and I, as a friend, will naturally take care of his life's major events."

Lin Zhi saw that Mo Yuheng's demeanor had crushed Ms. Yang into scum, and his eyes lit up with other thoughts.

Fuhe: "What the girl said is that no one can disappoint the girl according to their own abilities."

"I don't know what topic the girl asked."

"Cultivation, talent, character, family affairs, and financial resources are all indispensable. I don't want Sister Yang to marry one of you and suffer in the past. You have no money to spend, and you have to bear the ridicule of concubines or family members at home. Those with poor talent and temperament can't do it. I'm afraid that Sister Yang will suffer grievances in the past, not to mention no one will comfort her. She will also bear the ridicule from her husband. Only those who are talented and go further are qualified to be worthy of Sister Yang."

Hearing these words, some unconfident people blushed and were aggrieved: "Why? We want family background and financial resources. Are you mocking us people by saying that?"

Mo Yuheng shook his head with a smile and was not angry. He reached out and took out the fourth-grade Explosion Talisman from the storage bag, and kept playing with it to inject spiritual power into it, emitting a long light.

The man wanted to refute a few more words, so he shut up instantly.

Everyone thought it was the Yang family who wanted to go back on their word, and deliberately found someone to come out and insult them, hoping that they would retreat in spite of the difficulties.

It's all right now, swallowing his saliva and watching the fourth-rank burst talisman slowly retreat.

Sure enough, the other party is a disciple of a great sect, and his identity is real.

I didn't see the outfit I was wearing, and Qidu was not afraid that their eyes would not be able to pretend.

"I don't know how the girl wants to compare."

"There are a total of 500 people here. If it is troublesome and time-consuming to conduct the competition, those of you who are not aware of the conditions I mentioned before can step back and leave, so as not to stay and take their own humiliation."

Mo Yuheng was not polite, which made some people jump their feet in anger and dare not do anything about it.

Just barely smiling, they all backed away.

All of a sudden, more than half of the space was vacated, and there were only a few dozen people left.

"It seems that everyone is sensible and didn't make me travel all the way for nothing."

Mo Yuheng looked at them with intense eyes.

Many people bowed their heads in silence.

This girl is not easy to mess with.

Mo Yuheng was thinking that since Miss Yang didn't want to marry these people, she was forced to be bullied by these people and dared not speak up.

If you solve this matter by yourself and leave, I'm afraid these people will not be convinced.

Then let them have self-knowledge.

Mo Yuheng continued to fabricate the purpose of her visit, so that no one would dare to doubt her origin.

Lin Zhi was very supportive: "I am not talented, I think I can meet Ms. Yang's mate selection criteria. I don't know what to compare next."

Mo Yuheng took out the aura of thousands of faces. In addition to changing the shape of a person's face, it has a function of increasing pressure.

Slowly enlarge the thousand faces and shine them on the people present.

"This is! A spiritual weapon." Someone exclaimed, completely convinced that Mo Yuheng's identity is not simple.

"Test how much you like Sister Yang? The one who persists for the longest time wins."

"It's a little unfair."

Some people are not reconciled and want to oppose this competition.

It's a pity that he became scum in front of Mo Yuheng: "It's fair for me to be like this. If you want to marry Sister Yang, you have to rely on your own ability, not your own family affairs. I think the power behind each of you is not small, and no one is better than the other. Poor. How to choose the best one?"

When asked, the man was speechless.

The pressure from above became more and more intense. At first, I felt very comfortable, although the pressure was a little bit more bearable.

Then the pressure became more and more intense, and it started to feel a little uncomfortable.

Then the pressure mounts, and many people have sweat on their foreheads.

Everyone gritted their teeth, and no one wanted to lose their face.

"Come on, I believe I will lose."

"It will definitely not be worse than the other party."

……

Many people gritted their teeth and persisted, but one person failed and retreated.

Mo Yuheng began to admire this bunch of spoiled young geniuses.

Mo Yuheng made a tactic with both hands, and the pressure became even greater.

Suddenly someone couldn't take it anymore and knelt on the ground with a plop.

Mo Yuheng wanted to go over and throw the opponent down, but the opponent still gritted his teeth fiercely and refused to lie on his stomach, the sweat rolling from his forehead fell to the ground with his hands on the ground.

In the end, it couldn't withstand the increased pressure again, even if the teeth were gnashed, it was useless.

Lie down on the ground and passed out with a bang, Mo Yuheng snorted coldly and threw the opponent out.

Someone below caught it.

Mo Yuheng was not afraid of offending the other party: "This kind of bastard, dare to miss Sister Yang."

This sentence hit a lot of people with slaps in the face, their faces were completely white, and they wished they could come up and beat Mo Yuheng to death.

It's a pity that they didn't dare, and they still had reason.

They deserved it, why did they force Yang's father to hold this martial arts competition to recruit relatives.

The result is so embarrassing.

Ms. Yang's eyes were shining brightly. Sure enough, this little girl is not simple.

Helping myself solve the problem, these people who are born in big families dare not say a word and feel happy!
Thinking about the intimidating and seductive faces of these people, I couldn't get angry.

Father Yang thought more, but looked at his daughter again: "Where did this girl come from? Why didn't I know you had such a friend."

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(End of this chapter)