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C245 End

The whole square was dead silent, and everyone looked at the platform with anticipation.

Lin Yuan's name would probably shake the entire Tianyang Sect in the future. He would be a genius in both cultivation and alchemy!

"I hereby announce that Lin Yuan has won the competition between the two of them!" Master Wang said with a loud voice.

"Oh ~"

As soon as Master Wang's voice faded, a deafening roar of excitement suddenly rang out from the audience seats. Many people were so excited that their faces flushed red as they stood up from their chairs and waved their hands. For a moment, the entire square fell into an ocean of noise and excitement.

"Ding! Congratulations to Host for obtaining the alchemy competition with Zhao Tian. He has defeated Zhao Tian's schemes and tricks. Host's name has spread across the entire Tianyang Sect. Reward: Golden Gift Bag x1!'"

The voice of the system rang out in Lin Yuan's mind at the right time, and it also gave Lin Yuan a second Golden Gift Bag. Obviously, Lin Yuan's performance this time was very good.

Lin Yuan heard the system's notification sound in his mind, and the corners of his mouth curved up. He had finally obtained a second Golden Gift Bag.

The outside world was bustling with noise.

It was no wonder that these disciples were so excited and wild. This time, Lin Yuan and Zhao Tian's victory was different from the previous competitions.

Zhao Tian had originally only refined the Spirit Replenishing Pill for the Six Pill Markings, but Lin Yuan had almost refined the Spirit Replenishing Pill for the first time. The audience thought that the victory had been decided. They never imagined that Zhao Tian would actually refine the Spirit Replenishing Pill for the second time. Just as Zhao Tian was about to obtain victory, Lin Yuan once again soared into the sky. The Spirit Replenishing Pill that had refined the nine pill marks for the second time had nearly failed. By relying on the blood sacrifice technique, he had forcefully snatched back the spot of victory that was about to be lost. This action. To the surrounding audience. Without a doubt, the situation had already been settled, and a huge reversal had been achieved. Even though the audience did not know about the various confrontations that were happening in the dark of this competition.

This kind of competition that was full of twists and turns was only suitable for young cultivators like them, who were cultivating in Blood energy Fang Gang, to watch!

Of course, by defeating Zhao Tian in such a way, it was naturally very easy for them to obtain the attention and respect of the disciples. From today onwards, Lin Yuan's reputation would resound throughout the entire Tianyang Sect!

"How could this be?!"

"Impossible! How could I lose!"

"Father clearly promised me that he would win like this!"

"All of this is fake!"

Zhao Tian's face was pale and his face distorted. He half-knelt on the platform like a defeated rooster.

However, no one cared about what Zhao Tian was thinking. He was just a loser.

"Haha! I knew it! Junior Brother Lin will become the final victor!" Chen Guang looked at Lin Yuan, who was calmly receiving the praise from the crowd, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Great, Lin Yuan won!" Zhou Peng jumped around his fat body in the corner of the audience stands, congratulating Lin Yuan. He forced himself to create a space in the narrow crowd.

"Did Lin Yuan win?" Zhou Yu, with a veil on her face, looked at Lin Yuan, who was calmly facing everything on the platform, and then turned around and left.

Zhao Meng'er did not think much about it. Her beautiful eyes stared at the thin but tall young man in the arena. She could not help but reveal a strange smile on her face. "He is really outstanding!"

"Lin Yuan has won. Lin Yuan does not need to be punished. Zhao Hai did not bother him too much. Do you still want to attack Zhao Hai now?" Master Wang thought to himself. He was not sure whether to make a move or not.

"If we attack in this way, we aren't prepared enough. Should we attack?" Master Wang asked himself in his heart.

"I don't care anymore. We have been in a dilemma for a long time, and now we are suffering instead. We are not prepared for this attack. If that's the case, Zhao Hai wasn't prepared either. I should just get rid of Zhao Hai's sect! " Master Wang didn't hesitate for long. He wasn't the only one who could become a Master of Herb Hall because of his skill in alchemy. And he doesn't often use strategies and guts.

"However, there shouldn't be any more trouble at this moment. I will attack Zhao Hai's faction in two days!" Master Wang reached into his pocket as if nothing had happened and pinched the jade pendant twice. A strange fluctuation flew towards a certain place.

"Since the competition has ended, please punish the loser!" After doing all of this, Master Wang took a few more steps forward and spoke loudly to the square.

In fact, Master Wang's actions did not conform to his status as an elder. Before the competition, he had already told everyone in the square about the punishment for the competition. In other words, Zhao Tian's punishment couldn't be avoided. In the future, he wouldn't be able to compete for the position of young palace master anymore. As long as he ran for the position of young palace master, there would naturally be people who would bring this up. Therefore, it wasn't important whether Zhao Tian wanted to announce it or not. Master Wang's action was no different from publicly whipping a corpse.

However, Master Wang wanted to do this. Who asked Zhao Tian and Zhao Hai to test each other? If Lin Yuan lost, he would have to kneel down and apologize. His disciple could not accept this kind of punishment. Suffering!

"I... I..." Zhao Tian half-knelt on the platform. His face was pale and his body was trembling. He was unable to say those words!0

His words meant that he, Zhao Tian, had completely lost the chance to compete for the position of young palace master. It also meant that he would never be able to become the Master of Herb Hall again.

All the disciples in the square were looking forward to what Zhao Tian would say.

"I..."

Zhao Tian lowered his head and trembled. He could not say a complete sentence. He could not say it. If he said it, he would lose everything!

"Evil creature, hurry up and fulfill your promise!" Zhao Hai suddenly had an ominous feeling in his heart. He did not want to be entangled with this matter any longer. Zhao Hai just wanted to end this matter immediately.

"I... I lost! I declare no longer participating in the competition for the young palace master. I ask everyone to supervise! "Zhao Tian staggered to the front of the platform and announced to everyone in a low voice.

When the disciples of the audience saw Zhao Tian's miserable appearance, they could not help but feel a trace of sadness in their hearts.

However, this was the reality. People would only pity the loser and worship the winner.

After saying this, Zhao Tian immediately turned around and left. His speed was much faster than before, and he wanted to escape this place as soon as possible.

Lin Yuan looked at Zhao Tian's miserable back. There wasn't a trace of sympathy in his heart. If he didn't win, he would be the one in such a sorry state. If he lost, he would have to kneel down and apologize to Zhao Tian in front of everyone.

Zhao Hai looked at his son's bleak back and felt a sharp pain in his heart. However, he had no choice but to break his wrist to prevent any greater losses.

Zhao Hai bid farewell to Master Wang. He always felt uneasy in his heart, but now that this incident had happened, he felt that he had left no evidence behind. He could only suppress the uneasiness in his heart and leave.

Lin Yuan smiled slightly. His eyes swept across the venue where the soul-stirring pill concoction process was taking place. He walked towards Master Wang, minding his own business. Since the Grand Meeting had already ended... It would be useless to stay here and receive countless cheers.

"Master, let's leave." Lin Yuan said to Master Wang.

Master Wang nodded with a smile on his face. Although he had a lot of questions and questions in his heart, he knew that it wasn't the time to say them now. Thousands of words turned into one sentence.

"Let's go, disciple."

Zhao Meng'er listened to the conversation between the master and disciple and quietly followed behind them.

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