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Ji Kong also felt that Yun Chujiu had contributed a lot to his ability to deal with the bitter Zen sect, because that female devil was much trickier than those people from the bitter Zen sect.

Ji Kong had won three people in a row. Master leyi was very gratified. He thought that it was not in vain for him to send two disciples to that little girl to be tortured. It was still very effective.

At this moment, another disciple came up from the bitter Zen sect.

Although this disciple was older than Ji Kong, he was much younger than those who had come up from the bitter Zen sect previously.

That disciple had a proud look on his face. He said to Ji Kong, “This penniless monk, Yuan Ji from the bitter Zen sect, please enlighten me.”

Yuan Ji was the successor disciple of Master Xuanzhi. In the bitter Zen sect, he could call the wind and summon the rain, so he was very proud.

Moreover, not only was he proficient in Buddhism, but his cultivation was also very good.

His talent was really shocking. He was already at the third level of the Blue Buddha Lotus, and Ji Kong had just broken through to the eighth level of the Black Buddha Lotus. The difference was not just a little bit big.

Therefore, Yuan Ji did not put Ji Kong in his eyes at all.

Ji Kong had heard about Yuan Ji from a master leyi yesterday. He knew that Yuan Ji’s talent was amazing, so he had some fear in his heart even before he started to debate the scriptures.

Yun chujiu shook her head. Ji Kong would definitely lose this round.

The brave would win when they met on a narrow path. Ji Kong had already lost in terms of momentum before he even started the competition.

Sure enough, Ji Kong was defeated after fifteen minutes.

Although Ji Xu had fought with Ji Kong before, their relationship was very good. When he saw that Ji Kong was defeated, he immediately went on the stage and wanted to avenge Ji Kong.

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Two more Zen sect disciples went on stage in succession, but they also ended in defeat.

Yuan Ji won four rounds in a row, and the arrogance on his face became even more apparent. If he won one more person, the winner of the scripture debate would be their bitter Zen sect.ραпdαs `nᴏνɐ| сom

The Zen sect disciples of the “Ji”generation looked at each other. No one had the courage to go on stage.

The reason was simple. If they lost this round, the Zen sect would lose. The responsibility was too great! They could not afford it.

Moreover, Yuan Ji was not only proficient in Buddhist dharma, but he also had an imposing manner. They knew that they were no match for him, so why should they go on the stage and embarrass themselves? !

Yuan Ji, who was on the stage, sneered when he saw that no one was going on the stage. “Amitabha. Could it be that no one from the Zen sect is going to accept the challenge? If no one is going to accept the challenge, Master Defang, can this round be considered as my victory without a fight?”

At this moment, a clear voice rang out. “Hold on.”

As the voice rang out, a young monk with delicate features leaped onto the stage.

Master Liaowu’s head buzzed. Why did this troublemaker go up? Did she know what Scripture debate was?

However, he thought about it again. Forget it. Other people would lose anyway. If she was willing to go up and jump around, then so be it.

Yuan Ji had already met Yun chujiu yesterday and snorted coldly. “That’s fine too. You and I are both personal disciples of the sect masters of the two sects. I also heard that your Buddhist skills are profound, so you can barely be considered as my opponent.

“Listen well. The heart, Buddha, and all living things are empty. You can debate now.”

Lonely Little Monk pressed his palms together. “Amitabha. There’s no rush, there’s no rush. allow this penniless monk to introduce himself.”

Yuan Ji:”…”

He thought that it was fine. If he allowed this penniless monk to introduce himself, it would be even more embarrassing.

Therefore, Yuan Ji didn’t say anything and acquiesced.

The little monk immediately put his palms together and said to the crowd, “This penniless monk’s dharma name is lonely. I’m the last disciple of the sect leader of the Zen sect.

I’ve been worshipping the Buddha at the Thousand Buddha Cave of the Zen sect. It was because of the Buddha’s enlightenment that I followed my master here.”

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