Chapter 107

"Draw? How can it be a draw? Damn! I can't even win!" Meng Chaoyang wanted to slap himself twice, and his face was full of unwilling and decadent color.

On the contrary, Zhang Tianmiao was not as unwilling as Meng Chaoyang after being stunned for a moment at first. Instead, he shook his head with a wry smile, hugged his fist and bowed deeply to Meng Chaoyang.

"I have to see brother Meng's methods today, and I admire them very much." Zhang Tianmiao said sincerely.

Facing Zhang Tianmiao's worship, Meng Chaoyang had to restrain his mind and worship the other party.

The two men looked at each other and saw the deep surprise in each other's eyes. Neither Meng Chaoyang nor Zhang Tianmiao expected a draw.

Although Zhang Tianmiao behaved calmly, his heart was actually not calm.

The result of the draw was beyond their expectation, but it seemed reasonable to calm down and think about it.

Both of them are two Ding alchemists, and they also have a high reputation in their respective sects. Although Meng Chaoyang lags behind in the ranking of Dan League, the gap between the two in their Dan attainments is very small.

Meng Chaoyang took a few deep breaths, but also calmed down. He knew very well that if he hadn't won in his own risk, he would have lost this game if he hadn't won in time by grabbing progress.

Although he didn't win the match, he saved face, whether it was his own or Dan Zong's.

The disciples on both sides of the Dan sect and the ten thousand medicine sect were still unable to accept the result of the draw, but they had to accept it. After all, this was the first judgment made by the head of the ten thousand medicine sect, which was absolutely the most fair.

Zhang Tianmiao returned to the girl and the thin young man. The thin young man nodded to him, but the girl snorted, as if she was very dissatisfied.

Zhang Tianmiao smiled wryly and said, "younger martial sister, I've tried my best. Meng Chaoyang is really powerful. Next, I still rely on you, younger martial sister."

The girl curled her mouth and patted Tianmiao on the shoulder: "it's still up to my girl to do it. You know how to be lazy one by one."

Zhang Tianmiao was speechless. He didn't lazy, but did his best. However, Meng Chaoyang's performance was better than he expected, so he couldn't win this game.

On the other side, Meng Chaoyang came to Fang Lin and Gu Liuli. Gu Liuli wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Fang Lin, with a smile on his face, seemed not to worry at all that the next person to appear was himself.

Seeing that Fang Lin was still smiling, Meng Chaoyang also showed a wry smile and shook his head, "the next one is you. Do you still think it doesn't matter?"

Fang Lin smiled: "don't worry, I won't lose."

Meng Chaoyang was helpless. He didn't understand why Fang Lin had always been so confident.

After the first battle with Zhang Tianmiao, Meng Chaoyang no longer dared to underestimate the people of wanyaomen. Since the girl was selected as the candidate for the battle, she obviously has extraordinary strength. Even if Fang Lin has a good mentality, she should feel some pressure.

At this time, the eyes of the danzong people also fell on Fang Lin.

In the eyes of these people, there is complexity, expectation, despair and encouragement.

In short, most people still expect Fang Lin to turn the tide.

Among many danzong elders, Meng Wuyou and Mu Yan are looking forward to Fang Lin's performance, but even they don't have much confidence in their hearts.

The elders who were at odds with Fang Lin, such as Zhao Dengming and Yu Zhen, were even more complicated.

If Fang Lin wins, he will be the hero of the Dan sect, and he will win the support of many Dan sects.

This is not a good thing for them. After all, the relationship between them and Fang Lin is not generally poor.

And if Fang Lin lost, they didn't feel very happy, because Dan Zong would be laughed at by Wan Yaomen again, and in the whole dry country, I don't know how many people will laugh at Dan Zong.

So, Zhao Dengming and his group are standing here at the moment, which is called a tangle.

However, in addition to a few people whom Lin hated, other elders still hoped that Fang Lin could win.

On the stone platform, the old man surnamed Gong seemed in a good mood, while the ancient Taoist wind on the side looked ancient, as if everything outside could not make him have emotional fluctuations.

"Brother Gu, are you sure you won't change for the third time?" The old man surnamed Gong suddenly said with a smile.

Gu Daofeng's face was expressionless: "there is no need to change people."

Gu Daofeng actually wants to say that there is no better candidate to change, whether to lose or win. Anyway, he has long been psychologically prepared.

The old man surnamed Gong looked at Fang Lin below and said strangely, "this boy doesn't think it's reliable. I'm afraid we'll win the third game easily."

The ancient road said coldly, "maybe this third game is our effortless victory."

The old man surnamed Gong was a little surprised that Gu Daofeng actually said so, which showed that he had great confidence in the boy.

However, no matter what the old man surnamed Gong thinks, Fang Lin doesn't look like that kind of hidden Dandao genius.

Moreover, the old man surnamed Gong is very aware of the strength of the people on their side. It can be said that the girl is the real killer of their ten thousand medicine sect this time, and the last one will not lose anyway.

The two people in front, whether the thin young man or Zhang Tianmiao, although they are also Dandao geniuses, are still a little worse than the girl.

Originally, the old man surnamed Gong wanted to come, and he should be able to win all the first two games, so that the girl arranged for the third game would not have to be exposed.

But now it seems that this trump card cannot be hidden and must be shown.

Under the gaze of everyone, Fang Lin walked onto the Dan altar with confidence, and even waved to the Dan sect disciples in the distance from time to time.

On the other side, the girl also walked close, and when she saw Fang Lin waving his hand, she immediately sneered.

"I'll make you happy for a while now. I'll see you can't cry later." The girl secretly laughed in her heart.

Fang Lin and the girl stood opposite each other. Fang Lin had a smile that he thought was very charming, and the girl was also smiling, but it was indeed sneering.

Elder Na Dan looked at Fang Lin and sighed in his heart. Although he didn't hold much hope, he was still willing to see Fang Lin turn the tide.

However, the elder of the ten thousand medicine sect thought that this one was no need to compete at all. If he let this aunt and grandmother do it, there would be no suspense for a long time.

"In the third scene, Dan Zong Fanglin, Dugu Nian of the ten thousand medicine gate, refined the essence Qi pill within three hours, and the time and quality of the pill were used to judge the outcome." Elder danzong shouted, announcing the beginning of the third scene.