The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 106: : Game 2, a tie?

　　Meng Chaoyang is indeed one step ahead of Zhang Tianmiao in progress.

　　 When the white smoke rose up, many Danzong disciples were secretly excited, at least in terms of progress, Meng Chaoyang was the winner.

　　Want Yaomen here, although some disciples appear to be nervous, more people still have confidence in Zhang Tianmiao.

　　 Meng Chaoyang has been sullen. At this moment, seeing that the medicine is about to be released, his face is also a little relieved. When he looks at that Zhang Tianmiao, the latter has not yet reached the final stage, and it is impossible. Keep up with yourself in progress.

　　 "This game, I must win!" Meng Chaoyang said inwardly, and at the same time extinguished the flame under the furnace.

　　 When Meng Chaoyang slowly opened the lid, everyone's hearts were suddenly lifted, and they craned their necks and narrowed their eyes, wanting to see the pill that Meng Chaoyang had refined.

　　 Meng Chaoyang took a pale blue pill from the pill furnace. The pill was completed, and the shape was round and full, and it seemed perfect.

　　 But Meng Chaoyang frowned undetectably.

　　 Elder Na Danzong approached, looked at the pill, nodded towards Meng Chaoyang, and then filled the pill into a jade bottle.

　　 On the other side, Zhang Tianmiao also speeded up the progress. After Meng Chaoyang was over, it took almost half a stick of incense to complete the pill.

　　The elder of the Wanyaomen filled Zhang Tianmiao's pill with a jade bottle, and together with the elder Nadanzong, he delivered the two's pill on the stone platform.

　　The judgment is still carried out by the old man and the old man.

　　 When the two pills appeared in front of them, both the old style and the old man in the palace, their expressions moved slightly.

　　 "Well, it's not bad, both of them are of medium quality." The old man nodded and said.

　　Gu Daofeng said: "Although the quality is the same, Meng Chaoyang's one was made earlier, so this time Meng Chaoyang won."

　　The old man surnamed the palace chuckled, shook his head, and said: "Old brother, don't be impatient. It's not that simple to decide which of these two pills is better."

　　 My brows were slightly frowned upon hearing the words of the ancient road.

　　 I only heard that the old man said again: "The two Po Erdan have the same quality, so in terms of quality, the two are a tie. Do you agree with the old brother?"

　　 Gu Daofeng nodded. He couldn't disagree with this. The quality of the two Po Erdan is indeed indistinguishable, and it is reasonable to be considered a tie.

The old man named 　　 held two elixirs and continued: "In terms of time, there is no doubt that Meng Chaoyang of Guizong is indeed better."

　　 Just as the ancient Daofeng was about to speak, the old man with the surname changed his voice: "But, if you look closely, this Po Erdan, a disciple of the noble sect, may be inferior in appearance." /

　　 Gu Daofeng expressionlessly said: "I don't think there is any difference between the appearance of the two Po Erdan."

　　 The old man surnamed the palace said oh, and he took a deep look at Gu Daofeng, who looked very calm.

　　 In fact, with Gu Daofeng's eyesight, the moment he saw the two Po Erdan, he could already see that there was indeed a slight gap between the two pills.

　　 This gap is reflected in the pill fragrance and color. Although it is very difficult to detect, the old Taoist style and the old man with the surname are all experienced pill cultivators. They are very experienced and can naturally be seen at a glance.

　　 If it is placed in normal times, this imperceptible difference is not a big deal, but right now, it is a competition of two alchemy. Any difference can be a decisive factor.

　　 Gu Daofeng wants to obscure the gap, but the old man with the surname will obviously not let Gu Daofeng succeed so easily.

The old man surnamed 　　 saw Gu Daofeng pretending to be stupid, and he didn’t care, and said, "Old brother, you and I know that these two medicines are of equal quality, but the appearance of Zhang Tianmiao’s child is slightly better. Your old brother should know this better than the old man."

　　 Gu Daofeng said calmly: "The appearance is only the second, quality is the key. These two medicines are of the same quality, regardless of the superiority or inferiority, and Meng Chaoyang uses less time. This is my Danzong victory. ."

　　 The old man surnamed the palace laughed loudly when he heard the words, and shook his head again and again at the old style.

　　 "Old brother, you are not right. Since you and I have our own opinions, it's better to be like this. You and I take a step back. How about a tie?" The old man named the palace said with a smile.

　　 Hearing this, the old style is a bit strange. This old guy is willing to take a step back. It is really rare.

　　 But the old man’s proposal, Gu Daofeng is also willing. After all, if he insisted on judging Meng Chaoyang’s victory in this game, he would be a bit reluctant. After all, the appearance of the pill is also very important and should be judged. Within the range.

　　 I would like to ask, two medicinal pills of equal quality, one is round and translucent, as bright as a pearl, and the other is pitted and dim. As long as the person is normal, he will choose the good-looking one.

　　 Even though Meng Chaoyang is one step ahead in the time of pill refining, the difference in the phase of pill medicine cannot be ignored.

　　 The two conflicted. Meng Chaoyang and Zhang Tianmiao could indeed be called a tie.

　　 Of course, for Wanyaomen, this result is completely acceptable, but for Danzong ~IndoMTL.com~ is not the best result.

　　Because of Gu Daofeng, Meng Chaoyang had to win this game. If Fang Lin loses in the last game, even if Dan Zong is ridiculed by Wan Yaomen and his reputation is damaged, he still has To better suppress Fang Lin.

　　 Right now, this crucial second game ended in a tie. The third game suddenly became sensitive.

　　 Even if it was a tie in the third game, Danzong also lost.

　　 Danzong wanted to save everything, and there was only one result, and that was Fang Lin must win. In this way, Danzong would not lose, and the three trials with Wanyaomen ended in a tie.

　　 The entanglement and contradiction in Gu Daofeng's heart, he hopes that Fang Lin can turn the tide, but he does not want to see Fang Lin win.

The old man surnamed 　　 saw that Gu Daofeng stopped talking, knowing that he had acquiesced, and stood up and said loudly to the people who were looking forward to it: "The second game, the two sides are tied."

　　 As soon as he said this, the disciples and elders on both sides were stunned, and then there was a sudden sound.

　　 "How is it a tie? How can it be a tie?"

　　 "This is impossible! Brother Meng didn't win?"

　　 "It's weird. With the strength of Brother Zhang, it shouldn't be too much."

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　　 Both the Danzong side and the Wanyaomen side are all puzzled.

　　 But after the elder of the palace announced the result, he didn't explain much, and returned to his seat.

　　 Above the altar, Meng Chaoyang looked ugly and clenched his fists.

　　 Draw, this is a result that he did not expect, but also a result that he cannot accept ~ IndoMTL.com~ Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~ IndoMTL.com~