"How stupid." Yang Shu curled his lips and said, "These old guys just can't lose their dignity. If it were me, I would definitely challenge the tower master to compete with those below the third level. Haha!"
"Pfft!..." Mo Liancheng collapsed, "Why do you think so?"
"You don't know? These old guys are originally eighth-grade alchemists. They know that the winning rate will be very low when compared with a ninth-grade alchemist. But they are self-righteous and do not want to take advantage of others. If they are better than the basic skills, the chance of winning will be greater.
Already."
"..."
The next day.
Mo Liancheng showed up early in the morning.
It appeared because he heard that Bai Shuiling would take office today.
And this reincarnated old monster actually proposed a ninth-grade elixir!
That sentence surprised many people.
Not only those in the audience seats, but also the people in the Dan Pagoda were extremely surprised.
Mo Liancheng naturally wanted to join in the fun.
At this time, Baishui Ling smiled lightly and was preparing the elixirs with a relaxed expression. He took out the elixirs one by one from the storage ring. There were three or four ninth-grade elixirs, and the rest were basically eighth-grade elixirs.
medicine.
Sima Zhong's expression was also calm, and he was preparing in the same leisurely manner.
Mo Liancheng was still vaguely aware of his dignity.
"Boy, who do you think will win?" The old madman's voice suddenly appeared next to Mo Liancheng. And this old guy actually asked for a chair from somewhere and sat down.
Mo Liancheng said helplessly: "I don't know...I don't know about Miss Bai's strength." To be more precise, he didn't know what Bai Shuiling's strength was before reincarnation. And after reincarnation...when she first came, she
She is only at the seventh level and has not recovered the strength above the eighth or ninth level, which means that she came here in a hurry. Maybe she came here because she heard about the Alchemy God Conference and didn't want to miss it.
Coming here in such a hurry, there is no guarantee that there will be insufficient preparation, and it is really hard to say whether we will win.
The old madman's thoughts are consistent with Mo Liancheng's.
Later, Mo Liancheng sighed, "I thought she was the last one to come on stage, but there are still forty or fifty people who haven't come up yet." Originally, Bai Shuiling asked him whether he came on stage first or she.
"She chose the best time. Hehe." The old madman smiled meaningfully, "Sima Zhong had been practicing eight spiritual pills before. If he suddenly comes to the ninth grade, will he still have energy?"
"?!..." This is quite shameless.
Mo Liancheng understood it immediately and felt funny. This old monster from the Bai family was probably really angry and didn't want Sima Zhong to be the god of alchemy.
On the stage, the two people were already refining the elixir.
Mo Liancheng looked at it carefully.
He thought that ordinary people's alchemy would not be of much benefit, but these two people were different, both were in the ninth level. Sure enough, he saw that their alchemy techniques were quite special. Even if some of them were used in a very dark way, Mo Liancheng would hide them from view at most.
Come up with some clues. This time, the opportunity is rare.
The alchemists around him were watching closely.
Bai Shuiling's strength has been unfathomable since she reached the eighth level in the ranking battle. Today, when they heard her talk about ninth-grade elixirs, these people gasped, although some people guessed that she was a ninth-grade elixir.
Although she is an alchemist, it is still very shocking to hear her say it in person.
Time passes gradually.
Evening came, and the two people on the stage were still refining the elixir. Gradually, the setting sun disappeared, and the night began. The surrounding lanterns and torches illuminated the place almost like daylight.