LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
327. FAILED BECAUSE OF FART.
Yang, at this point, was at his best behavior, as if he was ignoring the thought of thwarting Yan Song's progress.
This punk is pretending again! Last time, you got me out of recklessness, you,
but this time, I'll be on my guard. The more comfortable it is, the more,
the more confident he was waiting for me to point out the slightest mistake!
Squinting his eyes, the Vicious Pill King laughed coldly inside, while his heart was also strained.
You won't get me a second time!
“Judges, I'm done!”
Another shout marked the race for the 8th place final.
Vicious Pill King took a deep breath and worked hard to remain calm while steadying the flame in his hand.
Such a precarious time requires it to be calm and serene.
Seeing that the pill in his hand had formed, the Vicious Pill King gritted his teeth and gave away 120% of his. This is a crucial moment and failure is not an option.
The silent and motionless Tan Wen Hong looked suspiciously at his cautious nature of pill-making.
Soon, he reached the final step. All that was left was to light a fire and condense pills.
Even though he started to remember sneezing
Tan Wen Hong and was too careful with her disturbance.
He could not be defeated a second time with the same trick.
Vicious Pill King suddenly shouted inside, and flames loomed.
At this exact moment, the sound of a nightmare came again.
Hatsyimmmm~
Vicious Pill King's heart caught and flicked his sleeve to protect the flame while also turning his back on Tan Wen Hong.
But this fear shook his focus and his flame trembled.
Fortunately, he was a veteran alchemist and stabilized his state of mind in an instant, preventing his pills from being destroyed again.
Sighing in relief, Pill King Vicious wiped his sweat and turned to look at Tan Wen Hong.
Just to find the person sneezing in the other direction and rubbing his nose like nothing happened.
Looking at the old man's look, Tan Wen Hong looked back at him and cursed, “What do you see? Yours really doesn't bother you!”
Stuttering, the Vicious Pill King was furious, but no words came out.
You don't have to talk to bother me. Your presence is already quite harassing!
Vicious Pill King suddenly felt extremely tired. Not in the body, but in the mind.
He had been on this earth for so many years but he had never exhausted himself like now.
Who can go through the purification process with the nerves stretched firmer than the violin?
But he has to admit one thing. Never in his life had anyone acted the way Tan Wen Hong did.
Turning to the first place, he looked at Tan Wen Hong with a faint smile, and his heart was cold for an unknown reason.
Tao Danniang saw Yan Song pouting and inevitably became more cheerful.
Chu Qingcheng saw her being played with by Tan Wen Hong and her eyes shone with affection.
The people on the terrace were already laughing out loud.
Yan Song had become a literal plague in seven houses, but now, it was,
he was replaced by a newbie. One cannot help but enjoy the moment.
One thing is clear though. That boy is unusual. If anyone replaced him, they had long since failed miserably.
In the end, only the demon Tan Wen Hong had ever defeated the Vicious Pill King. They sighed.
Yan Song was evil beyond words and was only someone more evil than him,
a demon like Tan Wen Hong, who could finish this Vicious Pill King.
Huangpu Qingyun and his men in the eastern stands watched the frightened Vicious Pill King with trepidation.
If this bag of old bones were to disappear, the Bodhi Root would be out of my grasp!
Taking a deep breath, the Vicious Pill King watched the pill that was almost finished
and worked hard to calm his mind.
He knew what everyone who made this fight thought was as important to him as it was to Tan Wen Hong.
If Tan Wen Hong lost, his head would roll over. If Vicious Pill King loses,
not only would his name be dragged through the mud, the Regent Estate would give him endless wrath.
Vicious Pill King's eyes narrowed and lit a fire in his hand.
The cruising pill within the flame also lit up in a strange light.
The Vicious Pill King's eyes shone and his mouth shot up with hope.
Almost there, just a little more left and I was done with this grueling purification. This damn round is exhausting…
Duttt!
A huge voice appeared suddenly. The Vicious Pill King gasped and its towering flame trembled and exploded.
The Vicious Pill King did not even notice his beard and eyebrows
scorched because the pill that was almost finished was now trash!
Vicious Pill King stiffened and stared into space. He turned around to see where the voice was coming from.
Tan Wen Hong scratched his head embarrassedly with a gallant smile,
“He-he-he, I'm sorry. I just can't help it and fart. Is it too hard?”
The Vicious Pill King could not stop trembling. He watched Tan Wen Hong who was beaming with his black beard
blown by the wind, but unable to utter a word of the anger he felt …