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Chapter 292 Eighth Tasting

The golden light at the corner of Lin Yan's eyes instantly dissipated, as if it had never appeared before.

The layers of golden gears in the eyes also disappeared at that moment, turning back to the original golden ink color of the pupils.

Even Lin Yan, who had been calm and composed, was almost knocked down by the sudden feeling of fatigue!

It's so tired! The kind of concentrated deprivation of his five senses and concentrating his energy on a little bit of full strength almost drained all his current strength.

At this moment, he only felt that his bones seemed to be soft and had no support points.

Fortunately, there was a sandalwood chair provided by the organizer behind him, and he was slumped on the chair with a thump, so weak that he couldn't speak.

Looking at the other people, it is not easy at all.

Among the few masters of the Stone, Duan Changkun was sweating all over his face. Although he was not as exhausted as Lin Yan, he also put in extremely heavy energy.

A burst of red glow appeared on Bu Qianyun's pretty face. Although she looked extremely charming, her sense of weakness was not pretended to be.

She subconsciously staggered backwards, her skirt flying, and she barely stabilized her delicate body.

Mo Yunchang is the most normal one. It is probably because the center of gravity is relatively low and he has not fallen down just now.

But he was already old and coughed in a low voice.

"Haha, this stone is really not simple. My old bones were almost broken up..."

No.5, located to Lin Yan's left hand, the old man named Xiang Shi coughed gently, wiped off the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said hoarsely.

Lin Yan glanced at him accidentally and found a little redness on the corner of his mouth. He probably didn't want people to underestimate him and quietly hid him.

My God, does one or two work so hard? The stone should be a not very dangerous job, right? Why do you seem to be in danger of being prolapse anytime now?

Lin Yan obviously had no energy to care about other ghosts. Although he could not feel his heartbeat, his body could not move at all, as if he had died and died, slapped all over his body like a wave.

"call……"

Lin Yan struggled to breathe out a turbid breath, and felt that he was going to die if he breathed.

"It seems that all the stone masters are in a state of depressed state. Let's take a rest!"

The host could also see that the difficulty of this hand was a bit beyond the rules for everyone in Xiangshi.

Off the field, all the audience was a little surprised. What difficulty was it, making all the players tired, even the Xiangshi people were no exception?

It’s okay to say that the layman ghosts are, but if they are the group of stone masters on the field, it will be another kind of despair.

The new stone master looks like a rockery. No matter how you observe it, without a decent stone master, you will definitely get nothing.

After a little touching the way and polishing the stone world for several years, the stone master went to see it, but he could not even determine whether there were hidden objects inside.

The most uncomfortable thing is actually the group of stone masters who have the title of stone celebrities and know how to use stone skills.

When they look at the rockery, they don’t see rockery, but an endless mass, making people feel desperate chaos.

Thinking that I had spent my whole life and had gained recognition from the industry, but I couldn't see through the fur of a piece of stone, was that kind of despair the same as the chaos in front of me...

"ah!!!"

Off the stage, an extreme stone master even scratched his hair frantically, showing his uncomfortable expression.

But no matter what, the competition will continue. No matter how tired the body is, after a period of simple rest, we must try our best to stand up.

"Okay, okay, since our contestants have finished resting, please write your most certain answer on the wooden sign in front of you, and you will have no regrets when writing."

The host said.

Although Lin Yan was still tired, his hands could still move after all.

I saw him lifting up the ink pen tremblingly, trembling slightly, writing gently on the wooden sign, with a little twisted handwriting.

Not to mention the No. 6 Mo Yunchang next to him, he was originally an old man, and the font was ugly and difficult to look at. If he continued to write it like this, he would really become a heavenly book.

So, in desperation, he was invited to the secret room below the stage, and a waiter wrote for him.

After a while, five wooden signs filled with answers were brought to the stage.

"Who would have thought that the eighth taste would be such a battle between dragons and tigers. In the previous three tastes, we lost four excellent stone masters. I wonder if this time, will the five reappear the same standard answer, or will the stone masters leave regretfully?"

The host said, but did not rush to flip the sign, but chose to let the stone cutter go to the stage first.

"According to the temporary competition system of the competition, it is now decided that the last two tastings can be performed first by cutting stones. After the standard answer is announced, the answers of the five contestants will be revealed!"

The host suddenly said.

There was an uproar off the court.

Now, the game seems to have become more interesting.

We will no longer make subjective assumptions because of the origin of Xiangshi Master. Everything will be decided until the dust is settled.

Lin Yan's eyes were a little cloudy, and he seemed to have not yet recovered from his tiredness just now.

"Calm down, calm down..."

Lin Yan sighed softly and muttered to himself silently in his heart.

The stone cutter had already lifted the rockery-like stone materials onto a special stone cutting machine. The stone sharpener began to rotate slowly, and the hearts of all the audience present were moved together.

The sharp knife light began to cut the rockery's stone layer, and the gorgeous fire lights flew wildly like fireworks.

One fifth, one quarter, one third, one half…

As the first sword became more and more profound, the hearts of the five stone masters on the field seemed to be hanging and slowly lifting up...

If the standard answers come out differ from your own answer, then the heart that is raised high will probably be smashed heavily and fall into a pool of pain, right?

The tip of the stone sharpener had already penetrated into the second half of the rockery. After a while, the position was pulled back a lot.

It's just a matter of time before the rockery is divided into two.

Suddenly at some point, with a "click", the entire rockery was cut off by a sharp stone sharp knife.

All the ghosts' hearts also made a fierce crackle.

What will the ending be?

The audience was silent, waiting for the answer after the knife with breath—
Chapter completed!
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