Song Zihao nodded, "It's time to make a move."
With that, Song Zihao slowly stepped onto the ring.
"Zhou Yang, I didn't want to make a move, but your behavior is too arrogant. If I don't teach you a lesson, you will really think that no one in the Alchemy Guild can deal with you," Song Zihao said as he took out the Alchemy Furnace, like a senior educating a junior.
"Young Master, your materials."
At this time, Cheng Qiaoqing also brought the materials.
Zhou Yang nodded. When Lady Jiu arrived, he already knew that he had materials. When he opened the box, he found that it was filled to the brim. There were ten sets of materials for the Star Pill.
"It's boring to just compete. Why don't we make a bet?" Zhou Yang suddenly smiled.
"What do you want to bet?" Song Zihao said disdainfully.
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "You like to use that hand when you force others to test the pill for you."
"Shut up, I don't know what you are talking about." Song Zihao pointed at Zhou Yang and said angrily.
"It seems to be the right hand." Zhou Yang looked at Song Zihao's hand and said coldly, "Since it's the right hand, let's bet on the right hand. If you lose, you will break your right arm."
Hiss!
The crowd below the stage gasped. Tang Yuewu and the others covered their mouths, revealing a horrified expression.
Betting on the arm!
For an alchemist, it was no different from gambling with their lives.
Song Zihao clenched his teeth and his expression was incomparably cold. His fist made cracking sounds, and after a long while, he said word by word, "If you want to bet, then I'll bet with you. But don't regret it when the time comes."
"I won't be the one who will regret it."
Then, Zhou Yang also took out the Alchemy Furnace.
The two started almost at the same time. The scene instantly became silent. Only the sound of the flame in the Alchemy Furnace could be heard.
Dissolve, fuse, refine …
The speed was almost the same, but when it came to condensing the pill seal, Song Zihao started to take the lead.
"Zhou Yang, you have made a big mistake." Song Zihao said with a proud look.
"Mistake?" Zhou Yang asked with a smile.
"That's right, you have to understand that I, Song Zihao, will never do anything that I am not confident in. Previously, you spent 50 minutes to refine the Two-Mark Star Pill. Even if you held back and managed to break my record on the ranking list, it would still be useless. The 40 minutes and 11 seconds on the ranking list is not my limit, I also held back."
After Song Zihao finished speaking, his speed once again increased a bit. In less than ten minutes, he did not condense the pill seal and entered the stage of accumulating the pill.
"What should we do? Zhou Yang has fallen behind. He has fallen behind."
Tang Yuewu said anxiously. Xiong Ziyi, Cheng Qiaoqing, and the others also revealed worried expressions.
Seeing that the three women were all worried about Zhou Yang, Murong Zhenjie's expression became even uglier. He turned around to look at his lackeys and said, "Summon Young Master Zhou Shaoyu, Young Master Wan Zhen, and all the guards of the Dan Alliance."
"Yes, Eldest Senior Brother." With that, the man quickly left.
"Murong Zhenjie, what do you mean?" Tang Yuewu frowned.
"Since it is a gambling fight, he must be willing to accept his loss. I am only doing this to prevent Zhou Yang from acting shamelessly. If he does not dare to cut off one of his arms, we will personally help him." Murong Zhenjie said coldly.
"How can you be so cruel? How did Zhou Yang offend you?"
* * =/
"Humph, trash should be trash. Since he dares to snatch my woman, he must die." Murong Zhenjie's expression became somewhat ferocious.
"You …" Tang Yuewu suddenly understood that it was because of her.
"Unless you agree to marry me, he will not have a good end." Murong Zhenjie said in a low voice.
"I said that I will marry whoever is the Young Master Dan."
Tang Yuewu's expression froze. She turned her head and looked up. She saw that Zhou Yang had also raised his head and looked at her at the same time. There was a strange smile at the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, Tang Yuewu suddenly felt that her nervous heart had calmed down. She had seen such a smile before. Every time Zhou Yang revealed such a smile, it meant that everything was under control.
Half an hour later, Song Zihao stopped.
Just now, he had also put the Pill Seal of the Yun Dan into the Alchemy Furnace. Now he was waiting for the Yun Dan to succeed. Judging from the time, he would be able to successfully refine it in less than 40 minutes.
As for Zhou Yang, he had just begun to condense the Pill Seal of the Yun Dan. He was at least 10 minutes behind.
The gap was huge.
In this short half an hour, Zhou Shaoyu, Wan Zhenyi, and a large number of Dan Guild guards had arrived. In addition, Luo Han, the second genius of Zhong Luo City, and Yue Siqin, one of the four beauties of the six cities, were also by Luo Han's side.
Even many of the older generation had quietly arrived.
"Zhou Yang, you don't need to refine anymore. You and I will win by one point."
At this moment, Song Zihao suddenly stood up. His thunderous voice broke the silence, and then he slapped his Alchemy Furnace. The next moment, the lid opened, and the Star Pill floated into the sky.
"One line, two lines … Song Zihao has successfully refined it. The time is 38 minutes and 17 seconds. Song Zihao wins this competition!" Deacon Li announced loudly.
"Haha …"
Almost at the same time, Song Zihao and Murong Zhenjie laughed out loud.
"Zhou Yang, it's all over. Are you still making a fool of yourself? My Zhou family has lost all its face. Stop!" Zhou Shaoyu shouted.
"This time, do you have anything to say?"
Murong Zhenjie flew directly to the stage and took out his long sword.
"You want to fight?" Zhou Yang suddenly stopped the Pill Seal in his hand and looked back at Murong Zhenjie, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Hmph, if you agree to bet, you must accept your loss. Quickly break your right arm, otherwise everyone here will not agree." Murong Zhenjie was forced to take a step back by Zhou Yang's gaze, but his face was still arrogant.
Zhou Yang ignored Murong Zhenjie and continued to pour Genuine Qi into the Alchemy Furnace.
Infusing Genuine Qi into a pill could make the pill more spiritual power.
"Sure enough, he is going to be shameless. Brother Murong has foresight." Wan Zhenyi smiled and waved his hand. He led dozens of warriors to surround the stage.
Murong Zhenjie did the same, letting the guards of the Dan Alliance surround the stage in a circle, making it so that not even a drop of water could leak through.
"Wait a minute." Sima Yan spoke once again, but this time, he was blocked by Yu Ding. "Junior Brother Sima, this is a matter between the youngsters. It's best if we don't get involved, in case people say that we're biased."
Sima Yan frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly stared at the Alchemy Furnace for a while.
"If that's the case, then let the juniors settle it." With a smile, Sima Yan regained his previous calmness. Although Yu Ding was a little puzzled, he did not ask further.
"Brother Murong, since he doesn't dare to do it himself, then let the winner decide the fate of the loser." Zhou Shaoyu laughed.
Murong Zhenjie nodded, handed the sword to Song Zihao, and said: "Junior Brother Song, do it. I don't think he will dare to resist."
"Thank you, Senior Brother."
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