Didn’t care about everyone’s dissatisfaction, contempt, and worries.
After Li Wenjiang and the other three heard this answer, their original solemn expressions softened slightly.
Only Li Wenjiang's expression still showed some dissatisfaction.
Yesterday, Oscar's bluff and bluff really frightened everyone in Wuhun Hall.
However, the calm and calm Li Wenjiang still saw some clues.
Although it was judged that Oscar was most likely a bluff, our own morale had been pushed to the bottom by Oscar's operations.
Even if he stood up at this time and exposed Oscar's tricks.
Others in the team may not join him in fighting Oscar.
In this helpless situation, Li Wenjiang had no choice but to hand over most of the flame seeds to Oscar openly.
In fact, a large amount of fire seeds are hidden secretly.
Although these flame seeds were not enough to support them, they achieved a very good ranking.
But with a night of crazy plundering and a morning of bloody hunting.
Li Wenjiang and the others also gained a lot, and at the same time, they had a glimmer of hope for the championship.
Especially when I saw that the teams that came with Oscar had quite good results.
Because this means that the part of the flame seeds plundered by Oscar was shared equally among the four teams.
The flame seeds in the hands of Oscar's team may not necessarily give them a sure win.
Of course, such a conclusion is based on the information he knows.
If only he knew that Oscar had gained a lot this month, and that before they came, he had gained a huge amount of flame seeds from a gambling battle with Yuan Wei.
It is estimated that at this moment, their faces have turned into African skin color.
"Haha... It seems that the champion of this Fire Spirit Competition is none other than my Spirit Hall!"
Above the stands, Bishop Lucas looked at the three-foot-high flaming liquid with satisfaction and said with a smile on his face.
For this Fire Spirit Competition, he not only arranged for three families who secretly took refuge in Wuhun Palace to act as internal agents, but also arranged the strongest lineup for the Wuhun Palace team.
If you can't win this, wouldn't it be the same as having Wang Zha plus four 2's Tianhu deck in Doudizhu defeated by others?
Hearing Lucas's proud words, all the old men in the stands looked solemn.
As for Heathers, a province covered by imperial power and family power, no one would hope that the power of Wuhundian can rise.
Just as the atmosphere became increasingly tense, the attendant who had quietly left before suddenly returned to Zhang Zhicheng.
In the blink of an eye, a piece of paper the size of a palm was thrust into Zhang Zhicheng's hand.
Slightly skimming the contents of the note, Zhang Zhicheng's face first showed a hint of joy, and then was covered up by a hint of sadness.
"Bishop Lucas, there is still a small team whose results have not been released yet."
"Isn't it too early to book the first place now?"
After a pause, Zhang Zhicheng calmed down the sadness of the previous second and glanced at Lucas with a calm expression.
Hearing Zhang Zhicheng's tough reply, Lucas seemed a little unimpressed.
In his opinion, his old enemy is just being tough and doesn't want to admit defeat.
Without further arguing with him, Lucas waited for the results of the three Oscars with a smile on his face.
He wanted to see what excuses the old man would have after the final results of this team came out.
As Li Wenjiang and the others walked off the platform, everyone around them stopped talking about Wuhun Hall's achievements.
They all focused their eyes on Oscar, and their eyes were full of expectation, as if they were cheering for the dragon-slaying warrior.
In this way, the three Oscars, under the expectation of everyone, walked up to the high platform and arrived in front of the Juyan Stage.
"Can't you find a bigger 'bowl'?"
Looking at the round vessel, Oscar frowned for no reason. He made a faint muttering sound, which almost staggered the staff standing nearby who could hear it clearly.
Take out several full bags from the soul guidance device and barely put them into the vessel.
The young man who was checking the height of the inflammation fluid looked at the exaggeratedly large sac, took a mouthful of saliva, and said with some doubt.
"These...these are...fire seeds?"
No way, the amount of flame seeds Oscar took out... was a bit exaggerated.
At least what is certain is that this kind of situation has never happened in the past few sessions!
"It doesn't matter what I say, the height of the flame liquid later will not lie to others."
Regarding the other party's doubts, Oscar did not deliberately emphasize it. Instead, he spread his hands and shrugged indifferently.
Seeing how relaxed and confident the other party was, the young man stopped asking any more questions and said respectfully.
"Please three of you put your hands into the groove and inject soul power."
After hearing the young man's words, Oscar and Ma Hongjun immediately put their hands into the groove, leaving only Zhu Zhu alone, standing aside awkwardly and smiling bitterly.
"Master...I..."
Seeing the embarrassment on Zhuju's face, Oscar suddenly realized that Zhuju has endless soul power.
"It's okay! I'll take care of it!"
Without blaming the candle, Oscar confidently put his other hand into the groove and comforted the candle.
Then he and Ma Hongjun injected soul power into the groove.
As the soul power of the two people continued to be injected, the Yanjing Liquid Heart Pillar also made a sound, which was louder than before.
The chirping gradually stopped, and the inflammatory liquid in the heart column of Yanjing Liquid surged up rapidly like a wild horse running wild.
One foot, two feet, three feet...
Seeing the rising trend of the inflammation fluid without slowing down, the young man next to him who was responsible for testing the height of the inflammation fluid almost dropped his jaw in shock.
The people around were also frightened by this scene, their expressions were dull, and there was no sound at all.
"I heard from the elders that in the previous Fire Spirit Competition... the best score was only four feet and one foot. This..."
As the flame gradually climbed to a height of five feet, a voice came from the people around the high platform.
Before I finished speaking, the area around the platform instantly turned into a bustling city, noisy and chaotic.
"Isn't this too strong? Fortunately, this guy was not the first to take the stage, otherwise we would be too embarrassed to go up."
"I see that the current height of the flame liquid is estimated to be five feet, and it is still rising!!!"
"How many flame seeds did this guy get this month?"
"Hehe, this...I don't know, but what I know is that our Second Young Master Yuan has contributed a lot."
"Second Young Master Yuan seems to be looking at you!"
"I'm sorry! Brother, why didn't you tell me earlier, run away, run away."
Watching the three figures disappear into the crowd, Yuan Wei clenched his hands, and the deep anger and regret in his eyes were undoubtedly revealed.
......
"Mo Yancheng...?"
"Oh, I remembered. Isn't Moyan City the only city on the way from Emperor Tiandou to our place?"
"But... the head of the Zhu family in Moyan City is just a low-level soul emperor. How is it possible... how is it possible to cultivate such an amazing talent?
A beautiful person?"
Just when the flame liquid had climbed to a height of six feet, an old man in the stands murmured to himself with half surprise and half confusion.
"No wonder this guy can easily defeat that boy from the Yuan family and even make the three Soul King players from the Wuhundian team suffer."
Hearing the old man's murmur, Zhang Zhicheng was so excited that he crumpled the note that the attendant had quietly sent him into a ball.
The worry in his eyes before was gone at this moment, leaving only surprise and joy.
The moment he read the note, he had already guessed the true identity of the boy named "Lucian".
However, at that time, Zhang Zhicheng was still pessimistic about whether he could defeat the Wuhundian team.
After all, there is a huge difference between defeating one powerful Soul King and defeating three powerful Soul Kings.
However, now it seems that I still underestimated the young man's strength.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhicheng was filled with joy. Nothing makes him happier than finding something lost.
While he was in a happy mood, his peripheral vision could not help but rest on Lucas's face.
At this time, Bishop Lucas no longer had the joy on his face, instead, there were black lines on his forehead.