Chapter 340: One Foot Green Light

After all, Fairy Ning was still a kind-hearted girl, and she was somewhat concerned about Mo Qingkuang's life-saving grace.

Now that Xiao Baihu has won over Mo Qiangang for nothing, he feels a little sympathy for him, plus the family is indeed not short of money.

He simply offered Mo Qingkuang 10 million low-grade spiritual stones, which would belong to him no matter he won or lost.

When Mo Qingkuang heard this, he glanced at Ning Xian in surprise. Regardless of his position, this girl was really good.

He has a kind heart and does things he doesn't do.

But unfortunately, I already have someone in my heart, and the positions of both parties have determined that they can hardly even be friends.

"No need, let's wait until the competition is over. Don't worry, although I, Mo Qingkuang, am not a good person, I am willing to admit defeat." Mo Qingkuang shook his head and rejected Ning Xian's kindness, and hugged the licking dog away from Ning Xian and the others. , as if he was afraid that they would snatch him alive.

Ning Xian frowned slightly when he saw this, a little unhappy.

Ji Han even said angrily: "Don't be frivolous, don't be ungrateful! What does delaying time mean to you? Why do you have to persist in a game that you will definitely lose?"

"If we wait any longer, the result will not change! Ling Chen has already won!"

"Haha..." Mo Qingkuang ignored him and looked at the field, wondering what he was thinking.

After all, Ning Xian was soft-hearted and sighed: "Forget it, just wait until Lin Yang's refining is finished. The competition is not over yet, so the outcome of the bet cannot be decided lightly."

"What if, what if another miracle happens?"

In the end, even Ning Xian didn't know why he said such words.

Even she herself didn't believe this miracle, so it should be a comfort to Mo Qingkuang's fragile soul who was about to lose and go bankrupt.

"Miracles, how can there be so many miracles? Fairy Ning is so kind-hearted, why are you still talking to him?" Ji Han looked unhappy, and he faintly heard something else from Ning Xian's tone.

Ling Chen in the field also looked confident of winning, and he was even more proud after being praised by President Su He.

There have been so many youth alchemist competitions in the history of the Blue Flame Empire, but President Su He rarely opens his mouth to praise others.

Everyone who was praised by him eventually became the final champion of the current Alchemist Competition.

Have you been appointed by default?

"Ling Chen! Ling Chen! Ling Chen!"

The audience roared his name, which made him feel excited.

After losing to Lin Yang in the preliminary round yesterday, you forced yourself to hold back Mo Qiangang's ugly lips and hand over the bet.

He was so angry that he didn't sleep last night. He knew that if he lost to Lin Yang again today, he would suffer so much infamy that the younger generation would never be able to hold their heads high.

He carefully adjusted his condition, calmed down his mood, and finally performed exceptionally well in today's rematch and became a blockbuster!

Refining a fourth-grade intermediate elixir to a fourth-grade peak quality is easy to say, but extremely difficult to do for young alchemists like them!

The audience didn't believe it, and he himself didn't believe it. There was someone who could do better than him!

He looked at Lin Yang who was still busy with cold eyes, refining at the same time, refining the medicine with fierce fire, right? No matter how many tricks you come up with, the quality of the final elixir will not be as good as mine.

In everyone’s opinion, isn’t it still a clown’s performance?

And don’t be frivolous! Don't be so frivolous!

Why did I back down for a moment and not take another gamble with him?

If you know this is the case, you and Mo Qingkuang will spend all your net worth, and you will also borrow all the net worth of your teacher and all your friends and classmates. You must make Mo Qingkuang spit it out with all the profits!

Now, all I can do is mock Mo Qingkuang and Lin Yang after the game.

Just when he was thinking about it, a clear voice sounded near him: "Report to the reviewer, the junior has also finished refining."

Has the second successful contestant appeared? The speed is quite fast, only a little slower than myself.

Which talented person is he?

Oops, why did the cheering stop? Suddenly quiet?

He found that the audience had dumbfounded expressions. Could it be that something terrible had happened?

Ling Chen looked around with scrutinizing eyes, but was horrified to find that everyone else was still immersed in their work, and the one holding the elixir high with both hands was actually Lin Yang who was not far in front of him!

Ling Chen was shocked! How is that possible!

When Lin Yang opened the furnace, half of the incense sticks had been burned. It took less than a quarter of an hour from the time the furnace was opened to the full time. Whether the refining could be completed within the stipulated time was a question.

From the beginning, he subconsciously ruled out that the second person to complete the refining was Lin Yang. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Lin Yang!

He glanced at the pill in Lin Yang's hand in disbelief, and suddenly laughed with relief: "Hahahaha..."

"Lin Yang, I admit that you are quite capable of using strong fire to refine medicine and still make it successfully, but you don't have to make it shoddily just to keep up with me!"

Yes, he saw that the elixir in Lin Yang's hand, although it had become an elixir, was slightly mottled on the surface and not as crystal clear as his ethereal elixir.

It seems to contain a lot of impurities, as if it was the result of hastily making elixir just to meet the schedule.

This made him feel relieved and he couldn't help but taunt him.

Lin Yang's speed is indeed amazing, twice as fast as him, but in his opinion, the quality is obviously not as good as his own.

When the surrounding audience heard what he said, they suddenly came to life and started laughing.

"Is that a pill? Why does it feel like a ball of mud to me?"

"Lin Yang is so funny! In order to catch up, he actually put the cart before the horse!"

"Hahaha, a friendly reminder to Lin Yang, the semi-finals are about the quality of the pills, not the speed of pill formation!"

"Hahahaha"

"Don't be so determined, your pill will at most rank last! You're eliminated!"

...

Lin Yang ignored him and just waited for the referee's appraisal.

Unlike the mockery of the audience and Ling Chen, Su He on the stage had a solemn expression. He looked at Lin Yang in surprise and wanted to say something but didn't say it.

He raised his hand to take back the mottled ethereal pill in Lin Yang's hand, and under the mocking eyes of everyone, he carefully put it into the nine-color treasure box.

"Mo Qingkuang, what else do you have to say now? Lin Yang's pill, there is no hope!" Ji Han also said sarcastically beside Mo Qingkuang.

But the next moment, Ji Han's eyes froze!

Not only him, Ning Xian, Ling Chen, and even all the eyes in the audience, all froze!

In the Nine-Colored Treasure Box, at first a one-foot-high beam of light slowly rose up, and everyone was delighted.

This is the result of barely making a pill, and its quality is even lower than the original grade! Isn’t a one-foot beam of light the standard for barely making a pill?

But when they saw the color of the beam of light clearly, they could no longer speak or laugh.

It was as if a big hand was strangling their throats, and they couldn’t breathe!

Everyone’s eyes were wide open.

Because they saw that the beam of light rising from the Nine-Colored Treasure Box was actually green!