"A tie? How could it be a tie? Damn it! I still couldn't win!" Meng Chaoyang wanted to slap himself twice, with a look of unwillingness and despair on his face.
On the other hand, Zhang Tianmiao, after being stunned for a moment at first, was not as unwilling as Meng Chaoyang. Instead, he shook his head with a wry smile, cupped his fists and bowed deeply to Meng Chaoyang.
"I am very impressed by Brother Meng's skills after seeing him today." Zhang Tianmiao said sincerely.
Facing Zhang Tianmiao's bow, Meng Chaoyang had no choice but to calm down and bow to him.
The two looked at each other and saw the surprise hidden in each other's eyes. Neither Meng Chaoyang nor Zhang Tianmiao expected that it would be a tie.
Although Zhang Tianmiao appeared calm, he was actually not calm in his heart.
The result of the tie was beyond their expectations, but when they calmed down and thought about it, it seemed to be reasonable.
Both of them are Erding alchemists and have very high reputations in their respective sects. Although Meng Chaoyang lags behind in the Alchemy League's ranking list, the gap in alchemy attainments between the two is minimal. .
Meng Chaoyang took a few deep breaths and calmed down. He knew very well that if he hadn't been in danger of winning and won the time by grabbing the progress, he would have lost this game.
In a tie, although he did not defeat his opponent, he could still save face, whether it was his own or Dan Zong's.
Although the disciples of the Dan Sect and the Wanyao Sect still found it difficult to accept the result of the tie, they had to accept it. After all, this was the judgment of the leader and the Wanyao Sect, and it was definitely the most fair.
Zhang Tianmiao returned to the girl and the skinny young man. The skinny young man nodded to him, but the girl snorted, seemingly dissatisfied.
Zhang Tianmiao gave a bitter smile and said: "Junior sister, I have tried my best. Meng Chaoyang is really powerful. Next, I still have to rely on you, junior sister, to take action."
The girl curled her lips and patted Zhang Tianmiao on the shoulder: "It's up to me to take action. You all know how to be lazy."
Zhang Tianmiao was speechless. He was not lazy, but tried his best. However, Meng Chaoyang's performance was better than he expected, so he could not win this game.
On the other side, Meng Chaoyang walked to Fang Lin and Gu Liuli. Gu Liuli wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.
Fang Lin, on the other hand, had a smile on his face, as if he was not worried at all that he would be the next one to appear.
Seeing that Fang Lin could still laugh, Meng Chaoyang also showed a wry smile and shook his head: "You will be next, 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 was always so confident.
After the battle with Zhang Tianmiao, Meng Chaoyang no longer dared to underestimate the people of Wanyao Sect. Since that girl was selected as a candidate for the battle, she obviously has extraordinary strength. No matter how good Fang Lin's mentality is, You should also feel some pressure.
At this time, the eyes of everyone in the Dan Sect also fell on Fang Lin.
There is complexity, expectation, despair, and encouragement in the eyes of these people.
In short, most people still hope that Fang Lin can turn the tide.
Among the many Dan Sect elders, Meng Wuyou, Mu Yan and others were looking forward to Fang Lin's performance, but even they didn't have much confidence in their hearts.
Elders such as Zhao Dengming and Yu Zhen who were at odds with Fang Lin felt even more complicated.
If Fang Lin wins, he will be a hero of Danzong, and his contribution will be real, and he will win the support of many Danzong.
This is not a good thing for them. After all, their relationship with Fang Lin is not generally bad.
And if Fang Lin loses, they won't feel too happy, because Dan Zong will be laughed at by Wanyao Sect again, and in the entire Qian Kingdom, no one knows how many people will laugh at Dan Zong.
Therefore, Zhao Dengming and his group are in a tangle standing here right now.
However, except for a few people who hated Fang Lin to the core, some other elders still hoped that Fang Lin could win.
On the stone platform, the old man surnamed Gong seemed to be in a very good mood, while Gu Daofeng beside him had a calm expression, as if nothing in the outside world could cause him any emotional fluctuations.
"Brother Gu, are you sure you won't change players for this third game?" the old man surnamed Gong suddenly said with a smile.
Gu Daofeng said expressionlessly: "There is no need to replace him."
Gu Daofeng actually wanted to say that there was no better candidate to replace him. Win or lose, anyway, Gu Daofeng had already been mentally prepared.
The old man surnamed Gong looked at Fang Lin below and said with a strange expression: "This guy seems unreliable no matter how I look at him. I'm afraid our side will win this third game easily."
Gu Daofeng said coldly: "Perhaps, this third game will be an effortless victory for our side."
The old man surnamed Gong was a little surprised that Gu Daofeng would actually say this, which meant that he had great confidence in that boy.
But no matter what the old man surnamed Gong thought, Fang Lin didn't look like the kind of hidden alchemy genius.
Moreover, the old man surnamed Gong is very aware of the power of the people on their side. It can be said that that girl is the real trump card of their Wanyao Sect this time, and the last one who will not lose no matter what.
The two people in front, whether it was the thin young man or Zhang Tianmiao, although they were also geniuses in alchemy, they were still inferior to that girl.
Originally, the old man surnamed Gong thought that he should be able to win the first two games, so that the girl scheduled for the third game would not have to be exposed.
But now it seems that this trump card cannot be hidden and must be revealed.
Under everyone's gaze, Fang Lin walked up to the alchemy altar with confidence, and even waved to the Alchemy Sect disciples in the distance from time to time.
On the opposite side, the girl also walked closer, and when she saw Fang Lin waving in a rather coquettish manner, she suddenly smiled sarcastically.
"I'll let you be happy for a while now, and I'll see if you can't even 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 she was really sneering.
The Danzong elder looked at Fang Lin and sighed in his heart. Although he didn't have much hope, he was still willing to see Fang Lin turn the tide.
The elder of the Wan Yao Sect believed that there was no need to compete in this match. If the young aunt took action, there would be no suspense.
"In the third game, Dan Zong Fang Lin, against Wanyao Sect Dugu Nian, refined the essence pill within three hours. The time spent and the quality of the pill will determine the outcome." The elder of Dan Zong said loudly, announcing that this was the first round. The start of three games.