Don’t you like to scream? Don’t you like to ridicule? Don’t you like to target Ping An Medical Center?

Don’t you like having Ye Liang come back?

Okay, let’s start again.

Come as many times as you want, Ye Liang will accompany you all.

The result is the same anyway, nothing will change.

A player like Shi Huanfeng is only halfway through the process of refining, and is far from the final stage.

Ye Liang has already refined nearly ten pills.

What is the ultimate humiliation? This is it.

In terms of strength, the Holy Medical Sect was in despair and had no room to fight back.

Shi Huanfeng's refining movements had stopped long ago, and he looked in the direction of Ye Liang in disbelief. Such a big and proud person was completely frightened.

The referee and staff had just checked carefully. After the farce, everyone was staring at Ye Liang and preparing to laugh. Ye Liang had no chance to cheat even once, let alone nearly ten times?

This is definitely strength, unquestionable strength.

Thinking of this, Shi Huanfeng became desperate.

Now, there is no confusion, no resentment, no jealousy in his heart. The only emotion left is despair.

No matter what, it was impossible to catch up with Ye Liang's speed. Even if Ye Liang gave him one hour or two hours, I'm afraid he would still lose.

But at this moment, Shi Huanfeng was not the most embarrassed. After all, he had been quietly refining the medicine without expressing any opinions. At most, he was just crushed.

The most angry and shameful person on the stage was so angry that he fainted.

And secondly, there are those who have been speaking for the Holy Medical Sect and constantly mocking Ping An Medical Center.

At this time, the scene in the venue was really like a morgue, quiet and strange, and the auditorium was filled with pale dead faces.

So cool, so cool.

At this moment, only this word can describe the mood of those who stand on Ye Liang's side.

Luo Tong's eyes were filled with tears and he was about to cry.

Just now all these people were attacking Ye Liang and Ping An Medical Center.

What ugly words, all used.

It was so hard to hear that Luo Tong and others could hardly accept it. Later, she had covered her ears and refused to argue with them any more.

And it didn't take long for them to be proud, before Ye Liang had already made the best response.

Afterwards, the entire audience was speechless.

But this was not the end. Pills were born one after another from Ye Liang's medicine refining furnace, like heavy hammers hitting the chests of these people, making them even more speechless.

The entire Holy Medical Gate venue was turned into a morgue.

Ye Liang was so successful that the people at Ping An Medical Center cheered. After all the gloomy mood just now, some people began to mock him loudly.

"Speak? Why don't you speak? Let's hear what you say and see if you can be as arrogant as before?"

"Hahahahaha, I laughed so hard. Don't you like to do it all over again? How many times do you want Mr. Ye to do it over again?"

"It doesn't matter if we start over, but we have to give money. We can't let Mr. Ye refine medicine for them in vain, hahahaha."

"Where is the head of the Holy Medical Sect? Come out and say something, why is there no sound at all?"

"Stop talking, stop talking, they are all mute. The medicine Mr. Ye made is poison, which made them all mute. I think Mr. Ye is cheating. Let's rematch!"

For a moment, Ping An Medical Center was like a happy playground, with constant taunts. Others were too ashamed to say a word, and could only listen to the taunts, wishing they could dig a hole in the scene.

Bury yourself in it.

Those who did not participate in the Taoist Medical Sect's ridicule just now smiled with relief and were sincerely happy for Ye Liang's victory.

At this time, Ye Liang raised his hand and asked: "So, do I still need to continue practicing? Do these pills count for me?"

Hearing this, another old man at the judges' table vomited blood.

Zhang Chuanlin laughed loudly and said: "Forget it, of course, Ye Liang, put these pills away and don't let the people from the Holy Medical Sect take advantage!"

Hearing this, Ye Liang smiled and said, "Of course."

With that said, he really collected all the pills, looked at Simmons aside and said, "Mr. Referee, do you want to take one? I think your condition is not right."

Even this professor from the Western Empire looked at Ye Liang like a monster, his face as green as iron.

The monster is an out-and-out monster. How could someone use a broken furnace to make medicine?

And he still made so many elixirs in half an hour!

"snort!"

At this point, Simmons can't change anything and can only walk back to the audience.

Looking at the direction Simmons left, Ye Liang sneered.

How could he not know that this furnace had been tampered with? He didn't even need to check it. He could have already noticed something was wrong with just a little touch.

But, even if the furnace is broken, what impact will it have?
Chapter completed!