Lu Chen was about to break the two thousand mark, and everyone's expressions completely changed.
Their faces are as ugly as they look now.
From the beginning, they were sure that Chase Lu could not get any of the answers right, but now they are thinking that even if Chen Lu gets one wrong! It doesn’t matter if he gets one wrong!
However, Chase Lu was not only right.
As he got further back, Lu Chen even began to speed up the delivery of medicinal materials, as if he was slapping all of them in the face with greater force in this way.
Their faces were all swollen from being slapped!
The dignity in my heart has long been trampled on by Chase Lu and is nothing.
"This is impossible! Impossible!"
Zhou Qingcang's chest was heaving up and down. He no longer had the calmness and calmness he had just now. His dignity was undoubtedly trampled on by Lu Chen.
How negative he was towards Chen Lu's achievements before, how painful it was that his face was slapped by Chen Lu now.
He cannot accept this fact!
He is the eighth son of the Demon City, and is known as the number one medical practitioner in Jingzhou among the younger generation!
Although he didn't say it, he thought so too!
Among his peers, no one in this state can surpass him in medical skills!
He was so arrogant when attending this grand gathering of medical knowledge that he even refused the opportunity to become a disciple of Chinese medicine because he was very confident in his medical skills.
Absolutely invincible among his peers!
No one can surpass him.
But he didn't expect that Chen Lu would come out and slap his face swollen.
He was confident that he could identify all three thousand medicinal materials, but he would never be able to identify them all within an hour. However, Lu Chen did what he couldn't do.
His strong self-esteem found it difficult to accept such a result, but the reality forced him to accept that Lu Chen's medical skills and memory were simply better than him!
And it’s so powerful that it’s beyond his reach!
Zhou Qingcang clenched his fists tightly, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he took a deep breath and said: "There is no need to report later. I have already answered two thousand medicinal materials correctly. I admit that your results in the first round are true."
"Don't rush to admit defeat. Let me finish my answer. Why can't I bear this point? I think the Eighth Young Master of Demon City is just like this. He has a great reputation, but his ability is not good."
Lu Chen laughed lightly and was very arrogant. He had no good impression of this eighth son of the Demon City, even if he had never met the other six.
But neither He Junzhe nor Zhou Qingcang had any favorable impressions of them.
He is arrogant and arrogant.
He is a majestic blood Shura who is an underground emperor outside the country. He ranks first in the Great Xia God List. His medical and martial arts are unparalleled, and his achievements are unparalleled in the past and present.
Not only that.
He is also the 38th generation descendant of Guigu, the once most sacred place in Daxia!
No matter how famous you are, it won't be famous all over the world.
He didn't even drift.
These two people were just in one state and had achieved something in a certain field, and they began to look down on anyone. They really thought they were invincible.
It's okay that he hasn't met him, but since he has met him, if you are so arrogant like me, I will teach you a lesson and let you know what it means to have someone outside the world and a sky outside the world!
As for offending Zhou Qingcang.
He thought it was ridiculous.
Does he need to take the eighth son of the Demon City seriously?
So what if I'm offended?
If you don’t accept it, fight to convince it!
So, next.
Lu Chen responded to Zhou Qingcang's arrogance in his own way.
His speed of reporting medicinal materials increased again without making any mistakes.