Chapter 365

Li Jianlong really wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood, and his most confident plants would lose to Fang Lin.

"Fang Lin, you won. Come down quickly." The deacon of the Dan League said helplessly.

Fang Lin heard the words, curled his lips, without the slightest surprise, as if he had heard a very common thing.

"If you win, you'll win. What's the fuss? Just give me the azure liquid, and I won't come down." Fang Lin said indifferently.

The deacon of Dan Meng rolled his eyes and then looked at Li Jianlong: "you lost. According to the previous bet between you two, Tianqing liquid belongs to Fang Lin."

Seeing that long's face was ugly, he didn't expect to lose, and was even more unwilling to give Tianqing liquid to Fang Lin.

"I want to see his atlas!" Li Jianlong gritted his teeth and said.

The deacon of the Dan League frowned, but still gave Fang Lin's Atlas to him.

Li Jianlong turned the album, and the more he looked, the more gloomy his face became. Turning to the back, Li Jianlong's face was full of disbelief, and his hands seemed to tremble.

"How is it possible?" Li Jianlong kept roaring in his heart. Fang Lin's Atlas had a great impact on him.

Li Feng also came over. After looking at it for a while, his face was full of disbelief.

From the beginning to the end, Fang Lin's Atlas was completely correct. There was no error in any place, and the annotation was extremely detailed.

In contrast, the content of Li Jianlong's annotation is much worse, not only there are a few small mistakes, but also in the level of detail, it is not as good as Fang Lin.

At this time, Li Jianlong completely understood why Fang Lin was not as efficient as himself at the beginning. It turned out that others commented in much more detail than himself.

If he hadn't read Fang Lin's Atlas, Li Jianlong would still be a little unconvinced, but now that he has read Fang Lin's Atlas, Li Jianlong has only one feeling --- complete defeat!

Yes, it can only be described as a complete defeat. Li Jianlong found that he was really a joke, confident from beginning to end, and lost so thoroughly.

Now, his face is lost. Even tianqingye, a natural treasure like Tiancai, gave it to Fang Lin, which made him return to the Li family. How can he explain it to the Li family elders?

"Are you sure? Bring the azurol." The deacon of Dan Meng urged, and he also disdained Li Jianlong in his heart.

This guy is really stupid. Fang Lin's previous performance was so shocking. Fortunately, he had to gamble with him. Isn't this looking for death?

Is it all right now? What's the use of losing and not being convinced? The bitter fruit planted by yourself should be swallowed by pinching your nose.

Li Jianlong's heart is really dripping blood. That day, the green liquid is not something he can use, but something of the family. If this is given to Fang Lin, even if Li Jianlong is a genius of the Li family, it is estimated that he will inevitably be severely punished.

The most important thing is to lose face!

"Hurry up, don't dawdle." Deacon Dan Meng said impatiently that he was also very busy and had no time to tangle with these trivial things here.

Li Jianlong took out the gourd with azure liquid with trembling hands and reluctantly handed it over to the deacon of the Dan League.

Deacon Dan Meng took it over, squinted at Li Jianlong, and then handed the gourd to Fang Lin under the murderous eyes of Li Jianlong and Li Feng.

Fang Lin took the gourd with a smile, said thanks, and then grandly put the gourd into the Jiugong bag.

"Li Jianlong, do you have anything good? Otherwise, how about another gambling fight?" Fang Lin shouted.

Li Jianlong's face turned white with anger. He really wanted to gamble with Fang Lin again. It was best to win Tianqing liquid back.

But after this setback, Li Jianlong also completely understood that Fang Lin was completely a pervert. Unless you have absolute confidence and 100% confidence, you should not gamble with him, otherwise, you will always lose.

At that moment, Li Jianlong and Li Feng returned to their positions with gloomy faces, and tried not to look at Fang Lin, otherwise the more they looked, the more they felt.

Seeing this, Fang Lin stopped laughing at them and focused on the competition between Zhao Shenkong and Guo Zhen.

At this moment, the situation on the court has gradually changed.

Guo Zhen's dark purple flame seemed to suppress Zhao Shenkong's golden flame. At least on the surface, Guo Zhen did have the upper hand.

Meng people immediately applauded and seemed very excited. If this could suppress Zhao Shenkong, then Meng won half of the alchemist's Congress.

At this time, the people in the cloud country are worried. If Zhao Shenkong loses, his face will be lost.

However, Zhao Shenkong himself did not look flustered, and he didn't even move his eyelids.

Boom!!!

The next moment, I saw the golden flame that had been suppressed, suddenly burst into dazzling light.

Then, a golden Firebird spread its wings and went straight to Guo Zhen with a bright golden light.

"Fire soul!!!"

"My God!"

"How is it possible?"

"Is this going against the sky?"

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Among the people, there were bursts of exclamations, and countless people were shocked.

Fang Lin also contracted his pupils and was secretly shocked.

With an unstoppable momentum, the golden Firebird rushed directly to Guo Zhen. Guo Zhen's face changed greatly and immediately controlled the dark purple flame to stop it.

Poof!

Unfortunately, the power of the golden Firebird was amazing, and in an instant, it broke through the obstruction of the flame.

Guo Zhen retreated again and again, and the golden Firebird dissipated when it was about to hit Guo Zhen.

There was silence, and then a burst of enthusiastic applause broke out.

Guo Zhen's face was pale, and his eyes were a little shocked and unwilling. He knew he had lost.

In the distance, the old man surnamed Yan laughed, his face full of satisfaction, and Mrs. Gu frowned.

Su Lao also didn't look very good. Zhao Shenkong's performance was too shocking, which was really unexpected.

"This son is really powerful, and the flame is really good. It actually gave birth to the fire soul. Although it is only an embryonic form, it represents that this fire has the possibility of infinite growth." Zhuge Cang was full of admiration.

"Only the flame that can grow can have the opportunity to produce the fire soul. The fire soul is connected with the soul of the alchemist. If the alchemist dies, the fire soul will fall out and the flame will be extinguished." Chen Mu said.

Lu Wuwei shook his head: "it seems that the royal family of the cloud Kingdom has spent a lot of effort to cultivate this boy. He refined medicine and body, and let him have a fire soul. If he grows up in this way, he can compete with the top talents of China and the three countries."

"Hahaha, almost almost." The old man surnamed Yan was very proud. Although he said so, he looked like he was about to laugh with a runny nose.

Fang Lin sat high, looking at Zhao Shenkong, who enjoyed the eyes of the crowd, and disdained at the corners of his mouth: "isn't it the fire soul?"