2953. Chapter 2953 What I want is absolute victory
Fortunately, Zhihan didn't hear Ling Chuxi's inner voice, otherwise she would probably be so angry that she would vomit blood. The first few sentences were okay, and there was a bit of sympathy for each other, but what does the latter sentence mean? First, lift yourself to a very high level.
height, and then stepped on her to put some gold on her face? It’s really hateful!
Zhihan also looked at Ling Chuxi, their eyes met, and a flash of divine light flashed at the same time.
They are all confident that with their own strength, it is not difficult to defeat other spiritual alchemists, but if they want to win the final victory and get the Peizhen Grass, they must defeat their old enemy.
Time passed slowly, and the long incense stick had burned more than half of the time. The other spiritual alchemists were getting slower and slower. Some people were sweating profusely, holding the pen and hesitated for a long time, unable to write a single word.
Ling Chuxi and Zhihan still didn't write anything.
This kind of competition is completely different from the competition of martial arts and magic. There is no flash of swords and shadows, and there is no aura soaring into the sky, but the atmosphere is extremely solemn.
Looking at Ling Chuxi and Zhihan who were contemplating, everyone, including Gu Zhizhi and Master Yi, also looked thoughtful.
Everyone knows that it is basically impossible to accurately identify each type of spiritual grass from the chopped spiritual grass mixed into a ball. Of course, you do not need to win this victory.
To identify each kind of spiritual grass, all it takes is one or two more than others. However, Ling Chuxi and Zhihan obviously do not want such a victory. They are thinking of ways to accurately identify all the spiritual herbs.
, to defeat the opponent with a complete victory.
Looking at the two equally young and equally beautiful faces, people felt a bit of anticipation and a bit of inexplicable excitement.
In the crowd, a bleak and slightly bleak figure paid attention to Ling Chuxi's face on the stage for a long time.
"I believe in you, Chu Xi, you will definitely win." Ling Yichen clenched his fists, his eyes unwavering as before.
The long incense burnt out for another half, and only won the next third. The end of this competition was getting closer and closer. On the stage, Xu Qingyun had already put down his pen and sighed. On the wooden plate in front of him
There are a total of one hundred kinds of spiritual herbs, and he has identified eighty-two kinds. This is also his limit. The other eighteen kinds cannot be identified no matter what.
Although he was a little regretful, looking at the expressions of other spiritual alchemists, Xu Qingyun knew that their results might not be much better than his own. To be honest, he was quite conceited about his alchemy strength. If
This time there were no Ling Chuxi and Zhihan in the Dan Conference. He still had great hope of winning the championship in one fell swoop, but facing two opponents who could refine the top-notch special-grade holy elixir, he had no hope at all.
, anyway, he couldn't refine such a magic elixir no matter what, this was the gap in strength.
Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that until this moment, neither Ling Chuxi nor Zhihan had started writing, but they were glaring at each other from time to time.
"What does this mean?" Xu Qingyun was a little confused. The stick of incense was about to be burned out. Why didn't they do anything? Could it be that they were glaring at Yun because they wanted to compare whose eyes were bigger? If that was the case, then
He was really going to burst into laughter.
It's a pity that ideals are plump, but reality is skinny. Before Xu Qingyun's sexual intercourse was over, Ling Chuxi moved, and Zhihan also moved at the same time. In no particular order, they took out the alchemy furnace at the same time.
The pile of broken spiritual grass was thrown in at the same time.