Purple level elixir, everyone rubbed their eyes violently until they finally made sure they were not blinded, then they couldn't help but their hearts beating wildly.
Orange level, Ling Xiao is a real orange level. It is really incredible that an orange level soul master can refine a purple level elixir.
Of course, because it was so unbelievable, someone immediately shouted loudly: "Xiao Lang cheated, how could it be possible otherwise?"
This person's words represented the views of most people, so the masked man who was the referee carefully observed the purple-level elixir again, and then said very solemnly: "I guarantee with my life that this elixir was just refined. Made of.”
Others didn't know the identity of the masked man. How could Uncle Zou and the representatives from various soul sects acting as "jury" not know? They had never doubted the identification of the masked man.
Since the representatives of the various sects did not say anything, no one dared to question their judgment no matter how unwilling they were.
The masked man was obviously very curious, and couldn't help but ask more: "I dare to ask Your Majesty Xiao Lang, with your orange-level cultivation, you can refine so many green-level Mingmu Pills in one pill furnace, which is incredible. , and how was this purple-level Divine Eye Pill refined?"
Ling Xiao smiled slightly: "Actually, this is the secret of my personal refining of medicine, but since you asked, if I don't tell it, many people will be dissatisfied. Anyway, if I tell you, you won't be able to learn it anyway, so I will Tell you."
Although many people didn't know how to refine medicine, they still wanted to hear what the mystery was when Ling Xiao opened his mouth to explain it. Those alchemists all had their ears stretched out, fearing to miss any of Ling Xiao's words.
"It's like this. I don't have enough soul power, so I can only refine green-level elixirs for the time being. But I have a method of refining alchemy that can recycle a large amount of green-level elixirs, and then use all the effects of the green-level elixirs. Absorbing them all and then refining them, that is to say, I used a large amount of green-level eyesight pills to refine a purple-level eyesight pill. If you don't believe it, you can take a look at my batch of eyesight pills."
As soon as Ling Xiao finished speaking, the masked man slapped the pill furnace with his palm, and all the Mingmu Pills in that furnace flew out and scattered on the floor.
The people around picked up the Mingmu Pills and took a look. Sure enough, all those Mingmu Pills turned into medicine dregs at some point.
"It's amazing." No one doubted that Ling Xiao obtained the purple-level elixir through cheating, and all the doubtful eyes turned into envy and jealousy.
Such a heaven-defying alchemist, no matter which sect costs a lot of money, he is willing to win over him.
Representatives from various soul sects who acted as impartial persons all looked at Ling Xiao with ardent eyes, as if Ling Xiao was a peerless beauty who has fascinated thousands of men. Goosebumps suddenly appeared all over Ling Xiao's body: "Well, it's so cold. "
The most depressing person on the field was Ouyang Xun of the Mingtian Sect. Seeing that he was about to win the first place, he didn't expect to be "robbed of love" by Ling Xiao. He was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe because he didn't. And choked to death.
Although Nangong Yurong and Zou Lian, who were originally ranked second and third, were disappointed, when they saw Ouyang Xun's defeated look, their disappointment was immediately wiped away and replaced with a look of gloating.
Seeing the pity, sympathy and gloating expressions of those around him, Ouyang Xun wished he could find a piece of the hardest tofu in the world and hit him to death.
Ling Xiao's unique skills are unparalleled. He deserves the first place in this competition.
After three games, Ling Xiao won two, and Wang Wenke of Ksitigarbha Sect won one. Ling Xiao had a clear advantage.
In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that if those people hadn't blocked Ling Xiao's way during the second game, there was no telling who the winner of that game would be.
The "country boy" who was originally the least favored by everyone has now become a hot favorite. Many young masters have to lament that the world is unpredictable and that they were born at the wrong time. If they were born, why should Xiao Lang be born.
However, there are still two games that have not started yet, so everyone has a chance.
Because in the fourth battle, one victory can lead to two wins on the spot. As long as whoever can win this one, then they will have the opportunity to challenge Ling Xiao again.
However, if Ling Xiao wins this match again, Ling Xiao will be the best in the world and no one can catch up.
Of course, now that Ling Xiao is in the spotlight, everyone will be watching him. Even if they can't win, they will fight Ling Xiao to the death to make Ling Xiao suffer.
Except for Ling Xiao, none of the young masters who came to choose a son-in-law were from famous sects.
If not for anything else, but for the sake of their sect’s face, they would never make life easy for Ling Xiao.
Moreover, the fighting rules in the fourth game were very favorable to these people. The Zou family thought that one-on-one fighting was too troublesome, so they adopted a group fighting mode.
Two hundred people are divided into eight groups, and twenty-five people fight in groups. Whoever is the last one standing on the playing field will be the winner of that group, and will compete one-on-one with the winners of other groups.
Ling Xiao shrugged. In fact, he knew that he would definitely not win this game because he did not dare to use his full strength in front of everyone.
So it doesn't matter whether he beats him or not in this game, but giving up without fighting is not Ling Xiao's style. Even if he loses, he will kick away a few guys who want to mess with him.
Ling Xiao didn't even need to use his brain to think about it. Those guys looked at him with extremely unkind eyes. It was already clear what they were thinking.
Just as Ling Xiao was stretching his muscles, dozens of masked men stood up again and joined forces to use their power to divide the open space in the Ten Thousand Halls into eight areas.
Afterwards, Uncle Zou chuckled and said: "Everyone, in order to ensure the fairness of the competition, no one from our Zou family participates. There are exactly eight candidates from the three families in three days, three places and three places. They are divided into eight groups as seed players, and the others are randomly Everyone has no objection to the distribution."
In fact, even if someone has an opinion, no one will raise it. If anyone is stupid and makes a protest in this situation, wouldn't it be obvious that he will be in trouble with the three families?
There was only a moment of silence, and then Uncle Zou immediately said: "Since everyone has no objections, now the grouping will officially begin."
Li Qingming of the Yuntian Sect, Min Kang of the Haotian Sect, Ouyang Xun of the Mingtian Sect, Wang Wenke of the Dizang Sect, Chu Bufan of the Dixian Sect, Nangong Yurong of the Diqian Sect, Long Han of the Long Family and Tang Jiangyu of the Tang Family were assigned to different eight groups. group, and the drawing of lots for other people is done by drawing out the names and dividing them randomly.
Very lucky, or rather unlucky for Li Qingming, Ling Xiao was assigned to the same group as him.
The disciples who came to participate in the fourth battle this time all made a life-or-death attitude, and were responsible for their own life and death.
Therefore, even if you kill someone in a martial arts competition, you will not be punished. This made Ling Xiao decide that he must win this competition.
How to deal with Li Qingming, of course, there is only one word: kill.
For the sake of fairness in the competition, all the candidates who had consumed a lot of soul power in the third game were restored by Zou Jialan's soul-replenishing elixir, and their condition suddenly returned to its peak state.
Therefore, no one can take advantage of this fight.
Regarding the fourth battle, the disciples of the Three Heavens and Three Earths Family were actually well prepared. Before the competition, they recruited many disciples who knew that they had little chance. If they were assigned to the same venue, please invite them to join them. Join forces to fight against the enemy.
So when Ling Xiao stood on the field where Li Qingming was, the other twenty-four people unanimously turned their attention to Ling Xiao.
Li Qingming is the great-great-grandson of the head of the Yuntian Sect, and Ling Xiao is not famous no matter how rich he is, so it is clear whose side they want to side with.
Although Ling Xiao has many magic weapons, they believe that a real battle cannot be won by having more magic weapons.
They were very confident because they were 24 to 1. As long as Ling Xiao was knocked out of the field, the winner of this game would undoubtedly be Li Qingming.
"If you know better and quit voluntarily, I won't make things difficult for you." Li Qingming expressed his attitude very generously. In his opinion, he was already very graceful.
Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao just smiled indifferently: "If you know better and quit voluntarily, I will spare your life."
Although people in other places were also preparing for battle, they all remained silent. Therefore, everyone heard the conversation between Ling Xiao and Li Qingming.
If it were the first game, everyone would think that Ling Xiao was a big talker, but after the first three games, they had reason to believe that Ling Xiao might have this ability.
Li Qingming's eyes moved slightly, showing his murderous intent: "Brothers, come on."
Without saying a word, the children of the aristocratic families who were won over by Li Qingming each took out their own weapons and attacked Ling Xiao aggressively.
When Ling Xiao's hands turned into sword fingers, everyone's hearts felt as if they had been hit hard by a hammer.
I saw Ling Xiao's sword pointing out, and countless orange sword shadows flew out, stabbing crazily at the children of the aristocratic families who were rushing towards him.
The Void Sword Finger of Yuntian Sect.
Bang bang bang bang... The sword shadow collided with the children of the aristocratic families, arousing countless orange light spots and then disappeared immediately.
None of those disciples were wearing armor. With Ling Xiaocheng's level of cultivation, there was no way he could hurt them.
Even so, Ling Xiao's sword finger still shocked everyone, and the most shocked one was Li Qingming of the Yuntian Sect.
You must know that the Yuntian Sect's sword skills have always been a secret that has not been passed down. As long as an outsider learns their sword skills, they will always be killed without mercy.
"Stop." Li Qingming suddenly stopped the children of the aristocratic families who were about to kill Ling Xiao. He glared at Ling Xiao fiercely with his eyes like swords: "Who are you? How come you know the unique skill of our Yuntian Sect."
"The secret skill of Yuntian Sect." Ling Xiao sneered twice: "I just bought a shabby skill from a beggar, but you insist on saying that it is the skill of your Yuntian Sect. You are really too thick-skinned."
Everyone on the field couldn't help but rolled their eyes. They all saw that Ling Xiao was indeed using the Void Sword Finger of the Yuntian Sect, and Ling Xiao insisted on saying that others were thick-skinned. Others could only look up to him for his shameless skills. .
Ling Xiao continued to say in a very rogue manner: "I have several matching skills that I got from that beggar. See if they are all skills of your Yuntian Sect."
After that, Ling Xiao also showed several other sword skills of Yuntian Sect to Li Qingming, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
"If you think I'm secretly learning the sword skills of your Yuntian Sect, how about we compete against each other and whoever loses is a parallel import." Ling Xiao looked at Li Qingming with a wicked smile, which was very provocative. .
Ling Xiao insisted that the Yuntian Sect's sword skills came from beggars, which was a great insult to the Yuntian Sect.
"You..." Li Qingming was trembling with anger. He had always been proud of his sect and origin, and would never allow anyone to insult his sect: "Get out of your way, I want to fight him alone."
The corner of Ling Xiao's mouth curved, and a sly smile flashed quietly. He knew that his provocation method had finally succeeded.