The Yun Family's Ninth Child Is An Imp!

At this time, a disciple with an aquiline nose stood up, he said, “Master, that lone has come up with two debate questions in succession. Next, it’s our bitter Zen sect’s turn to come up with a question. I just happen to have a debate question. I guarantee that this lone can not answer it.”

Master Xuanzhi raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a deep voice, “Yuan Qing, please tell me about it.”

Yuan Qing walked to Master Xuanzhi’s side and whispered a few words. Master Xuanzhi nodded his head approvingly and said, “In that case, you can go on stage now.”

Yuan Qing went on stage with a smug look on his face. Yun Chujiu’s expression was the same as usual, but she thought to herself, as the saying goes, ‘the person who comes is not kind.’She must seize the opportunity.

Thus, she said, “This penniless monk will come up with the debate questions this time.”

Yuan Qing snorted coldly. “You have already come up with two debate questions in succession. It should be our bitter Zen sect’s turn.”

“Most of the previous debate questions were produced by Your Bitter Zen sect. I only came up with two. That’s not too many, right?”Yun Chujiu said indifferently.

If it wasn’t for the sake of maintaining the lonely little monk’s “Innocent and harmless”persona, this fellow would have long scolded Yuan Qing to the point of being shameless!

Yuan Qing rolled his eyes. He knew that it was useless to argue with Yun Chujiu, so he said, “You and I don’t have to argue anymore. Let Master Defang decide.”

Yun chujiu sneered in her heart. That old monk Defang was definitely from the bitter Zen sect. He would definitely side with the bitter Zen sect.

However, before she had the time to stop him, Master Defang said,

“Although most of the previous arguments were put forward by the bitter Zen sect, there are five rounds in this round. The questions should be put out in turn. This round should be put out by the bitter Zen sect.”

Yun chujiu cursed the old monk in her heart, but she also knew that since Master Defang had spoken, there was no room for change. She said lightly, “Since Master Defang has said so, then you should give the questions.”

A smug look flashed in Yuan Qing’s eyes. He stretched out his right hand and said, “This penniless monk has an inch-long mouse in his hand. Do you think it’s alive or dead?”

Inch-long rats, as the name implied, were only about an inch long. They were very small and exquisite.

This kind of inch-long rat was not of a high grade. Its attack power was also very average, but it was good at grinding ink. Some people raised it as a spirit pet.

Yuan Qing’s words immediately caused a huge uproar. The people below the stage discussed animatedly, “This time, that little master lonely will definitely lose. The inch-long rat in Yuan Qing’s hand must be alive.”.

If lonely little master said that the inch rat was alive, then Yuan Qing will squash that inch rat to death. Lonely Little Master will guess wrong.

If lonely little master says that the inch rat is dead, then Yuan Qing will not do anything. Lonely Little Master is still wrong.”

“You’re right. This question is very similar to the question that lonely little master came up with previously. This time, lonely little master will definitely lose.”

“I really don’t want young master lonely to lose. However, there’s nothing I can do about it. This is a dead end.”

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Master Liaowu and the others naturally guessed this point. They couldn’t help but shake their heads and sigh. Everything was set in stone. Yun Chujiu had relied on her cleverness to win two rounds before, but in the end, she was still returned.

Yuan Qing’s face was full of pride. He urged, “Lonely, don’t Dawdle anymore. Just admit defeat!”

Yun chujiu sighed, “I know. No matter if I say that the inch rat is dead or alive, it’s a defeat.”

Yuan Qing said arrogantly, “It’s good that you know. Since that’s the case, are you admitting defeat?”