"Oh, young people are good at everything, but they are too arrogant. If she had not spoken out arrogantly before, Gu Dansheng might not have set such a rule. Now Master Ling will have to ask for trouble." In the audience,
A white-haired alchemist said with sympathy and emotion.
"Yes, Gu Dansheng originally looked at her differently, but she really doesn't know how to advance or retreat. I'm afraid Gu Dansheng also wants to teach her a small lesson. Even if she loses, she will bring it on herself, no one else can blame her."
"That's right, jade cannot be used until it's cut. Young people don't know how high the sky is, so they can just hammer it." Other spiritual alchemists also echoed.
They thought that Ling Chuxi's excessive self-confidence had aroused Gu Dansheng's dissatisfaction, and they wanted to take this opportunity to beat her, but they did not notice that Gu didn't know that the light in Gu's eyes flickered when he looked at Ling Chuxi.
There is a bit of curiosity and a bit of expectation.
Compared with Zhihan's ecstasy, Ling Chuxi's face was calm. The discussions of the alchemists in the audience also reached her ears, but her expression did not change at all. Maybe in the eyes of others,
She speaks wildly with confidence, but only those who know her character will know that since she dares to say such things, she has full confidence.
After adjusting one's breath for a moment, Gu Wenzhen's voice started, and the third round of competition finally kicked off.
On the spacious competition stage, only Ling Chuxi and Zhihan were left. Everyone's eyes were fixed on them. They were really the center of attention.
The spiritual grass needed for the five spiritual pills was already prepared. Zhihan and Ling Chuxi took out the pill furnace at the same time. With a wave of their jade hands, the real fire swayed out. Soon, the intoxicating fragrance of the spiritual grass emitted from the furnace.
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Their sleeves were like flowing clouds, and with their agile techniques, the real fire seemed to have spirituality, dancing under the alchemy furnace.
It was the first time for most of the people present to see the two of them refining alchemy with their own eyes, and they were all deeply attracted by the flowing yet beautiful techniques. After just one glance, they could no longer take their eyes away.
This was not the first time they had seen someone making elixirs, but this was the first time they had seen someone who could make elixirs so beautiful.
As the real fire swayed, they couldn't help but feel excited and intoxicated.
Zhihan's face was stern, showing a somewhat daunting coldness.
Although she had determined that Ling Chuxi could not refine the spirit-restoring pill, there should be no problem with the other four spirit pills. She still had some understanding of Ling Chuxi's level of pill refining.
If she loses to Ling Chuxi with the other four spiritual pills, even if she defeats Ling Chuxi with the last spiritual restoration pill, it can only be considered a tie. Even if she is judged to be the winner in the second round, both of them are tied.
A win, a loss, a tie, this was not the result she wanted.
She finally found an opportunity to trample on Ling Chuxi, hit her in the face with a counterattack in public, and regain the face she had lost before. She would not miss it easily.
In this round, she not only had to win, but she also had to win perfectly and not give Ling Chuxi any chance.
"Ding", with a pleasant sound, Zhihan opened the stove lid, and a spiritual elixir with a cloud of elixirs appeared in front of everyone, and the refreshing elixir fragrance also drifted in the wind.
Almost at the same time, a spiritual elixir with the same elixir cloud flowed out of Ling Chuxi's elixir furnace.
Two perfect elixirs, like the sun and the moon competing for brilliance, were suspended above the head, spinning several times before slowly falling down.