Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

What's more, Ji Daoyi has talent, hard work and resources.

Ning Feng not only has average talent, but his martial arts have also fallen behind a lot over the years because of Su Xinyue. He is afraid that he can't even reach the general level of A-level talent.

But he accepted Ji Daoyi's challenge at this time?

"Young Master Ning, do you really want to go to the ring to compete with Young Master Ji?" Chuan Donghai looked at Ning Feng and said.

"if not…"

Ning Feng said this, pushed the door open and walked out.

Following Ning Feng, the first one was Xia Tian.

Xia Tian frowned slightly. She didn’t understand what Ning Feng was doing. Why did he accept Ji Daoyi’s challenge in a fit of anger?

Ji Daoyi has been training between the Star Gate and the underground cave for many years, and his practical experience is much stronger than that of warriors of the same level. He is not comparable to them, a group of rookies who have not even entered the underground cave a few times.

This, she admitted in the summer.

"Young Master Ning, you are very brave. Hahaha." Jiang Nianchu, who was eager to watch the fun, followed him out.

"Ning Feng is sick, does he really think he can beat that monster Ji Daoyi?" Su Xinyue muttered as she followed him out, but she really wanted to see Ning Feng make a fool of himself and be pinned to the ground and taught a lesson by Ji Daoyi.

Only Chuan Donghai and his son Chuan Hu were left in the room.

"Dad, when did Young Master Ning become so tough? Not only did he stop licking Su Xinyue's ass, he even dared to challenge Ji Daoyi. Dad, is Young Master Ning's brain not working properly?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go out and take a look."

"Okay, Dad!"

……

On the stage,

boom,

Ji Daoyi held the alloy knife and stepped heavily on the ground with one foot.

With the ground shaking violently, his body fell on the stage like a cannonball.

Ning Feng slowly walked to the stage and stood opposite Ji Daoyi.

"??"

"It's Ning Feng. Isn't that man Ji Daoyi from a military family?"

"What are they two doing?"

"What are you doing? What can you do on the ring? Of course you're going to fight. You can't be fighting."

"Ning Feng is fighting against Ji Daoyi from SS. What a joke. I believe it's a trick."

The arena was soon surrounded by students from Southeast University of Martial Arts, who stood below the stage and pointed at the two men.

Everyone knows Ji Daoyi, and everyone is even more familiar with Ning Feng.

But it was beyond everyone's expectations that these two people could appear on the ring at the same time.

And in everyone's impression.

Ji Daoyi has always been a crazy cultivator. He doesn't even come to school and spends most of the year training in the star gate or underground caves.

Ning Feng, a professional bootlicker, has been following Su Xinyue around all year round.

These two people have nothing to do with each other. I have never heard of them having any intersection. How could they suddenly run to the ring to fight?

"Are you sure you can make the decision? Otherwise, I really don't want to bully you."

Ji Daoyi was holding the alloy knife and as he spoke he put the alloy knife into his space ring.

He felt that there was no need to use weapons to deal with Ning Feng, and Ning Feng didn't seem to have any intention of using weapons.

Ning Feng looked at Ji Daoyi's posture and said with a smile: "Don't worry, as long as you can beat me, I can do anything for you."

Seeing Ning Feng boasting, Ji Daoyi raised his thick eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "Young Master Ning, it's meaningless for us to fight like this, why don't we add some spice!"

"Bet? Tell me, what kind of bet do you want?"

Ning Feng stared at Ji Daoyi, as if he could see through his thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Ji Daoyi said bluntly, "I am a straightforward person. I am just a little interested in the three boxes left by the old Martial Saint. Do you dare to bet with me on this?"

"You lose, give me the box."

"I lose, you can set the terms."

As soon as these words came out, the scene was in an uproar.

Everyone naturally noticed that Ji Daoyi was staring at the box in Ning Feng's hand.

He pretended to be doing it on impulse and raising the stakes, but in fact he must have been prepared for it.

At this moment, everyone looked at Ning Feng, wanting to see how he would react.

Ning Feng's eyes were extremely sharp, staring at Ji Daoyi like a layer of ice, and the corners of his mouth raised a little, "I don't accept this bet."

"Ning Feng, if you are afraid, just give in..."

Ji Daoyi stopped talking halfway.