Zombie's Travel Diary

The judge with white beard frowned when he heard this.

On his side, he was trying to argue with reason. Seeing that Bai Lun was about to be deciphered, he was at a loss for words. As a result, Link couldn't hold his breath and let him go. Don't you think it's annoying?

Is it easy for him to do such a trick?

Even if the mutation rate of wild growth is high, who can guarantee that the bottle of potion will definitely mutate during the game?

This is a wild growth potion that they have carefully selected with great effort, and they have also had a lot of luck to come up with such a situation.

As a result, with just one word from Link, they let them waste their hard work for a long time. Who can bear it?

The judges with white beard didn't scold out loud on the spot, which is already a result of their good self-cultivation.

"Don't worry, the four judges. I also want to win once, even if I can't maintain a perfect score. I will admit it. At least I can't let others say that I won by luck. It's not good to say it."

Link looked at Bai Lun without changing his face after finishing speaking, "If I still score higher than you after the rematch, then your behavior of disturbing the order of the arena will be considered true, and you will run away from the consequences that the judges said Don't drop it, have you figured it out?"

"If it weren't for luck, your score would not be higher than mine. Now the judges are obviously biased towards you. I ask you to compare with me only on the base score, and the judges' scores must be ignored."

Bai Lun suddenly calmed down, and even showed a smile, "My basic score is 48 points. Do you really think that after removing the luck factor, I can still score higher than me?"

"That might be true. Since you insist on this, then let's have a rematch."

Link spread his hands and looked at the referee on the field, "I want to rematch, can I?"

"This...the competition group happens to have a spare wild growth, but according to the regulations, your previous scores don't need to be cancelled. Are you really sure you want to rematch?"

The referee couldn't help but confirm.

Anyone who meets the regulations and gets full marks will not easily rematch, right?

Even if the results are achieved by luck, they are also real results. There is no need to prove anything for other people's opinions, right?

After showing their strength and winning the championship, who would care whether the first round of the main match was won by luck?

Anyway, he couldn't understand Link's brain circuit.

"Let's rematch, I've already decided."

Link nodded in confirmation.

"Link, think about it clearly, the wild growth potion is not just a cat or a dog, it's not so easy to deal with!"

The white bearded judges couldn't help but raise their volume, hoping to warn Link through words.

But now that Link has already made up his mind, how could he listen?

"Coincidentally, my medicine is not a cat or a dog. I want to show everyone that even if I don't rely on luck, my medicine can not lose to wild growth."

Link said forcefully.

And this passage was heard by hundreds of millions of viewers in Stanland at the same time, and they couldn't help being moved, and their affection for Link greatly increased.

"What a backbone boy!"

"Even if the full score is obtained by luck, it is obtained dignifiedly. What's wrong with not stealing or robbing? Under such circumstances, he is willing to rematch. I really admire this young man's spirit."

"I love it, I love it, even if my little brother didn't score up to the standard after the rematch, in my heart he has already advanced."

Barrages like this can be found everywhere on the live broadcasting website. Among other things, at least in terms of character, Link has stood up, making many viewers look at him with admiration.

Then, the next thing to compare is the quality of the medicine.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's rematch, I'll go prepare."

The referee sighed. After all, he agreed to Link's request and left the arena to prepare for the rematch.

"You... really pissed me off."

The white beard judge snorted coldly, and sat down angrily, "Then let's rematch! If you insist on comparing the shortcomings of your own medicine with the strengths of other medicines, you will regret it."

After finishing speaking, he wanted to be too lazy to take another look at this matter, so he closed his eyes and meditated.

The other three judges looked at each other and sighed.

It was already a success, but who knew that Cheng Yaojin came out halfway and brought the matter to this point.

If Link's potion really doesn't make it through later, the hope for the rise of the potion area will be shattered again, and it's hard to say whether there is any hope for the next time.

"I'm sorry, Brother Lin."

Bai Lun walked into Link and said apologetically, "I just don't want to lose to you in this way. After all, everyone knows that if you really compare it, your potion can't be stronger than wild growth."

"Hehe, come on."

Link sneered, and leaned closer to Bai Lun's ear, "I've heard everything about you and Wang Qi, do you really think I don't know about the deals you guys made?"

"what!"

Bai Lun's pupils dilated instantly, and when he looked at Link again, he found that this person had already made him elusive.

Since Link knew such inside information, as long as he said it just now, he didn't even have the qualifications to continue arguing with the white beard judges, and he would definitely be dragged down by the competition team in an instant.

But Link didn't do that just now, and even agreed to his relatively unreasonable request for a rematch.

What are you drawing like this for?

"Don't worry, I'm too lazy to expose you. Although it wasn't your intention, you did do me a big favor, so I'll let you suffer less."