But there was no need for him to do anything. Vice President Lin, feeling relieved, patted his butt and left.

The little old man and Fang Hua's Dean Fang looked at each other and then left.

Dean Geng's anger did not cool down so quickly, and his face was still dark.

It wasn't until a shocked teacher told him that the third competition was about to begin that he adjusted his mood and went out to watch the competition.

When the senior officials of various colleges in the VIP seats saw Dean Geng coming back, they all greeted him somewhat politely.

Dean Geng didn't want to say anything, he just nodded to them and sat down in his seat.

The little old man came over again at this time, pretending to be concerned and asked: "Old Geng, how are you doing? I'm worried to death."

"You die!" Dean Geng roared angrily. Apparently when he saw the little old man, he lost control of his temper.

He thought even more bitterly in his heart, this damn thing dared to ask how he was doing and even went to the rest room to piss him off. How could he be so shameless when he had the nerve to ask?

"If I don't die, I'm afraid you won't see me and miss me," the little old man said shamelessly.

Dean Geng's body was shaking again, and he was breathing heavily.

Seeing this, the little old man stopped as soon as he could, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I won't say anything."

After saying that, he returned to his original position and sat down. However, after sitting down, he still couldn't help but whisper, "Why are you so shy? In private, you are not like this to me."

Although the voice of these words was lower than the previous ones, as any cultivator is not one with sharp ears and eyes, Dean Geng could not hear these words.

However, Dean Geng kept building up his mind, and then he was able to sit calmly in the VIP seat and watch the alchemist competition.

In the third event, only 200 alchemists participated. There were still a group of 50 alchemists, divided into four groups, and took the stage one after another.

Feng Qiyue and others are still in the last group, and they are also the group that attracts the most attention.

However, among the first three groups, there were also Wuhua students participating, so the little old man's mind turned entirely to the competition instead of continuing to be angry with the dean.

Only the senior officials in the VIP seats were able to watch the game quietly.

In a self-selected elixir competition, the contestants must choose the ones they are most confident and good at. In such a low-level competition, there are very few alchemists who dare to break through. Therefore, the first three groups of competitions are particularly satisfactory.

Almost no highlights

In addition, the mourning voices stopped at this time, and the good environment of the competition field was simply touching. Therefore, even if the alchemists in the first three groups were relatively conservative, they basically showed their true abilities. The game was over.

By the time, many alchemists had already revealed a confident smile on their faces.

When the last group of alchemists came on stage, it was already an hour and a half later. Their group was among the top 50 with the best results in this alchemist competition. It can be said that the elite alchemists from various colleges gathered together, and the competition was also abnormal.

fierce.

But in the eyes of the crowd, Feng Qiyue still paid the most attention, and from time to time, some of it would be given to Lin Ye from Jingtao Academy.

Some of the first places in the second category were ignored.

But Che Yu didn't care. He knew that he didn't get attention because he was unknown. This was also a very normal thing. But he believed that after today, he would definitely be famous in the vast continent. By then, everyone would be famous.
Chapter completed!