Rock-shattering!
"What?"
Don't talk about the audience, even Ye Zifeng, and even Feng Ling himself, their complexions changed suddenly.
"Old Mo!"
Hong Sheng blushed anxiously, and shouted first.
"You can't talk nonsense with your eyes open, everyone can see it clearly, the winner should be Ye Zifeng's second-round reincarnation pill!"
Once Ye Zifeng loses, it means that the two of them will go back home and return to Styx as companions.
"That's right! The Skeleton Ghost Pill has exhausted its aura, so how could it be comparable to the current Second-Turn Reincarnation Pill? Mo Lao, please give us an explanation!" Ye Wanyue stared at Mo Lao, steadfastly staring at him.
If it weren't for the difference in status between the upper and lower, and the difference in age.
She really wanted to rush forward, vent her anger, and scold him severely.
And the other side.
Feng Ling also looked at Mo Lao full of doubts, terrified.
To be honest, even she herself didn't understand why Mo Lao would announce that she had won
"Finished? So, can I say it?"
Mo Huo glanced at everyone, pointed at himself, and let out a sneer, not knowing what emotion it was.
"Everyone, be quiet first..." Hearing this, Ye Zifeng frowned, and waved his hand, motioning for everyone to be quiet.
"Okay, then listen to Brother Ye..."
Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and finally quieted down, no longer noisy.
If it was placed before, others would simply dismiss Ye Zifeng as a rookie.
However, is a person who can guide the refining of the second-turn reincarnation pill an ordinary person? It is absolutely rare for a talent who can break through to become a martial artist during the alchemy competition!
It is precisely because of this that Ye Zifeng's words now have an unspeakable momentum, leading everyone to listen to his words and do things spontaneously.
"Okay, Mr. Mo, you can talk now." Ye Zifeng's eyes were like lightning, he turned his head and looked at Mr. Mo.
Listening to his tone, Mr. Mo was slightly upset, but it was fleeting.
He smiled and nodded his head: "Hehe, good! Ye Zifeng, as a rookie, he can have such prestige, and I appreciate it very much. But... Even if you can make a good alchemy, it doesn't count, because you violated the law. Rules!"
"rule?"
Ye Zifeng frowned, his face darkened: "Old Mo, what are the rules?"
With his hands behind his back, Mo Lao raised his white eyebrows and laughed.
"It's very simple. I have already said that different groups should not communicate with each other. Ye Zifeng, don't you think that in this competition of alchemy, you talked a little too much..."
Hearing this, Hong Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then shouted.
"That's not right, Mr. Mo. Fengling has also communicated with other teams. You said that Ye Zifeng violated the rules. Didn't Fengling also violate the rules? This is not fair!"
Mo Lao did not disqualify Ye Zifeng in the process of fighting alchemy.
But after Fengling lost to Ye Zifeng completely, he brought it up afterwards, which shows that his intentions are sinister.
"Fair? You still want to be treated fairly in Fengni Academy?"
Mo Lao spread his hands, his voice was loud, and there was a gloomy and cold look in his eyes.
"Besides, Ye Zifeng manipulated Qi Zimo to do things for you, and Ye Wanyue in the same group borrowed Lu Ankang's alchemy furnace to refine spirit-absorbing pills. Have you obtained my permission for these things? It's just talking to yourself! The result of my discussion with the elders last time is that you will be punished for defying the authority of Fengni Academy, which has nothing to do with the competition itself!"
Having said that, the meaning of Mo Lao is very clear.
Add power, use the rules to talk things out, and ignore the results of the game!
"Old Mo!"
Hong Sheng's eyes were tearing apart, and he glared at Mo Lao without letting go.
Ye Zifeng pondered for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed deeply, after a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, he turned his head and looked behind.
Sure enough, his rear.
A familiar Tsing Yi came into view.
"Brother Hong Sheng, don't be impulsive, step back first..." Nie Zun walked out from the crowd, stepped forward, and patted Hong Sheng on the shoulder. His expression was cold, and he held a jade warrant in his hand.
Wind Emperor Warrant!
"I..." Hong Sheng looked at Nie Zun, as if he still had something to say.
"I know how you feel right now." Nie Zun raised his head, his eyes were far-reaching: "Don't worry, it's not that easy for Mr. Mo to bully Ye Zifeng."
Ye Zifeng is not without support.
In terms of certain interests, he is a pawn invested by Lingwuzong. Before he loses its use value, Lingwuzong will find a way to keep him.
"Mr. Mo, you have to know that the result of the alchemy competition may not be decided by you alone."
While Nie Zun was talking, he had already walked quickly in front of Mo Lao.
"My little friend, although the Fenghuang's warrant is useful, it is not omnipotent. Don't use the Fenghuang's warrant to scare people in the future."
Nie Zun felt the opponent's hostility, and there was a cannibalistic look in his eyes.
Mo Lao stroked his long beard, and laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, I don't mean to be enmity with Lingwuzong... Don't get excited, listen to me..."
Nie Zun's expression was stern, and he stared straight at Mo Lao.
"How to say?"
Old Mo chuckled: "Originally, according to the rules, Ye Zifeng should be expelled from Fengni Academy, but since he can refine the second-turn reincarnation pill, he has great potential, so he is lenient. Ye Zifeng and Hong Sheng, you can continue to practice at Fengni Academy."
As soon as this remark came out, another stone stirred up a thousand waves.
The faces of those who wanted to see Ye Zifeng's jokes became much uglier.
"What? I can stay."
When Hong Sheng heard that he could stay even if he lost, his face changed slightly, and his mood became extremely complicated for a while.
In the case of ensuring one's own interests, then in the end, do you still have to fight hard regardless of the consequences
With a straight face, he paced back and forth a few steps, unable to think for a long time.
"this… "
So, he turned his head up and looked deeply at Ye Zifeng.
"Ye Zifeng, tell me, what should I do now, I will listen to you!"
Ye Zifeng thought for a while, nodded, and then looked at Mo Lao seriously.
"Old Mo, what about Wanyue?"
Ye Wanyue heard that Ye Zifeng didn't care about her own gains and losses, but took the initiative to care about herself, and she couldn't help feeling enthusiastic.
"she?"
An imperceptible smile appeared on Mo Lao's face.
"Since I announced just now that she lost the competition, I will directly disqualify her as a mentor as I said before! But... the cultivation resources she originally obtained can continue to be retained."
After hearing the words, Ye Wanyue clenched her fists tightly, feeling complicated.
In fact, what she is most worried about losing is her cultivation resources.
As for the name of the tutor, if she didn't have it, it would be easier, and she didn't particularly care about it.
"Keep the cultivation resources? If I won the wind chime, does that mean I didn't get anything?"
Feng Ling murmured, although the sound was silent.
However, under the silence.
Her words, but still let people hear clearly.
"Shut up!" Elder Mo glared at her angrily.
If it weren't for the existence of Mo Lao, not only would Fengling not be able to win against Ye Wanyue, but she would definitely lose her share of cultivation resources.
Now that she is so greedy, she is so good-looking when she gets a bargain, which naturally makes Mr. Mo feel very tight in his chest.
"I..." Feng Ling said something subconsciously, but she didn't expect to say what was in her heart, and she was suddenly embarrassed.
She clasped her fists hastily and bowed her body: "Fengling knows it's wrong, everything is up to Mr. Mo!"
"You... that's all."
As a result, Mo Lao's expression softened a little, and he turned to look at Ye Zifeng.
"I see… "
Ye Zifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled faintly.
"Zifeng understands what Lao Mo means."
Mo Lao sneered for a while: "You can understand, of course it's best. I advise you to accept it as soon as you see it. After all, this is the Fengni Academy of Star Perishing City, not your Tiandao City. Don't make the relationship too tense. Whatever you do in the future, your hands will be bound, as if there are a pair of eyes staring behind you."
Intimidation, temptation, and intimidation!
In Mo Lao's opinion, there are few dishonest people who cut down like him with "three tricks".
"Is this..."
Ye Zifeng smiled softly, turned his head and glanced at Ye Wanyue: "Wanyue, your side..."
"I can accept it." Ye Wanyue thought for a while, nodded, and then gave him a positive look.
"good… "
A gleam flashed in Ye Zifeng's starry eyes, and he looked at Mo Lao expressionlessly.
"Mr. Mo, I'm going straight to the point. I, Ye Zifeng, are not afraid of making trouble, and I don't mind making it big. Even if I'm kicked out of Fengni Academy, as long as it can lower your evaluation from the dean, there's nothing I dare not do. of."
When everyone heard this, their hearts tightened at the same time.
Judging from Ye Zifeng's tone, he was about to confront Mr. Mo.
"Ye Zifeng..."
Mo Lao also frowned deeply, looking directly at Ye Zifeng, trying to find out the answer from his eyes.
"you… "
However, Ye Zifeng's eyes were as deep as the sea, and it was impossible to tell the truth from the eyes.
Ye Zifeng paused for a moment, then continued.
"However, Zifeng is more willing to use a controversial defeat to prove my existence to Fengni Academy! Therefore, if Mr. Mo can agree to my request, then Zifeng is willing to accept it. Mr. Mo is very satisfied with the result. judge."
"...interesting newcomer."
Elder Mo stared blankly, nodded with a faint smile, and waved his hands.
"What request, why don't you come and listen?"
"I heard that in the college, there is a trial that can greatly improve the realm, called Shura Purgatory, select a certain number of warriors in the college, and enter the alien space..."
"Oh? You've only been here, and you already know about "Sura Purgatory". Not bad."
Mo Lao's eyes suddenly lit up.
Ye Zifeng's proposal no longer entangled in the alchemy competition, but directly talked about other things.
Old Mo couldn't help but secretly admire this kind of mind.
"Then, Ye Zifeng, what do you mean..."
Ye Zifeng's eyes flickered sharply: "That's right, Zifeng is willing to exchange this defeat for the three of us to have a chance to practice next time! I hope that Mo Lao will do it well!"