Checking the concentration of the essence was time-consuming, and the elders behind the judging table did not finish until half an hour later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yan Bihan took the list presented by the rear, forcibly showed a look of wanting to go berserk, and deliberately exuded a trace of coldness to the scene.

Of course, just like the day before, he glared at the top ten players in the front row, and then brushed his sleeves away again.

This kind of action made the hearts of the audience in the competition area below and the Alchemy Guild completely sank, needless to say, it was also known that the number one was the Tomb Qing of the Dark Demon Sect.

For a while, the sound of sighs and sighs was loud, and the angry audience had already begun to scold, and there were even many people who left the seats before they saw the rankings.

The top ten players all hung their heads, like frosted eggplants, and they couldn't lift their spirits at all. Ling Qingping subconsciously turned her head slightly to the side, glanced at the direction of Wen Yiming in the right rear, and saw that he was also listless with his head down, and she was not sure if Wen Yiming was still playing the role of Huang Que in this scene.

Lou Fan cleared his throat, got up and took the list and glanced at it, and at the same time he saw Wen Yiming's sluggish behavior with the crowd, and he was secretly amused in his heart. Then he said loudly: "Please see the big screen for the ranking of eleven to fifty." ”

As the big screen lit up, the eleven people were displayed from top to bottom. In the midst of the noisy discussion, most of the contestants walked out of the competition area dejectedly, leaving only the top 20 contestants on the spot.

Wen Yiming paid a little attention, several of the top ten contestants were still squeezed out of the top ten, but this time Xue Xianrong's name did not appear on it, thinking that he had entered the top ten.

A few minutes later, Lou Fan stopped the noise in the audience and began to announce the top ten rankings loudly.

"Tenth: Wen Yiming, the essence concentration is eighty-two.

Ninth: Xue Xianrong, the essence concentration is eighty-three.

Eighth: Yunzi wind, the essence concentration is eighty-four.

Seventh: Mo Zhiyong, the essence concentration is eighty-five.

Sixth: Qin Huan, the essence concentration is eighty-six.

Fifth: Thousand smoked yang, the essence concentration is eighty-seven.

Fourth: Shangguan Qingyao, the essence concentration is eighty-eight.

Third: Loulan, the essence concentration is eighty-nine.

Second: Ling Qingping, the essence concentration is ninety. ”

Lou Fan put down the list, glanced at the contestants in the field, and paused for a moment before announcing the answers he knew.

"First, Tomb Qing, the essence concentration is ninety-three."

In the past, after the top ten were announced, there was no more commotion off the field, but this time the situation made everyone very depressed, silently hanging their heads and looking at their knees.

Ling Yaohe stood up at this time, and a gentle momentum was released from the agitation of his robe, which made the dull atmosphere in the entire arena suddenly relaxed, and then a slightly serious voice came out.

"There is competition to make progress, and no one will sympathize with the loser, even if you do your best. Alchemy can go so far, any progress is experienced in brutal competition, if you can't even afford this small failure, the old man advises you to leave the arena now, no need to participate in tomorrow's finals. ”

Seeing that some of the people began to raise their heads, and there was a trace of fighting spirit in their eyes, Ling Yaohe nodded, glanced at the calm and relaxed Tomb Qing, and said without hesitation: "This bet with the Dark Demon Sect, except for the Tomb Qing, it doesn't matter to anyone of you here, but the Alchemy Guild will bear it all together, but what else do you feel besides the pressure?" Look at your opponents, who have gambled their personal liberty and are not afraid. ”

Shaking his head, Ling Yaohe sneered: "It's not that the old man has the ambition of others, you do lack the tempering of blood and fire, so you only dare to show off your might in the Light and Dark City, but your heart is not related to strength." ”

When everyone's faces were ashamed, Ling Yaohe raised his hand and pointed at the ancient tomb qing, poured Zhenyuan and shouted, "Is your opponent him?" Is it he that you need to defeat? Think about it!"

Wen Yiming glanced at the ancient tomb qing, whose face had changed slightly, and secretly admired Ling Yaohe in his heart, he could elevate his opponent in front of the public and inspire the juniors, so that everyone's fighting spirit could be restored in an instant, as the president, he was indeed outstanding.

Jiang Xuan got up and looked at the momentum of unity under the field, and said with satisfaction: "At the same time tomorrow, the final: refining potions." Decide the real top 10 of this contest and disband! ”

As soon as the judging seats were empty, Wen Yiming put away the alchemy utensils, and said goodbye to Qian Xunyang and prepared to leave, because he saw a group of people surrounding Yue Qimei walking towards him, which gave him quite a headache.

"Young Master Wen, please stay!" The voice that was not unexpected stopped Wen Yiming, who wanted to flee in a hurry.

Wen Yiming looked at Qian Xunyang's thief who was secretly laughing, and stopped very reluctantly, but said without looking back: "Wen is tired and wants to go back to rest, what is there to wait until tomorrow." ”

However, he had only taken two steps before he heard Yue Qimei say: "Regarding the matter of identifying the year of the hundred-year-old king, I have reported it to the Alchemy Guild, and the Great Elder has an invitation and wants to talk to you in person, let me take you to the guild, it won't delay you too much!" ”

Wen Yiming stopped again, turned to look at the smiling and silent Yue Qimei, smiled helplessly, and said, "You won!" Can I go get some errands first? ”

At this point, he had to agree, the Great Elder was Yan Bihan He knew it, the old woman had been on the verge of madness since the second scene, and he really didn't dare to refuse.

Not to mention that it is related to tomorrow's finals, even the position of the Great Elder is enough to represent the Alchemy Guild, and he can not be thrown by anyone in the City of Light and Darkness, but the Alchemy Guild can't, this is under the eaves of others, dare not bow his head?

Yue Qimei nodded and said, "Where do you live, I'll bring someone over in person at night." ”

At this point, Wen Yiming was no longer entangled, waved his hand and left, and said: "No need, I will be here on time at three o'clock in the evening, you can send someone to wait for me, go first!" ”

Looking at Yue Qimei, who was disappointed, Lu Yue snorted lightly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just that I was lucky to get a way to identify him, looking at his bullish appearance, I really don't need to be beaten." ”

Seventh Sister Yue smiled slightly, turned around and pulled Ling Qingping, and said, "Senior Sister Ling, you wait for him here then, I'll go back to the guild first." ”

In Ling Qingping's nodding in agreement, Yue Qimei left the square by herself, hung Lu Yue on the spot, and looked at the direction Wen Yiming left, feeling quite uncomfortable.

After getting along for many years, Lu Yue is very clear about Yue Qimei's character, this is a woman who doesn't care about anything except alchemy, and in the past two days, from his observation of Yue Qimei's attitude towards Wen Yiming, he knows that Yue Qimei has become interested in Wen Yiming, and it is not because of a way to identify the year of the centenarian king.

He believed that his feelings were not wrong, because a passion that had disappeared for many years appeared in Yue Qimei's body, as if a lonely swordsman had met an opponent of equal strength.

Lu Yue squinted and turned around and left the large square of light and darkness, his right hand couldn't help touching the hilt of the sword, and there was a trace of dark emotions in his heart that he didn't like very much.

He felt that he needed to give Wen Yiming a fair chance in public as soon as possible, and then defeat him, so as to eliminate the dark emotions in his heart, otherwise after a long time, he was afraid that he would deviate from his original heart.