Chapter 2953 What I Want Is Absolute Victory

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Fortunately, Zhihan didn't hear Ling Chuxi's thoughts, otherwise he would have vomited blood. The first few sentences were fine, but they had a bit of sympathy, but what does the latter sentence mean? The height of her, and then step on your own foot, and put gold on her face by the way? How hateful!

Zhihan also looked at Ling Chuxi, and the two of them looked at each other, and a divine light flashed at the same time.

They are all very confident. With their own strength, it is not difficult to defeat other elixir masters, but if they want to win the final victory, they must defeat the enemy on the opposite side.

Time passed slowly, and the Zhu Changxiang had already burned halfway. The other alchemists were getting slower and slower. Some people were sweating profusely. Ling Chuxi and Zhihan still did not write.

This kind of competition is completely different from the competition of martial arts and magic.

Looking at Ling Chuxi and Zhihan who were contemplating, everyone, including Gu Wuzhi and Yi Zhuangzhu, also showed a look of contemplation.

Everyone knows that it is basically impossible to accurately identify each kind of spirit grass from the chopped and mixed spirit grass. Of course, if you want to win this victory, you don't need to. To identify each kind of spirit grass, you only need one or two more than others, but Ling Chuxi and Zhihan obviously do not want such a victory, they are trying to find a way to accurately identify all spirit grasses , to defeat the opponent with a complete victory.

Looking at those two equally young, equally beautiful faces, people have a bit of anticipation in their hearts, but also a bit of inexplicable excitement.

In the crowd, a bleak and slightly sang-sang figure was paying attention to Ling Chuxi's face on the stage for a long time.

"I believe in you, Chu Xi, you will definitely win." Ling Yichen clenched his fist, his eyes were as firm as ever.

Changxiang burned another half of it and only won the next third, and the time for the end of this competition was getting closer and closer. On the stage, Xu Qingyun had put down the pen and sighed. On the wooden plate in front of him were a total of 100 kinds of spiritual herbs, and he had already identified 82 kinds, which was his limit, and the other 18 kinds could not be identified anyway.

Although he was a little regretful, but looking at the expressions of other alchemists, Xu Qingyun knew that their achievements might not be much better than his own. To be honest, he was quite conceited about his alchemy strength. There is no Ling Chuxi and Zhihan in this Pill Discussion Conference. He is still very hopeful to win the championship in one fell swoop, but in the face of two opponents who can refine a top-level special holy-level spiritual pill, he has no hope at all. , anyway, he can't refine such a magic pill, this is the difference in strength.

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that until this time, neither Ling Chuxi nor Zhihan had started to write, but from time to time they stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"What does this mean?" Xu Qingyun was a little confused, a stick of incense was about to burn out, why didn't they do it, did they stare at the cloud because they wanted to have bigger eyes than anyone else? If that's the case, then He was going to be so happy.

It's a pity that the ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny. Before Xu Qingyun's sex was over, Ling Chuxi moved, and Zhihan moved at the same time. In no particular order, the two took out the alchemy furnace at the same time, The pile of spiritual grass fragments were thrown into it at the same time.

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