The Queen of Medicine

Chapter 188 The style of doing things is exactly the same

"How is that possible? Even if it's easy to be promoted under the Golden Core Stage, I have never seen one advance to the eighth rank."

"That's right, the eighth level! What about the eighth level!!! How is it possible?"

"That's right, it's impossible, it's impossible! It must be impossible!"

I don't know if they are firm and impossible, or they are hypnotizing and comforting themselves.

So under the skeptical eyes of everyone, Mu Huai was promoted to the mid-stage of excitement.

The expressions on Chang Le and Chang Bubai's faces became more and more serious, frowning tightly with a trace of uncertainty.

Although it has been promoted to the seventh level now, the process from the middle stage of the heartbeat to the late stage of the heartbeat is twice as difficult as the previous seventh level. How can one use a pill to hit the late stage of the heartbeat?

It's still a small three-pattern fourth-order elixir! ?
"Tick-tock-"

The audience was silent, waiting, someone sweated and fell to the ground, making a clear and crisp sound.

Everyone held their breath and waited quietly for a stick of incense, not daring to make a sound.

Mudan'er's hand clasped Dengfeng's arm more and more tightly, and her nails were about to sink into Dengfeng's flesh.

Deng Feng frowned, and wanted to stretch out his hand to tear Mu Dan'er's hand off, but as soon as he lowered his head, a pair of clean and beautiful fingers appeared in front of his eyes, her hand and his arm, such a visual impact, let He felt very good.

A trace of discomfort flashed across Deng Feng's eyes, and he raised his head, ignoring the pain in his arm, and looked ahead.

Chang Bubai had an ominous premonition, his brows were tightly frowned, his palms were clenched with sweat, his shrewd eyes turned, and he looked at the life guard beside him, silently making a look.

After receiving the order, the guard retreated silently, and walked around from the back of the seat to the corner in front of the stage of the black boxing arena.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the boy on the field, and they didn't notice the guard's movements at all.

Two poison darts suddenly appeared between the fingers.

"Whoosh-"

"Whoosh-"

Cutting through the air, he headed towards Mu Huachen and Mu Huai.

Because the guards were very close to the stage, the mercenaries and Dengfeng had no time to protect the two people on the stage.

Mu Huachen moved his ears, and the moment the poison dart flew towards them, the silver needle in his hand was ejected.

"Ding--"

"Ding--"

The two silver needles directly shot down the poison dart, but they didn't stop, and went straight towards the guard.

The speed is so fast that there is no time to dodge.

Shoot straight between the eyebrows.

If you don't move an inch, your life is dead.

Everyone gasped, did this God of Medicine really come from Yunluo Continent?
This cultivation level... is so unpredictable.

Mu Huachen looked at Chang Bubai with awe-inspiring eyes, "Chang Sheng is indeed the son of the Patriarch of the Chang family, and his style of doing things is exactly the same! This is because he is afraid that Miss Chang Qi won't win, so it is better to strike first? "

Everyone looked at Chang Bubai with contempt.

"Hmph, so what if I kill you all? This competition is a game, no matter the outcome or not, you will surely die!" Chang Bubai quibbled, not feeling that there was anything wrong with what he did.

Chang Le's complexion also darkened, and she clenched her fists tightly. Chang Bubai's order undoubtedly meant that she didn't trust her. She pursed her lips and said, "Father, rules are rules, and Chang Le won't... "

The word "lose" hadn't been uttered yet, but she felt a slight change in the air. She paused and looked at the boy on the stage.
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[ps: Tickets!The next chapter is early morning~]

(End of this chapter)