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Chapter 1155: Think Clearly Before You Speak

Shi Huanfeng beside him was blown up for a few meters, and he couldn't get up on the ground. He buried his face on the ground. It seemed that he didn't dare to look at the furnace that had been blown.

The person in the jury and the audience seat, at the same time blank.

"Why, what's going on?" The head of the Shengyi door was blank and asked doubtfully: "Why does the furnace explode suddenly ?? Why ??"

Hearing the words, the elders next to the elders were secretly stinging, and there was no dare to make a hint of sound. I ca n’t see it in my head. How can we know? Besides, the furnace is the head of the head.

So why don't you blame them on their heads.

On the other side of the Ping An Medical Museum, I am happy like a happy paradise.

"Hahahaha! I have seen it, have you seen it, what genius is this genius directly fried!"

"Laughing to death, isn't it crazy just now? Why is the furnace exploded now?"

People from the Ping An Medical Museum are only a very small part of the entire venue, but their voice almost runs through the audience test, especially from Ye Lian's elixir, and the audience only has their voice.

Those who are concerned about the Holy Medical Gate and have a sense of superiority listening to the Sacred Medical Door's sarcasm, anxious and angry, want to say a word for the Saint Door, and want to ridicule back, but you can't think of any words to refute.

In front of Ye Liang a five -minute elixir, now there is Shi Huanfeng direct furnace, and a round of critical strikes makes people from the Saint Door no say in a word.

In the judges, the deadly silent, only Zhang Chuanlin smiled secretly.

In the upcoming stage, it is basically impossible to advance. Even if you come again, you can't keep up with other ordinary players who have already made more than half of it.

This was originally the sinister intention of the Holy Medical Gate. I hope that in the last stage, the people of the Ping An Medical Museum will blew up, so that they have no chance to turn over, but I did not expect that this design is now retribution to their own themselves.

On the body.

Ye Liang laughed and didn't speak, but looked at Luo Tong and Liu Ye.

Their trauma is about to be completed.

However, in ten minutes, the flames in the refining furnace gradually extinguished. They almost opened the furnace cover at the same time. A beautiful green elixir appeared in the white mist.

Although it is not as good as Ye Liang, the quality is already very good.

Huang Kanghe did not understand why his design did not work, and he looked at the elixir on the jury seat. Several judges endured the elixir uncomfortable. Zhang Chuanlin laughed and announced that all the two elixir passed the level.

Luo Tong and Liu Ye became the third and third place in this round of tests. Shi Huanfeng of the Saint Medical Gate directly has the opportunity to compete for the next round of places at all.

After losing Shi Huanfeng, it is undoubtedly a devastating blow to the Holy Medical Gate. Don't say Ye Liang, the remaining stinky fish and rotten shrimp. Luo Tong and Liu Ye can step on them with their feet.

The eight players who entered the next round were born, and only one of them was the disciple of the Holy Medical Gate. It was the eighth place that barely entered.

This time, it can be said that there is no suspense at all. The faces of the Saint Medical Men's judges are black and unacceptable, but they must have to announce this result.

What's more important is that there are still gambling contracts between their Holy Medical Gate and Ping'an Medical Museum. If they lose, the signboards of Shengyimen for hundreds of years will be dismantled, leaving only a pair of loess, and their

This is the end of the doctor's career ..

Before the doctors' conference began, in order to prevent the Ping An Medical Museum, they also specifically asked for the gambling contract. The entire Long State Medical Association already knew this, and would not allow them to have any room to play.

Holy Medical Gate has basically ruined more than half.

The wrinkles on the head of the head had dried up for several years, and stood up tremblingly. When he was about to declare the winner, a sound sounded.

"The head of the head, please wait a minute first."

The voice came from Ye Liang, who came to the stage again, and his cold eyes stared at the head.

The anger of the head has been controlled for a long time, but at this time, it was completely outbreak and angrily: "What else do you want to do !!"

"The doctor's conference has not ended yet! You can't sentence our death penalty !!"

"I know." Ye Liang smiled and said, "I did not say that the doctor conference was over, but I had to praise you. You guessed it was right, I came to the death penalty of the Saint Door."

After hearing the words, the head of the head narrowed, and said coldly: "Boy, what do you mean!"

"What do you mean?" Ye Liang smiled even thicker. He took a collar of Shi Huanfeng and asked with a sneer: "I don't know if you want to explain this" genius "of your Holy Medical Door?"

"Remind you, I am giving you a chance, you'd better want to speak clearly."
Chapter completed!
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