Youth's Cultivation

Fu Hua was also shocked. He was only twenty-five years old. He was a fourth level middle grade eight turn alchemist. He had been firm for tens of thousands of years and had not added such a guy! Genius, absolute genius, but I seem to have lost the opportunity to have a relationship with this genius. If I had just said a fair word! Well, I only added five points in the end, but those five points made the boy even with Su Yang, and it didn't offend him. Well, come down and find a chance to practice and tell the pavilion leader that such people must be friends!

Qin yuan's face was ugly. This bastard turned eight times. He couldn't do it himself. He didn't have any hope. He could barely turn five times and four times!

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"Everyone, the competition has been completed. According to the results of the first three rounds of competition, let's announce the candidates on the candidate list: Lu Yu, 83 points, No. 30! Mu'an, eighty five, twenty ninth! "

As the host announced the final list, everyone knew their results in an instant and thought it would be no use if it was lower than 83!

Several families are happy and several families are sad. However, many people who bet are disappointed that it is a draw. How can it be a draw? The bet doesn't say a draw. They are busy and excited, but someone has poured down the bet point, waiting for the final result to come out and get their bet back!

"Sixth place, Lu Xuan, 100 * * 7 points, fifth place, Luo Qing, 105 points, fourth place, Mohe, 105.9 points!" Luo Qing was helpless. He made several mistakes in the first round of Mohe, but he really fell behind at 0.1 point for five kinds of herbs. In the second round, Mohe exceeded one point. Alas, it doesn't matter. There's no difference between the fourth and fifth! It's a pity that Su Yang, a waste, was in a draw with Wang Xiaohu. He didn't earn his own spirit stone, but luckily Qin Yuan made trouble, otherwise Su Yang lost and his hundreds of thousands of spirit stones would be gone!

"The third place is Su Yang, 107 points!"

"Second place Wang Xiaohu, 107:1!"

"The first peony, 109 points!"

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"Ah, it's impossible. How could this happen? How could Su Yang lose!"

"Lying grass, zero point one, is there a mistake!"

"No, I, I pressed 50000 spirit stones on Su Yang! This piece of crap, you can't win if someone helps you cheat! "

"Hahaha, I earned it, I earned it, and I pressed 30000. These are 300000. Give it to the spirit stone quickly!"

A few happy, a few sad!

"It's not fair. It's one point to zero. Who knows if it's greasy!"

"Yes, that Wang Xiaohu asked master Fu Hua to give him extra points. It's not fair. There must be a black curtain. Retreat spirit stone, this bet doesn't count!"

"Retreat spirit stone!"

"Retreat spirit stone!"

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"Seek death. This is the gambling game set up by the valley master. Willing to gamble and admit defeat, the people who beat Wang Xiaohu come to receive ten times the spirit stone. Others go away and dare to make trouble and kill!"

The three Medicine Valley elders who have perfected their spiritual realm exude a strong murderous spirit. As soon as they say this, the friars who clamored for the retreat of the spirit stone immediately shut up. I'll go to the gambling game set up by the Soviet bandits. Anyone who dares to make trouble can see that Wang Xiaohu has been treated unfairly, but the Soviet bandits have not stood up. Now Wang Xiaohu has won, even 0.1 point ahead, That's a win. They're not trying to die!