Seeing Jiang Ya coming up with a smile, Gu Yisheng unconsciously took a step back to the side.

He didn't know Jiang Ya's thoughts, but Song Qingyu was now the representative of his Gu family, and the two did draw it.

How can he announce this result?

Several people present stopped talking, and everyone suddenly fell silent.

Of course, Song Qingyu knew how entangled they were in their hearts now, and she was right on purpose for the quality of the pill.

Her Dragon Breath Pill should be called the top grade of the Seven Rank Pills, and for Jiang Ya, this game only needs her to refine the Seven Rank Pills.

Jiang Ya had just broken through to the seventh grade, so it was impossible to refine some cumbersome pills, and what she refined was definitely the most basic.

So she directly refined the slightly more difficult ones, but it was also a small cheat, and she used her own medicinal materials.

But that's nothing, is it?

What everyone values now is the result, not anything else, and the process is not important.

Seeing that everyone was still silent, she took the initiative to speak: "Since Miss Jiang's refining is the same as mine, and it has become a draw, do you want to continue the game?" ”

As soon as she said this, everyone looked at it in disbelief.

Is she even better than?

Gu Yisheng was actually thinking about how to persuade Jiang Ya to give up this first place, but Song Qingyu's words made him stunned, could she still refine the eight grades?

Others are also thinking the same way, since Song Qingyu said such a thing, it proves that she is able to refine the eight-rank pill, and she is also an eight-rank alchemist?!

Song Qingyu is now, how many alchemists are there?

Song Qingyu saw everyone's incredible eyes turning their heads, and felt that he might be speaking a little too directly.

She said: "If you want to compete for the first place, for now, you have to compete once to be more appropriate, right? ”

Everyone still didn't speak.

The old man of the Jiang family naturally knew that Jiang Ya's seven-rank elixir had reached its limit, and he himself was an eight-rank alchemist, and this eight-rank competition had obviously exceeded the value of the previous competition.

If he really wants to play again, I'm afraid he will have to play in person.

It's just Ya'er......

Gu Zishen walked up to Song Qingyu and asked in a low voice, "Qingyu, how big is your success rate with this eight-grade pill?" ”

The sound was neither loud nor small, but everyone present could hear it, and everyone's attention was attracted.

They were also curious, whether she was sure of the Eight Pins Pill Competition.

Especially Jiang Ya and the master of the Jiang family, they are almost pasted over.

Song Qingyu caught a glimpse of everyone's expressions, and knew that she couldn't show too much now, she said lightly: "I'm not sure, it's just the best solution now, isn't it?" ”

"Huh? Not sure?! Gu Zi was stunned, almost complaining, and said, "Since you are not sure, why did you mention this game?" ”

Song Qingyu smiled but did not speak.

Hearing this, the master of the Jiang family and Jiang Ya breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Song Qingyu's limit is also seven grades.

Remembering that Song Qingyu was like this last time, when she said that she was going to have a seven-pin pill competition, she was also so calm and light-hearted, thinking that she was just like this when she spoke, and she didn't really have confidence.

The old man of the Jiang family cleared his throat and thought of a good solution.

"Otherwise."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the big guys looked over.

"Now there are two solutions, the first is to continue the competition of the Eight Pins Pill, but the result must be clear to everyone."

The old man of the Jiang family looked around, Gu Yisheng didn't speak, and it seemed that he agreed with his words.