Chapter 48
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"What a pity!"
Wang Bao pitifully looked at Zhen Qiang as if he had been struck by lightning. He snorted and covered his chest.
Then, I couldn't help rubbing my hands.
Lost.
Just lose!
If you don't lose, how can I pretend to be forced? Ha ha ha...
Song Bo sighed slightly, light and inaudible. He looked at Lin Lang next to him with gloomy eyes. Song Bo said quietly, "Lin Lang won this game!"
No more explanation is needed.
A three fold increase is enough to convince Lin Lang!
"Thank you for your mercy, senior brother!" Lin Lang smiled and arched his hand at Zhen Qiang.
Zhen Qiang was stunned, then his eyes erupted with anger, his whole body trembled, and his internal organs seemed to burst.
Mom, sell batch!
You're saying this on purpose, aren't you?
"Hum!"
With a cold hum, Zhen Qiang walked down the bucket table with a gloomy face.
After Song Bo and Liu Qinghe returned, Liu Qinghe and the disciples of Shendan sect were very relaxed, but song Bo and them were dignified.
Blocked the sound.
Song Bo said in a deep and incomparable way, "trouble! But he underestimated this son. I didn't expect that he had mastered such special patterns. I've just sensed that this pattern is very difficult to brand, but it has strong practical effect. Among the three leaf refiners, as long as he uses this pattern to refine tools, my sect will never win!"
A group of elders gnash their teeth.
That's just "huh?"
Song Bo was stunned.
Then, the reaction came, and suddenly his eyes lit up, but he said with some hesitation, "he, OK? Didn't you say that his own rank is only a two leaf alchemist?"
Zhang Mu sneered, "Lord, Lin Lang is a monster. If you want to deal with such a monster, you have to use a more monster. Coincidentally, Wang Bao is a monster and can no longer be a monster!"
"I have confidence in him!"
"Although his refining device is not high-grade, it is likely that various special effects will turn defeat into victory!"
A group of elders looked tangled. Then they looked at Song Bo one after another. Song Bo must be the master of such events.
Half a ring.
Song Bo breathed out his breath, leaned forward and said with a gloomy face, "it's all right! Let the dead horse be a living horse doctor. Let him try! Zhang Mu, go and inform him!"
Zhang Mu nodded, stood up, stepped down from the high-rise seat, and then went straight to Wang Bao.
Along the way, the disciples of the ancient ware sect saluted Zhang Mu one after another. Wu you saw Zhang Mu coming from a distance, his face changed greatly, got up respectfully, waited until Zhang Mu approached and said, "Master Zhang!"
Zhang Mu nodded, looked at Wang Bao and said with a light smile, "Wang Bao, next game, you go!"
Wang Bao smiled.
After watching for so long, it's my turn to pretend!
...
...
Step on the bucket table.
Wang Bao's cool expression and slightly high head made Lin Lang jump.
After he showed his demon talent, this guy on stage can still maintain this attitude. Is it difficult that he still has confidence and can beat me?
The thought flashed away in his mind. Lin Lang lost his smile and shook his head slightly.
The patterns he used were not simple. In ancient times, they were called the "combined pattern method". They can combine several patterns. You can imagine how powerful it is!
It can be said that for so many years, he almost only studied this pattern, and he didn't dare to come to the ancient ware sect until he mastered it.
"Younger martial brother is very young!" Lin Lang asked tentatively.
Wang Bao said coldly, "younger than you!"
Lin Lang's expression was stiff, and his heart was slightly resentful.
They say I'm young and frivolous. Now it seems that this guy is more arrogant than me?
The old host came up, his eyes twinkled with worry, and said in a deep voice, "the competition begins, and the rules are the same as the last one!"
"Wait!"
Wang Bao suddenly waved.
Then he arched his hands to the host and said, "senior, I have something to say!"
The host nodded.
Wang Bao looked at Lin Lang and said with a light smile, "I don't think we need to waste time! Refining a weapon takes so long. I don't have time to play with you. Well, I have a proposal. I can refine the weapon you refined again to ensure that the value is at least twice that before refining. If I succeed, I win and you lose, how about it?"
Lin Lang's eyes twitched.
His face suddenly darkened.
"Younger martial brother, are you kidding?"
Can I double the value of the weapon I refined?
Sleeping trough, are you kidding me?
Wang Bao sneered, "why? Dare not?"
Lin Lang's heart was stuffy. After half a ring, he said coldly, "OK! This is what you said! Since you want to lose, I can help you!"
The host looked at Song Bo bitterly.
He can't change the rules temporarily!
At the high-level seat, song Bo frowned and his eyes twinkled with depression. He glanced at Zhang Mu, who was also depressed. Song BOCAI said loudly, "let's do it!"
Lin Lang took Lin Lang's sword and threw it to Wang Bao with a sneer.
Wang Bao took it and said to song Bo, "master, I don't know how much this sword is valued now?"
Song Bo thought for a moment and shouted in a deep voice, "200000 Zhongpin Yuanshi!"
"Do you agree?"
Wang Bao looks at Lin Lang.
Lin Lang thought carefully, nodded and said, "what uncle Song said is not much different from what I expected! Yes!"
Wang Bao smiled at the corners of his mouth, and then threw Lin Lang's sword directly into the stove.
The slightly boiling flame calcined the sword.
People looked, looked, some people's faces were ugly.
"What is this?"
"Why not send fire?"
"Isn't he going to refine again? You're refining!"
At the high-level seat, song Bo's look suddenly becomes extremely cold and fierce. If Wang Bao dares to fool around on this occasion this time, no matter what talent Wang Bao has, he will take a heavy responsibility!
Wang Bao turned a deaf ear to the outside world and secretly began to refine Lin Lang's sword.
For a long time.
Wang Bao nodded contentedly, dissipated the fire directly, recalled the sword, took it in his hand, made a gesture, and said to Lin Lang, "I'm finished refining!"
There was silence all around.
Lin Lang, his face was confused.
Emma!
what the fuck!
This is fucking finished?
You throw it into the fire, less than three hundred breath, this is what you call re refining?
What's up?
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"What a pity!"
Wang Bao pitifully looked at Zhen Qiang as if he had been struck by lightning. He snorted and covered his chest.
Then, I couldn't help rubbing my hands.
Lost.
Just lose!
If you don't lose, how can I pretend to be forced? Ha ha ha...
Song Bo sighed slightly, light and inaudible. He looked at Lin Lang next to him with gloomy eyes. Song Bo said quietly, "Lin Lang won this game!"
No more explanation is needed.
A three fold increase is enough to convince Lin Lang!
"Thank you for your mercy, senior brother!" Lin Lang smiled and arched his hand at Zhen Qiang.
Zhen Qiang was stunned, then his eyes erupted with anger, his whole body trembled, and his internal organs seemed to burst.
Mom, sell batch!
You're saying this on purpose, aren't you?
"Hum!"
With a cold hum, Zhen Qiang walked down the bucket table with a gloomy face.
After Song Bo and Liu Qinghe returned, Liu Qinghe and the disciples of Shendan sect were very relaxed, but song Bo and them were dignified.
Blocked the sound.
Song Bo said in a deep and incomparable way, "trouble! But he underestimated this son. I didn't expect that he had mastered such special patterns. I've just sensed that this pattern is very difficult to brand, but it has strong practical effect. Among the three leaf refiners, as long as he uses this pattern to refine tools, my sect will never win!"
A group of elders gnash their teeth.
That's just "huh?"
Song Bo was stunned.
Then, the reaction came, and suddenly his eyes lit up, but he said with some hesitation, "he, OK? Didn't you say that his own rank is only a two leaf alchemist?"
Zhang Mu sneered, "Lord, Lin Lang is a monster. If you want to deal with such a monster, you have to use a more monster. Coincidentally, Wang Bao is a monster and can no longer be a monster!"
"I have confidence in him!"
"Although his refining device is not high-grade, it is likely that various special effects will turn defeat into victory!"
A group of elders looked tangled. Then they looked at Song Bo one after another. Song Bo must be the master of such events.
Half a ring.
Song Bo breathed out his breath, leaned forward and said with a gloomy face, "it's all right! Let the dead horse be a living horse doctor. Let him try! Zhang Mu, go and inform him!"
Zhang Mu nodded, stood up, stepped down from the high-rise seat, and then went straight to Wang Bao.
Along the way, the disciples of the ancient ware sect saluted Zhang Mu one after another. Wu you saw Zhang Mu coming from a distance, his face changed greatly, got up respectfully, waited until Zhang Mu approached and said, "Master Zhang!"
Zhang Mu nodded, looked at Wang Bao and said with a light smile, "Wang Bao, next game, you go!"
Wang Bao smiled.
After watching for so long, it's my turn to pretend!
...
...
Step on the bucket table.
Wang Bao's cool expression and slightly high head made Lin Lang jump.
After he showed his demon talent, this guy on stage can still maintain this attitude. Is it difficult that he still has confidence and can beat me?
The thought flashed away in his mind. Lin Lang lost his smile and shook his head slightly.
The patterns he used were not simple. In ancient times, they were called the "combined pattern method". They can combine several patterns. You can imagine how powerful it is!
It can be said that for so many years, he almost only studied this pattern, and he didn't dare to come to the ancient ware sect until he mastered it.
"Younger martial brother is very young!" Lin Lang asked tentatively.
Wang Bao said coldly, "younger than you!"
Lin Lang's expression was stiff, and his heart was slightly resentful.
They say I'm young and frivolous. Now it seems that this guy is more arrogant than me?
The old host came up, his eyes twinkled with worry, and said in a deep voice, "the competition begins, and the rules are the same as the last one!"
"Wait!"
Wang Bao suddenly waved.
Then he arched his hands to the host and said, "senior, I have something to say!"
The host nodded.
Wang Bao looked at Lin Lang and said with a light smile, "I don't think we need to waste time! Refining a weapon takes so long. I don't have time to play with you. Well, I have a proposal. I can refine the weapon you refined again to ensure that the value is at least twice that before refining. If I succeed, I win and you lose, how about it?"
Lin Lang's eyes twitched.
His face suddenly darkened.
"Younger martial brother, are you kidding?"
Can I double the value of the weapon I refined?
Sleeping trough, are you kidding me?
Wang Bao sneered, "why? Dare not?"
Lin Lang's heart was stuffy. After half a ring, he said coldly, "OK! This is what you said! Since you want to lose, I can help you!"
The host looked at Song Bo bitterly.
He can't change the rules temporarily!
At the high-level seat, song Bo frowned and his eyes twinkled with depression. He glanced at Zhang Mu, who was also depressed. Song BOCAI said loudly, "let's do it!"
Lin Lang took Lin Lang's sword and threw it to Wang Bao with a sneer.
Wang Bao took it and said to song Bo, "master, I don't know how much this sword is valued now?"
Song Bo thought for a moment and shouted in a deep voice, "200000 Zhongpin Yuanshi!"
"Do you agree?"
Wang Bao looks at Lin Lang.
Lin Lang thought carefully, nodded and said, "what uncle Song said is not much different from what I expected! Yes!"
Wang Bao smiled at the corners of his mouth, and then threw Lin Lang's sword directly into the stove.
The slightly boiling flame calcined the sword.
People looked, looked, some people's faces were ugly.
"What is this?"
"Why not send fire?"
"Isn't he going to refine again? You're refining!"
At the high-level seat, song Bo's look suddenly becomes extremely cold and fierce. If Wang Bao dares to fool around on this occasion this time, no matter what talent Wang Bao has, he will take a heavy responsibility!
Wang Bao turned a deaf ear to the outside world and secretly began to refine Lin Lang's sword.
For a long time.
Wang Bao nodded contentedly, dissipated the fire directly, recalled the sword, took it in his hand, made a gesture, and said to Lin Lang, "I'm finished refining!"
There was silence all around.
Lin Lang, his face was confused.
Emma!
what the fuck!
This is fucking finished?
You throw it into the fire, less than three hundred breath, this is what you call re refining?
What's up?
"What a pity!"Wang Bao pitifully looked at Zhen Qiang as if he had been struck by lightning. He snorted and covered his chest.Then, I couldn't help rubbing my hands.Lost.Just lose!If you don't lose, how can I pretend to be forced? Ha ha ha...Song Bo sighed slightly, light and inaudible. He looked at Lin Lang next to him with gloomy eyes. Song Bo said quietly, "Lin Lang won this game!"No more explanation is needed.A three fold increase is enough to convince Lin Lang!"Thank you for your mercy, senior brother!" Lin Lang smiled and arched his hand at Zhen Qiang.Zhen Qiang was stunned, then his eyes erupted with anger, his whole body trembled, and his internal organs seemed to burst.Mom, sell batch!You're saying this on purpose, aren't you?"Hum!"With a cold hum, Zhen Qiang walked down the bucket table with a gloomy face.After Song Bo and Liu Qinghe returned, Liu Qinghe and the disciples of Shendan sect were very relaxed, but song Bo and them were dignified.Blocked the sound.Song Bo said in a deep and incomparable way, "trouble! But he underestimated this son. I didn't expect that he had mastered such special patterns. I've just sensed that this pattern is very difficult to brand, but it has strong practical effect. Among the three leaf refiners, as long as he uses this pattern to refine tools, my sect will never win!"A group of elders gnash their teeth.That's just "huh?"Song Bo was stunned.Then, the reaction came, and suddenly his eyes lit up, but he said with some hesitation, "he, OK? Didn't you say that his own rank is only a two leaf alchemist?"Zhang Mu sneered, "Lord, Lin Lang is a monster. If you want to deal with such a monster, you have to use a more monster. Coincidentally, Wang Bao is a monster and can no longer be a monster!""I have confidence in him!""Although his refining device is not high-grade, it is likely that various special effects will turn defeat into victory!"A group of elders looked tangled. Then they looked at Song Bo one after another. Song Bo must be the master of such events.Half a ring.Song Bo breathed out his breath, leaned forward and said with a gloomy face, "it's all right! Let the dead horse be a living horse doctor. Let him try! Zhang Mu, go and inform him!"Zhang Mu nodded, stood up, stepped down from the high-rise seat, and then went straight to Wang Bao.Along the way, the disciples of the ancient ware sect saluted Zhang Mu one after another. Wu you saw Zhang Mu coming from a distance, his face changed greatly, got up respectfully, waited until Zhang Mu approached and said, "Master Zhang!"Zhang Mu nodded, looked at Wang Bao and said with a light smile, "Wang Bao, next game, you go!"Wang Bao smiled.After watching for so long, it's my turn to pretend!......Step on the bucket table.Wang Bao's cool expression and slightly high head made Lin Lang jump.After he showed his demon talent, this guy on stage can still maintain this attitude. Is it difficult that he still has confidence and can beat me?The thought flashed away in his mind. Lin Lang lost his smile and shook his head slightly.The patterns he used were not simple. In ancient times, they were called the "combined pattern method". They can combine several patterns. You can imagine how powerful it is!It can be said that for so many years, he almost only studied this pattern, and he didn't dare to come to the ancient ware sect until he mastered it."Younger martial brother is very young!" Lin Lang asked tentatively.Wang Bao said coldly, "younger than you!"Lin Lang's expression was stiff, and his heart was slightly resentful.They say I'm young and frivolous. Now it seems that this guy is more arrogant than me?The old host came up, his eyes twinkled with worry, and said in a deep voice, "the competition begins, and the rules are the same as the last one!""Wait!"Wang Bao suddenly waved.Then he arched his hands to the host and said, "senior, I have something to say!"The host nodded.Wang Bao looked at Lin Lang and said with a light smile, "I don't think we need to waste time! Refining a weapon takes so long. I don't have time to play with you. Well, I have a proposal. I can refine the weapon you refined again to ensure that the value is at least twice that before refining. If I succeed, I win and you lose, how about it?"Lin Lang's eyes twitched.His face suddenly darkened."Younger martial brother, are you kidding?"Can I double the value of the weapon I refined?Sleeping trough, are you kidding me?Wang Bao sneered, "why? Dare not?"Lin Lang's heart was stuffy. After half a ring, he said coldly, "OK! This is what you said! Since you want to lose, I can help you!"The host looked at Song Bo bitterly.He can't change the rules temporarily!At the high-level seat, song Bo frowned and his eyes twinkled with depression. He glanced at Zhang Mu, who was also depressed. Song BOCAI said loudly, "let's do it!"Lin Lang took Lin Lang's sword and threw it to Wang Bao with a sneer.Wang Bao took it and said to song Bo, "master, I don't know how much this sword is valued now?"Song Bo thought for a moment and shouted in a deep voice, "200000 Zhongpin Yuanshi!""Do you agree?"Wang Bao looks at Lin Lang.Lin Lang thought carefully, nodded and said, "what uncle Song said is not much different from what I expected! Yes!"Wang Bao smiled at the corners of his mouth, and then threw Lin Lang's sword directly into the stove.The slightly boiling flame calcined the sword.People looked, looked, some people's faces were ugly."What is this?""Why not send fire?""Isn't he going to refine again? You're refining!"At the high-level seat, song Bo's look suddenly becomes extremely cold and fierce. If Wang Bao dares to fool around on this occasion this time, no matter what talent Wang Bao has, he will take a heavy responsibility!Wang Bao turned a deaf ear to the outside world and secretly began to refine Lin Lang's sword.For a long time.Wang Bao nodded contentedly, dissipated the fire directly, recalled the sword, took it in his hand, made a gesture, and said to Lin Lang, "I'm finished refining!"There was silence all around.Lin Lang, his face was confused.Emma!what the fuck!This is fucking finished?You throw it into the fire, less than three hundred breath, this is what you call re refining?What's up?
