1792: C1792 Turn Him out

C1792 Turn Him out

Sheng Wenyao knew what the lowest levelled pellet that Wang Xiaojian had mentioned was.

It's that Profound Rank Spirit Gathering Pellet!

Sheng Wenyao was a heaven's pride level expert of Spirit-refining Sect, and also the direct disciple of Great Elder Dongfang Rong.

But now, not only was he being scolded at, he was even being mocked.

He was furious and really wanted to curse at Wang Xiaojian, but he was also afraid that he would be disqualified from the competition if he violated the assessment rules.

Sheng Wenyao suppressed his anger and glared at Wang Xiaojian, sending a sound transmission to him: "Bastard Luna, don't look down on me!"

"The reason I chose to refine the Flaming Apocalypse Pill is because of this. Yes, we know that our eldest senior brother will definitely defeat all of you and become the champion. Since I'm destined to not be able to win the championship, why do I have to waste so much effort to not curry favor with him and refine an Earth-step treasure pill? If the furnace explodes, it will not be a loss of face. "

When Wang Xiaojian heard this, his face revealed an expression of disdain, and transmitted, "You don't even have the heart to be the champion. Why are you here to participate in the Sacred Flame Competition? "

"Also, the eldest senior brother you spoke of, Li Yunxiao, right? That vegetable is even more explosive than Pill Furnace, you still expect him to defeat me? "What a fool."

"Ding!" Congratulations for successfully taunting the host. King Points + 18! "

"Ding!" Congratulations to the host for completing a beautiful taunt. King Points + 68! "

A clear voice resounded in Wang Xiaojian's mind.

Sheng Wenyao's body shook as his expression became extremely ugly.

After he was scolded by Wang Xiaojian as a spicy chicken, he was scolded as a fool.

He wanted to refute, but Li Yunxiao had blown up the facts in front of him, and there was nowhere for him to refute.

His body trembled, staring into Wang Xiaojian's eyes, he felt like spitting fire.

Seeing the expression on Sheng Wen Yao's face, Wang Xiaojian's heart felt extremely good.

Wang Xiaojian liked this type of thing. He had scolded people, but the other party could do nothing to him.

Compared to the earlier teasing and ridiculing of only one person, the points gained was not much.

However, this process made Wang Xiaojian feel very good.

Seeing that Sheng Wenyao was about to explode with anger, Wang Xiaojian smiled slightly, and continued to send sound transmissions: "Alright, Sheng Wenyao. A fool like you is not worth speaking to. Go refine your pills. If even this pill is refined to the point of exploding, then you would lose all face. "

"Ding!" Congratulations for successfully taunting the host. King Points + 18! "

The crisp voice sounded once more.

Meanwhile, flames of humiliation gushed out of Sheng Wenyao's eyes as his body trembled.

"Damned bastard!"

He gritted his teeth at Wang Xiaojian, and with a "pu" sound, he actually spat out a mouthful of blood, which spurted into the center of the Pill Furnace.

On the plaza, even though many Spirit-refining Sect disciples had been chased away, there were still tens of thousands of people.

Many of them were watching Sheng Wenyao refine pills.

At this moment, when they saw Sheng Wenyao spitting out blood, they were all shocked.

"Why did Senior-apprentice Brother Sheng vomit blood?"

"I don't know. Could it be that the pill he refined surpassed his limit and caused him to vomit blood?"

"What? Refining the Fire Spirit Concentrating Pill can even reach the limit?" If that's the case, then isn't Senior Brother Sheng's level too low?! "

"Senior Brother Sheng is also a Fourth Grade Medicine-refining Master. "At most, I'm just exaggerating."

"He is the Great Elder's direct disciple, and the Great Elder is also the person in charge of this Sacred Flame Competition. Say, do you think he will …"

"What did you say? Are you saying that Senior Brother Sheng is relying on his relationship with the Grand Elder to participate in this year's Sacred Flame Grand Tournament?"

"Junior brother, don't spout nonsense. I didn't say anything …"

"..."

One after another, sounds rang out, and all of them drilled into the ears of Brilliant Brilliant Brilliance.

Sheng Wenyao had been angered to the point of spitting blood by Wang Xiaojian.

He had to force himself not to explode.

However, when he heard these sounds, he was like a barrel of gunpowder that had been ignited.

He could no longer control his emotions. With a "ao" sound, he let out a furious roar, and his aura also became disorderly.

At the same time, with a "boom," the lid of the Pill Furnace in front of Sheng Wenyao shot up into the sky, firelight shooting out from it.

"Ah, senior brother Sheng, why did the furnace explode?"

"Not bad, this is too unbelievable."

"Look, I said that Senior Brother Sheng is exaggerating. The Flaming Apocalypse Pellet is a medicinal pellet of profound rank Sixth Grade, it could even blow up a furnace. "

"Perhaps the rumors are true. He really went through the back door, and only with his relationship with the Great Clan Elder, he would be able to participate in the great competition … "

"..."

On the plaza, the disciples of the Spirit-refining Sect were discussing amongst themselves.

Some people felt sorry for the explosion of Shengwen Yaoyang, but there were also people whispering and gossiping.

When Sheng Wenyao heard these voices, he roared at the Spirit-refining Sect disciples, "What are you all talking about? How could I be related to the Master? "Aooo!"

Sheng Wenyao roared towards the direction of the sound.

At this moment, he almost lost his mind.

When the heaven's pride level experts around Sheng Wenyao saw his appearance, they all looked at each other in dismay. They didn't know why he was so excited.

On the other hand, the Great Elder of the Devil Puppet Clan, the Heaven Cultivation Worm, was gloating. He smiled sinisterly towards the Great Elder of the Spirit-refining Sect, Dongfang Rong, "Elder Dongfang, is there still such a thing? This disciple really went through the back door? "

Great Elder Dongfang Rong's expression was unsettled.

At this time, he did not know that Sheng Wenyao had been enraged by Wang Xiaojian.

He only felt that it was because of the surrounding disciples' words that he'd become like this.

However, there was no news about it.

The discussions of these disciples were all real.

The reason why Sheng Wenyao was able to participate in this year's Sacred Flame Grand Tournament was indeed because of him.

After all, he was the Grand Elder. If he didn't have a single disciple participating in the Grand Competition, then it wouldn't make sense.

However, due to the fact that he had sent out Li Yunxiao, Dongfang Rong did not expect for him to be able to achieve much in the Grand Competition.

As long as he showed his face, he would be able to perform normally.

But he didn't expect it to be so useless.

Not only did it explode, it even insulted the surrounding disciples.

Lost his face.

Dongfang Rong's expression immediately darkened. He shouted, "Shengwen Yao, what are you talking about?!"

Hearing Great Elder Dongfang Rong's angry voice, Sheng Wenyao's face paled and said to Dongfang Rong, "Master, they are blabbering, they …"

Dong Fang Rong said coldly, "I've already heard those words. After that, this old man will settle the score. "Continue concocting pills for this old man, don't let anything go wrong."

"Yes, Master!" Sheng Wenyao's face turned ugly.

He was so angry that his entire body was trembling, but he did not dare disobey Dongfang Rong's words.

He held back his anger and picked up the lid that exploded in the distance, wanting to refine more pills.

It was at this time that Ling Biluan chuckled.

"Elder Dongfang, this is unfair, right?"

Dongfang Rong asked, "Elder Bi Luan, what do you mean by that? "How am I unfair?"

Ling Biluan's wrinkled old face looked somewhat sinister as she said to Dongfang Rong: "Elder Dongfang, you set down the rules previously. With just a single sentence, everyone was disqualified from the competition. Your disciple, this … "Heh heh."

Ling Biluan began to laugh.

She didn't say anything, but Dong Fang Rong understood her words.

Dong Fang Rong's expression darkened.

Sheng Wenyao's expression changed, becoming extremely ugly to behold.

— — Content from [Migu Read]

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