Opening Reward 100 Million Lives Chapter 2430: You win
Chapter 2430 counts you as the winner
The third from the left is already on guard enough. When he got the talent seed, he wanted to put it away first and absolutely not absorb it.
Who knew that Cheng Ge would be one step faster.
Regardless of whether he is willing or not, he gave him another set of blessings.
The Yan clan was born as a small flame, and then gradually grew stronger as their strength improved.
What kind of state one can reach depends not only on how many fires can be fused on the road of cultivation, but also on one's innate talent.
Taixuan Ziyan is one of the top talents in this group.
However, this talent is not suitable for other ethnic groups, especially the third from the left who has just been baptized by Hunyuan Wugou.
In his body that was about to condense into a ball, suddenly a purple flame rose.
The flame did not feel hot, but the moment it burned, it began to spread towards other parts of his body.
The third person on the left turned into a golden mass, like a melted candle, and began to 'sweat'.
Every drop of sweat means countless years of practice to him.
"No! Impossible..."
Relying on his great strength, he still couldn't die.
It’s just a state of paralysis into a piece of mud under the eyes, it’s not much better than death, it’s a torture.
"What the **** is this?"
"You despicable guy, what did you poison me for?"
Jiang Cheng had to defend himself.
"What kind of poison, brother, never use poison, okay?"
"This is the talent of Luoxianchi, it's not good if I give you the talent for free?"
"How can you treat kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs?"
"God, the talent is so hot?"
The third from the left almost passed out on the spot.
Because it was ten times a hundred times more serious than he expected.
If it is toxin, he still has the confidence to get rid of it little by little, just like now he is using Xianli to isolate the purple fire in his body, trying to clean it out.
Although it's not successful 'temporarily', I still have good expectations anyway.
And if the talent is too high, then you can just give up.
As a spirit descendant, the third from the left certainly knows what Talented Flowing Fire is and how powerful it is.
If he could absorb it, he had already absorbed it in Luoxian Island eight hundred years ago, the key is that he couldn't bear it.
"How can you bring out your talent?"
"You did a good job, **** it! Damn it!"
Hearing his curse, Brother Cheng was not angry.
Instead, he took out the third talent seed.
"Our competition is not over yet, and it's my turn to produce treasures."
"The rank of talent is high enough, right? Absolutely not inferior to any treasure, you see how generous I am."
The third from the left, who was in an extremely bad state, almost got angry after hearing the sarcastic remarks.
If you are really generous, why did you deliberately give such extreme talents to two alien races?
He no longer cares about any bets, the key now is how to keep his life.
He is not dead yet, not because he is better than Jiang Cheng, but because he didn't have much talent originally.
It's like a piece of paper, Cheng Ge has already filled it up, and there is no place for any other talents to intervene.
The third paper from the left is still a bit vacant.
But according to the current situation, as the purple fire continues to spread, the moment when he closes his eyes is not far away.
Jiang Cheng waited until he was about to struggle, and then sighed quite pitifully.
"It's good, it's good, the donor seems to be in pain."
The third from the left has no strength to complain.
His whole body has turned into a puddle of solution. If it weren't for his strong strength to keep him alive, no one would regard him as a living being.
“Shall I help you ease the pain?”
The third from the left wanted to tear him into pieces.
What the hell, so you can undo it?
Then why didn't you say it earlier?
He immediately roared sharply.
"Hurry up! Don't hurry up!"
Looking down, Jiang Cheng stopped.
He asked suspiciously: "There is something wrong with your tone, are you ordering me?"
The third from the left finally realized that now that people are swords and I are fish, their positions have long been different.
Unless he doesn't want to live, he can only bow his head and confess.
"Cough, I'm too impatient."
"Please also help me get rid of this innate talent."
Jiang Cheng nodded in satisfaction.
"It's more or less the same."
He can indeed take those two seeds back, because until now, he can still manipulate those two seeds.
It's still part of him.
However, just after squatting down, he seemed to have thought of something, and shook his head again.
"Oh no, I still can't save you."
"Why?" The third from the left was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood.
"Our bet is not over yet." Jiang Cheng said.
The third from the left wants to ask, does this have anything to do with saving me?
Is there a conflict between the two?
"When you save me, we can continue the bet."
"No no no."
Brother Cheng shook his head like a rattle.
“To do things one by one, you can’t give up halfway.”
"If you want to save you, you can. After the bet is over, I will rescue you immediately."
The third from the left complained ten thousand times in his heart.
How could he not understand Jiang Cheng's meaning, this is to force himself to admit defeat!
Originally, he could win two jade charms, but now not only can't he win, but he has to pay his share instead.
How could he be content with this?
“I won all four rounds…”
He still wanted to argue, but soon realized that there was something wrong with Brother Cheng's expression.
So I can only change my words temporarily.
"Although I have won four rounds, it is still unknown who will win the game, so I have suffered a little loss, and the bet is void. Let's count it as a tie, how about it?"
If this guy said that in the first round, then Brother Cheng naturally has no reason not to agree.
But this guy jumped on his face four times in a row, which was both mocking and connotative, which is called arrogance.
If you don't kill him, you will be sorry for his performance!
"No, a competition must have a beginning and an end. What is a competition without a winner?"
"You have already said ~IndoMTL.com~ This competition can become a good story, and if it ends in such an anticlimactic manner, don't I want to become a laughing stock?"
"This is not in line with my principles of life!"
Is your principle of being a human being to use extra tricks to plot against me?
People had to bow their heads under the eaves, staring with the third left eye and procrastinating for a while, they might not be able to survive the moment of being rescued, so they could only pinch their noses and confess.
"You win, let's go!"
Jiang Cheng pouted.
"What do you mean I won? You said it as if you could have won, but you let me on purpose."
It’s all come to this point, it’s meaningless for Zuo San to fight for the upper hand again, so he can only say sullenly: “Yes, yes, you can win, I bet you that you are completely overestimated, so it’s okay ?”
"You really have a unique vision."
Brother Cheng gave him a thumbs up, regardless of whether he accepted it or not.
"Can you save me now?"
"Okay, give me the losing bet first."
(end of this chapter)