Chapter: 1662

"Who is that?"

Deng Tong asked curiously.

"My monster, and...my disciple."

Ning Qi smiled.

His monster and his disciple?

The faces of the elders showed strange expressions, and they glanced at Niu Dazhuang. Could it be that this guy is Ning Qi's disciple?

"No, absolutely not!"

Nu Tao let out a low snort.

"Oh? Elder Fu, why?"

Ning Qi looked at Nu Tao and smiled lightly.

"Let's not say that our Yunqi Sect will not send a monster to participate in the qualifying competition, let's just say your disciple, is it him? How can he participate in the qualifying competition with a mere one-star Douhuang?"

Nu Tao said coldly.

"Whether you can compete or not is not up to you."

A trace of disdain appeared at the corner of Ning Qi's mouth. After casting a glance at Nu Tao, he looked at Deng Tong. He knew that Deng Tong was the only one who could make the decision here.

If Meng Qingling was in the sect, he would directly ask Meng Qingling for these two places.

A hint of hesitation appeared on Deng Tong's face, "Human sects have never had a reason to send monsters to participate. Your disciple, that's fine. How about this? I'll give you a spot, Ning Zhenchuan, are you satisfied?"

One quota...

Ning Qi frowned slightly, then stretched it out, smiled at Deng Tong and said, "That's it, thank you Elder Deng Tong!"

"Elder Deng, please think twice about this matter. If I, Yun Qizong, are placed at the bottom again because of this son, wouldn't I be laughed at by the world!"

Nu Tao looked at Deng Tong coldly.

"There is no need to discuss this matter again, let it be like this, anyway, it is not the first time that our Yun Qizong is ranked last."

Deng Tong smiled lightly.

At this moment in his heart, Ning Qi's status is already higher than Nu Tao's. He is naturally very happy to be able to sell favors to Ning Qi. No matter what Nu Tao says, it will not change the result.

Seeing this, Ning Qi bowed his hands to Deng Tong again, then turned and left. Seeing this, Nu Tao couldn't help shouting: "Ning Qi, do you dare to make a bet with me!"

Ning Qi paused slightly, looked at Nu Tao, and said, "Elder Nu, what do you want to bet with me?"

"I bet your disciple won't make it to the third round!"

Originally, Nu Tao wanted to say that he would not be able to make it to the second round, but he still kept his eyes open and said that the third round would be safer.

"Well, what's your bet?"

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"An arm."