Chapter 2951
Fortunately, Zhi Han didn't hear Ling Chuxi's voice. Otherwise, most of them would be angry and spit blood. The first few sentences were OK, but there was a little bit of empathy. But what's the meaning of the latter sentence? First lift yourself to a very high height, and then step on your own foot, by the way, give her face gold? How hateful!
Zhi Han also looked at Ling Chuxi, two people's eyes at each other, at the same time flashed a touch of divine light.
They are very confident, with their own strength, it is not difficult to defeat other elixirs, but if they want to win the final victory and get peizhencao, they have to defeat their old enemies.
As time went by, the long incense had been burning for half, and the speed of other elixirs was getting slower and slower. Some people were already sweating and hesitated for a while, but Ling Chuxi and Zhihan still did not write a word.
This kind of competition is totally different from the contest of martial arts and magic. There is no sword and sword shadow, and there is no air in the sky. However, the atmosphere is extremely solemn.
Looking at the contemplative Ling Chuxi and Zhi Han, including Gu Ji and Yi Zhuangzi, all of them also showed the color of contemplation.
Everyone knows that it is impossible to accurately identify each kind of spirit grass from the spirit grass which is cut into pieces and mixed into a ball. Of course, if you want to win this victory, you don't need to identify every kind of spirit grass. Just one or two more than others. But Ling Chuxi and Zhi Han obviously don't want such a victory. They are trying to find a way To accurately identify all the spirit grass and defeat the opponent with a complete victory.
Looking at those two equally young, the same beautiful beautiful face, people's heart has some kind of expectation, also has some inexplicable excitement.
In the crowd, a bleak figure slightly showing the green mulberry, a long time of attention to Ling Chuxi's face on the stage.
"I believe you, Chuxi, you can win." Ling Yichen clenched his fist, and his eyes were as firm as ever.
Changxiang burned a small half and won only a third, and it was getting closer and closer to the end of the competition. On the stage, Xu Qingyun has put down his pen and sighed. On the wooden plate in front of him were a total of 100 kinds of spirit grass. He had identified 82 kinds of them, which was his limit. The other 18 kinds could not be identified in any case.
Although there are some regrets, but look at the look of other elixir masters, Xu Qingyun knows that their achievements may not be better than their own. To tell the truth, he is quite conceited about his own Dan power. If Ling Chuxi and Zhihan are not present in this conference, he is still very hopeful to win the first prize, but he can be refined to the top in the face of the two He has no hope at all. Anyway, he can't refine that kind of elixir. This is the gap of strength.
Think of here, he suddenly found that until this time, Ling Chuxi and Zhi Han two people have not started writing, but from time to time big eyes stare at each other a few eyes.
"What does that mean?" Xu Qingyun is a little confused. A column of incense is about to burn out. Why don't they do it? Do they stare at the cloud to see who's eyes are bigger. If that's the case, he will be happy.
Unfortunately, the ideal is plump, but the reality is bony. Before Xu Qingyun's YY is over, Ling Chuxi moves, and Zhihan moves at the same time. Regardless of the order, they take out the alchemy furnace at the same time and throw that pile of spiritual grass into it at the same time.
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Zhi Han also looked at Ling Chuxi, two people's eyes at each other, at the same time flashed a touch of divine light.
They are very confident, with their own strength, it is not difficult to defeat other elixirs, but if they want to win the final victory and get peizhencao, they have to defeat their old enemies.
As time went by, the long incense had been burning for half, and the speed of other elixirs was getting slower and slower. Some people were already sweating and hesitated for a while, but Ling Chuxi and Zhihan still did not write a word.
This kind of competition is totally different from the contest of martial arts and magic. There is no sword and sword shadow, and there is no air in the sky. However, the atmosphere is extremely solemn.
Looking at the contemplative Ling Chuxi and Zhi Han, including Gu Ji and Yi Zhuangzi, all of them also showed the color of contemplation.
Everyone knows that it is impossible to accurately identify each kind of spirit grass from the spirit grass which is cut into pieces and mixed into a ball. Of course, if you want to win this victory, you don't need to identify every kind of spirit grass. Just one or two more than others. But Ling Chuxi and Zhi Han obviously don't want such a victory. They are trying to find a way To accurately identify all the spirit grass and defeat the opponent with a complete victory.
Looking at those two equally young, the same beautiful beautiful face, people's heart has some kind of expectation, also has some inexplicable excitement.
In the crowd, a bleak figure slightly showing the green mulberry, a long time of attention to Ling Chuxi's face on the stage.
"I believe you, Chuxi, you can win." Ling Yichen clenched his fist, and his eyes were as firm as ever.
Changxiang burned a small half and won only a third, and it was getting closer and closer to the end of the competition. On the stage, Xu Qingyun has put down his pen and sighed. On the wooden plate in front of him were a total of 100 kinds of spirit grass. He had identified 82 kinds of them, which was his limit. The other 18 kinds could not be identified in any case.
Although there are some regrets, but look at the look of other elixir masters, Xu Qingyun knows that their achievements may not be better than their own. To tell the truth, he is quite conceited about his own Dan power. If Ling Chuxi and Zhihan are not present in this conference, he is still very hopeful to win the first prize, but he can be refined to the top in the face of the two He has no hope at all. Anyway, he can't refine that kind of elixir. This is the gap of strength.
Think of here, he suddenly found that until this time, Ling Chuxi and Zhi Han two people have not started writing, but from time to time big eyes stare at each other a few eyes.
"What does that mean?" Xu Qingyun is a little confused. A column of incense is about to burn out. Why don't they do it? Do they stare at the cloud to see who's eyes are bigger. If that's the case, he will be happy.
Unfortunately, the ideal is plump, but the reality is bony. Before Xu Qingyun's YY is over, Ling Chuxi moves, and Zhihan moves at the same time. Regardless of the order, they take out the alchemy furnace at the same time and throw that pile of spiritual grass into it at the same time.
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