Chapter 323 My Brother Mu Ri!

After listening to Mo Qingkuang's words, everyone felt that this was a tough talk and strong words!

Can a profession like alchemist be the same as a warrior? A leapfrog challenge?

It is whatever level it is supposed to be. Has Mo Qingkuang made himself stupid through practicing during these days?

"Mo Qingkuang, you have also practiced the formation method. In the world of formation masters, can you defeat the fifth-level formation master with a third-level formation master?" Long Yan said, suppressing the urge to slap Mo Qingkuang to death.

Mo Qingkuang shook his head arrogantly: "Just because I can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it!"

"Oh? What kind of genius is that? This old man in the alchemist world has some news. Is it something I've heard of?" The more Long Yan talked, the more he felt that he had been brought in by Mo Qingkuang.

Why bother talking to him about something that is obviously impossible?

But he just couldn't swallow it. He had to let Mo Qingkuang say something ugly, otherwise he would have something to say in front of the envoys of the two countries!

"Let me go first!" Mo Qingkuang struggled hard.

Long Yan snorted and waved his hand, lifting the restriction on Mo Qingkuang.

Mo Qingkuang took out the copied entry list from his arms and pointed to a name on it.

He said in an exaggerated tone: "Look! Look carefully! My brother, Mu Ri!"

"He crushed you trash and won the championship in this continent-wide alchemist competition!"

"Muri? Who is Muri?" Everyone was stunned when they heard the words. Mo's frivolous tone seemed to be like the holy son of Medicine God Mountain, invincible.

Even the Holy Son of Medicine God Mountain would not dare to say that their Alchemist Branch is full of rubbish!

At least Ling Chen and several other fifth-level alchemists are not much worse than the Holy Son of Medicine God Mountain.

Isn't his frivolous brother Mu Ri? Why?

Everyone looked closely and saw that the name of the contestant Mo Qingkuang was pointing to was indeed Mu Ri.

But at this entry level, there are only third-grade alchemists?

Everyone was dumbfounded. Ling Chen even pointed at Mo Qingkuang and yelled: "Mo Qingkuang, you are stupid! With a third-grade alchemist, you dare to talk nonsense to me?"

"If nothing else, he might not be able to pass the preliminary round!"

"That's right! In the past, many third-level alchemists were eliminated in the preliminary round. Do you think this third-level alchemist will win the championship?"

"If he can win the championship, I will eat these ten big cauldrons alive!"

Listening to Ling Chen's exaggerated words, Mo Qingkuang rolled his eyes at him angrily: "Don't cheat on me by eating or drinking!"

"you……"

Before Ling Chen could get angry, Mo Qingkuang said again: "Since you trash think you are so powerful and look down on my brother! How about we make a bet?"

"How to bet! A finger? Or a stinky tongue in your mouth?" Ling Chen shouted. Mo Qingkuang had completely pissed him off, and he would dare to take the bet even with his life.

On the other hand, Long Yan frowned, suddenly realizing that something might be fishy, ​​but he couldn't figure it out for the moment.

"My body, hair, and skin are all my parents deserve! I won't bet you on this!" Mo Qingkuang shook his head.

Gently touching the Sumeru Ring on their hands, everyone felt their eyes dazzled. Mountains of elixirs were piled on the ground, and various monster inner elixirs were bouncing on the ground like glass beads.

At a glance, there are between one and two thousand elixirs of various types, and there are nearly a thousand demonic beast inner elixirs!

We had long heard that Mo Qingkuang’s Imperial Academy team had returned from the autumn hunt with loads of food, but no one expected that there would be so many!

This is almost as good as the harvest of their entire alchemist branch!

This is what Chen Kong and the others handed over to Mo Qingkuang after the autumn hunting was over. It was indeed a lot.

Mo Qingkuang was not handed over to Fu Qing to take back to support the country for the time being, but was reminded by Mo Fan and had the foresight to stay for the time being.

With these things in mind, Mo Qingkuang couldn't believe that these alchemists wouldn't be tempted!

"I'll bet you this!"

The eyes of all the alchemists were red, and their breathing became a little faster.

These materials are already in the past. When they refine them into elixirs, their value will be increased several times. These are all white spiritual stones!

Indeed, no one can refuse.

Even Long Yan, a seventh-grade alchemist, could not stop these students from having a gambling fight with Mo Qingkuang.

"Tell me! How to bet?" Ling Chen was the first to stand up.

He loves money and would never do anything without some benefit. Now that Mo Qingkuang is feeding him all the fat, how can he not eat it?

"Bets are of equal value. You can't just watch me take out something, and you can't bring out some dry goods? If I lose, everything belongs to you, but if I win, I'll get nothing?" Mo Qingkuang looked unhappy. .

Hey, you still want to win?

All the students sneered in their hearts.

Everyone is sure of victory and takes out various things from the Sumeru Ring!

"I'll bet you a fourth-grade elixir recipe!"

"I'll bet you a fifth-grade elixir!"

"I bet on a fifth-grade elixir!"

"I'll bet on you with my traditional medicine cauldron!"

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The things that the alchemists brought out were all kinds of things, but most of them were related to refining medicine.

But alchemists are extremely rich after all. They are one of the richest professions in the entire continent.

Soon the value of what these alchemists took out was several times that of what Mo Qingkuang took out.

Are you showing off your wealth in front of us? Are you afraid that you don't understand the situation?

But they are not fools and would not gamble their gold with silver. I just took it out and shook it around, telling Mo Qingkuang not to pretend, we also have it.

Then he wanted to take it back.

Mo Qingkuang was jealous. With so many good things in his eyes, how could he let you take them back?

I want them all!

Mo Qingkuang waved his hands repeatedly to stop them from taking back the things, and shouted: "Wait, wait, wait, I'll take them all!"

"Are you stupid? Although you have a lot of things, they are not as valuable as ours. You are fooling a fool!"

"That's right! If you want to bet, bet on equal amounts. Do you still want to take advantage?"

The alchemists cursed Mo Qingkuang for being greedy and whimsical.

He shouted loudly several times, and then signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Let's bet on the first place in this preliminary round! I only bet on my brother Mu Ri! If any one of you wins the first place, you win!" Mo Qingkuang waved his hand and said proudly.

"What do you think? I suffered a great loss! You bet these things with me, and you still make money!"

Hearing Mo Qingkuang's words, everyone was stunned!

If they weren't on good terms, someone would touch Mo Qingkuang's forehead and wonder if his brain was burnt out.

He didn't want to be the banker anymore, he wanted to be the sidekick and let the entire Alchemist Branch be the banker!

According to probability, hundreds of alchemists and nearly a thousand alchemists are fighting against the first place in the preliminary round, and the probability is much greater than that of Mo Qingkuang choosing one alone.

I don't know if Mo Qingkuang's brain is really burnt out, or he is just throwing money around foolishly.

Anyway, none of them thinks they will lose!

"Okay! Let's bet!"