Everyone's eyes fell on Yan Qingyu.

But at this time, Yan Qingyu was silent.

Even slowly, the originally white face slowly turned rosy.

It is strange, dead silent, so much that it makes people breathless.

"cough……"

Suddenly, some people in the crowd below could not bear it and coughed lightly. The old host on the stage suddenly shuddered and came to his senses.

Then he couldn't help but turn his head and eyes to burn the sandalwood... It just so happened that it was burning.

"Time, time limit is up."

The old host opened his mouth and shouted after a while.

The sound fell, looked at Yan Qingyu, then cleared his throat and said, "Half-time inspection, Mo, the head of the Mo family... wins, win!"

In full view of everyone, the result is self-evident.

But even so, when he said this, the old host still felt a little trembling inexplicably.

And the brief uneasiness followed by a secret sigh. The originally silent audience was in an uproar at the moment when these words were finished!

A dignified eighth-level medicine emperor, just like that... was defeated?

This, this is too...

But the facts are right in front of you and there is no way to fake it.

Moreover, not only was it defeated, but it also defeated so ugly, which was simply jaw-dropping.

Everyone was shocked by this result, and the people in the Medicine God Hall were even more bloodless at this moment. Then, some people began to choke and cry...

The eighth-level Medicine Emperor, the beacon in the hearts of many Medicine Sect members... But at this moment, it collapsed and completely collapsed.

This blow is fatal.

So slowly choked and turned into whimpering sounds, and finally turned into wailing.

Even many older, gray-haired pharmacists were trembling all over, their eyes were red, and they could not control themselves.

Seeing this, the other halls couldn't help but frown. But in the end, they could only sigh and had nothing to say.

The crying suppressed the discussion, and the scene became a little messy.

At this moment, Yan Qingyu, who had been silent on the ring, suddenly raised his eyes, looked at Mo Fengwu, and said:

"Is it too early to be proud now?"

Yan Qingyu's voice was not loud, but it instantly made the entire central square quiet.

The people from the Pharmacist Hall who were crying in the audience even looked up suddenly and stayed on the spot for a while.

Too early to be proud?

What does this mean?

Could it be...there is still a turning point? But just now...

Everyone was stunned. But Mo Fengwu raised her eyes when she heard this: "What does this mean?"

Yan Qingyu sneered and said, "Literally. Don't forget, this is the Lingtai Fight. It's not you and me who decide the winner, but..."

Speaking of this, Yan Qingyu paused slightly, then stretched out his finger and slowly pointed upwards.

"sky."

Mo Fengwu couldn't help but look at the old host who was still confused.

At this time, Yan Qingyu tidied up his clothes, then looked at the host's old man in the beginning, and said:

"Sergeant, open the stone card."

When the host heard this, he suddenly shuddered and came to his senses.

Then he coughed lightly and said, "Uh, yes, stone cards, stone cards..."

As the time of speaking, the sound of the spiritual drum sounded, the entire central square was quiet.

Immediately afterwards, the old host took out the stone tablet that had been dripping blood from his arms again, and then respectfully placed his hands on the table. After three bows, his spiritual power was shocked and he said:
Chapter completed!