The main purpose is to interfere with Wuhua's alchemist competition.

This move was completely inspired by Dean Wuhualu

Isn't it just crying?

Who doesn't know what to do?

If you and Dean Fang cry together, then they will call the gangsters from the street to cry together to see who can outshine the other.

Anyway, in their academy, only Lin Ye has no competition, and there is no need to worry about Lin Ye's mental quality, so Jing Tao is not afraid anymore

With such thoughts, it’s so loud to cry.

When the little old man heard the crying, he intervened and stopped crying.

Wiping his tears, he calmly sat side by side with Dean Fang of Fanghua College, and the two looked at each other in confusion.

But most of the students from Jingtao College have completed the competition, but the alchemists from other colleges have not yet.

And even if you have plugged your ears with cotton, you can still hear this loud cry.

The participating alchemist suddenly collapsed

What's going on today?

Crying in mourning

The little old man had the same idea as these students, but he still asked.

"Did someone in Jingtao Academy die? They even came to the arena crying in mourning, tsk tsk," the little old man said sarcastically with a half-smile.

Dean Geng ignored him and still sat as steady as a mountain.

The senior officials of major colleges whose students were not competing looked extremely ugly and demanded strongly: "Dean Geng, your Jingtao College is the organizer. Shouldn't your college send someone to handle this matter?"

"What are you dealing with? Are you stupid? This matter is obviously the Jingtao Academy thief shouting to catch the thief," the little old man revealed.

The senior officials of the colleges were shocked. Is this really the case?

"Dean Geng, this kind of underhanded tactics is a bit excessive," Vice President Lin accused.

Dean Geng was there, looking like he didn't know what Vice Dean Lin was talking about.

"Vice President Lin, let's just tolerate it and just treat President Geng's relatives as dead, and let's understand him," the little old man advised.

Vice President Lin: ""How can President Geng tolerate this?

Dean Geng can't bear it.

If you can't bear it, that bad old man Wuhua will have to argue with him endlessly.

As a result, the cries and shouts completely became a different scene in the alchemist competition arena, accompanying each group of competitions without interruption from the beginning to the end.

Soon, it was the turn of Feng Qiyue’s last group to compete.

After the previous rounds of competition, most of the participating alchemists looked not very good. Of course, the crying completely affected their performance.

In this last group, Wuhua students accounted for a larger proportion, about thirty, so when they came on stage, the crying suddenly increased by hundreds of decibels. What the judges and host said was

Can't hear it at all

However, they also roughly knew what the judges and host wanted to say, and once the timer started, they immersed themselves in refining the elixir.

While other students were racing against time to refine it, Feng Qiyue picked up a handful of herbs and carefully selected them.

No one knows what she picked, but they know that time flies by in seconds.

About ten minutes later, some alchemists completed the refining one after another.

The people who were watching melon-eating took a look and saw that it was nothing fancy.

Those who were the first to complete the refining were all unpretentious.

When they walked down, all the Wuhua students had smiles on their faces and looked like they were doing well.
Chapter completed!