There are so many masters at the moment. If they encounter a warrior who is many levels stronger than themselves, they will not be able to sense the opponent's strength and internal energy fluctuations. They can only be like weak prey and be slaughtered by others.
She hoped to refine a seventh-level prophetic elixir before the game, which would at least give her teammates a chance to save their lives.
If she told other people that her alchemy master was a bunch of flames, they would all laugh to death.
But the ability of natural spirit fire is by no means limited. With Xiao Doubi, she has avoided many detours and made rapid progress. Yin Feng was so scared that she even called her a monster.
Until the day before the rematch, Mo Chanyin, who seemed to have disappeared from the world, finally appeared in Fu Sheng's account.
When Fu Sheng said that everyone else was practicing in the tent, he couldn't help but be startled, and then he smiled with understanding. It seemed that he was not the only one who was working hard during this period.
His expression finally relaxed the tension in Fu Sheng's heart.
"You have made your decision."
"Yes." Mo Chanyin nodded.
Seeing that Fu Sheng had no intention of continuing to ask, he was a little surprised: "Aren't you curious?"
"What are you curious about? I'll know by looking at your expression." Fu Sheng's originally smiling eyes suddenly dimmed and he looked away: "The Queen Mother has already arrived. If she sees that the majestic Emperor of Western Chu is representing him, When participating in the deer competition, you must know what you are about to face next.”
Mo Chanyin leaned back comfortably and returned to his usual playboy look.
"I am the emperor!"
He said these four words extremely firmly, which shocked Fu Sheng, and a hint of excitement appeared in his gentle expression.
"Have you finally made up your mind to resist?"
"The Queen Mother is the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother is the Queen Mother. I can no longer just swallow my anger."
Mo Chanyin smiled, his smile was cold and bloodthirsty, the morning light shone through the cracks in the curtain and fell on him. The combination of handsomeness and sinisterness was shocking.
In the evening, Bai Ye walked out of the tent after receiving the notice from the selection officer, intending to tell others the rules of the rematch.
Everyone gathered in Teacher Tong's tent. When she learned Mo Chanyin's final decision, she raised her lips with joy.
"There is us."
Mo Chanyin laughed freely and nodded firmly to her: "Yes, with you, I have nothing to fear."
"Okay, that's it! Then let me tell you the rules of the rematch. Tomorrow, lots will be drawn in public. There are five colors at the bottom of the lot. Two of the lots will have the same color. The one who draws the same color will be the opponent. Three players from each side compete against each other, two out of three games, the winner will stay, and the loser will be eliminated immediately.”
Bai Ye said it simply and neatly.
"Xiao Yeye, have you decided on the three candidates? I want to participate!" Baili Hongzhuang is gearing up.
"No." Bai Ye shook his head and gave a faint smile: "We'll see what happens tomorrow. Anyway, I didn't say that we have to decide on the candidate now, so don't worry."
Di Yun sat on the chair, supporting his temples with the back of his hands, and cast a playful sidelong glance at her: "You really know how to take advantage of the situation. I guess the others are having a heated discussion right now."
"That's because they are stupid. In short, if the enemy doesn't move tomorrow, I won't move. Once the enemy moves, we'll make another appointment! Dismissal!" Bai Ye clapped his hands and it was done.
"..." Everyone smiled and shook their heads. Is this captain reliable
After it was over, Bai Ye walked out of the tent and happened to see Mo Lan and Teacher Lin walking out of the newly built residence where the Queen Mother of Xi Chu was staying.
Mo Lan noticed her and smiled sarcastically or proudly at her, unable to restrain his excitement.
Everything depends on tomorrow, this bitch must die!
But Teacher Lin's eyes fell on Mo Chanyin intentionally or unintentionally.
Two people, two different conspiracies, are brewing.