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Chapter 2430 You Win

The third from the left was already on guard. When he got the Talent seed, he wanted to put it away first and never absorb it.

Who knew Brother Cheng was one step faster.

Regardless of whether he is willing or not, another set of blessings was given to him.

The Yan Clan was born as a small flame, and gradually grew stronger as their strength improved.

What kind of Realm can be achieved, in addition to how many fires can be integrated on the road of cultivation, it also depends on Innate's Talent.

Tai Xuan 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 been baptized by Hunyuan Wugou just now.

In his body that was about to condense into a ball, suddenly a purple flame burst out.

The flame didn't feel hot, but the moment it burned, it began to spread towards other parts of his body.

The third from the left turned into a golden mass, like a melted candle, and began to 'sweat'.

Every drop of sweat means countless years of Taoism to him.

"No! Impossible..."

Relying on his strong strength, he still couldn't die.

It's just that the state of being paralyzed into a piece of mud at the moment is not much better than death, it is completely torture.

"What on earth is this?"

"You despicable guy, what did you poison me for?"

Jiang Cheng had no choice but to defend himself.

"What kind of poison, brother, never use poison, okay?"

"This is the talent stream from Luoxianchi, why don't I give you the talent for free?"

"How can you treat kindness like the liver and lungs of a donkey?"

"God, Talent is on fire?"

The third from the left almost passed out on the spot.

Because it was ten times and a hundred times more serious than he expected.

If it was toxin, he still had the confidence to get rid of it little by little, just like now he is using celestial power to isolate the purple fire in his body, trying to clean it out.

Although "temporarily" failed, at any rate, I still have good expectations.

And if the talent is too popular, then you can just give up.

As a descendant, the third from the left certainly knows what Talent Flowing Fire is, and also knows 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 Talent's fire?"

"Damn it for what you did! Damn it!"

Hearing his cursing, Brother Cheng was neither angry nor fussy.

Instead, a third Talent seed was pulled out.

"Our competition is not over yet, and it's my turn to produce treasures."

"The rank of Talent's fire is high enough, right? It's definitely not inferior to any treasure. Look at how generous I am."

The third from the left, who was in an extremely bad state, was almost so angry after hearing the sarcastic remarks.

If you are really generous, why did you deliberately give two such extreme aliens Talent?

He no longer cares about any bets, the key now is how to save his life.

He's not dead yet, not because he's better than Jiang Cheng, but because he didn't have many talents.

Just like a piece of paper, Cheng Ge has already filled it up, and there is no room for other talents to intervene.

And the third piece of paper from the left still has a bit of spare space.

But according to the current situation, with the continuous spread of the purple fire, he is not far away from the moment when he closes his eyes.

Jiang Cheng waited until he was about to struggle, and then sighed quite pitifully.

"Good, 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.

"Would you like me to help you ease the pain?"

The third from the left wished he could be shredded into thousands of pieces.

What the hell, so you can undo it?

Didn't you say it earlier?

Immediately he growled 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 treat people as knives and we treat others as fish, their positions have changed a long time ago.

Unless he doesn't want to live, he can only bow his head and confess.

"Hey, I'm too impatient."

"Please also help me undo this Talent flow."

Only then did Jiang Cheng nodded in satisfaction.

"That's about the same."

He could indeed take those two seeds back, because up to this point, he was still able to manipulate those two seeds.

It was still a part of him.

However, just after squatting down, he seemed to think 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 wanted 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 to bet."

"No no no."

Brother Cheng shook his head like a rattle.

"To do things one by one, you can't give up halfway."

"I can save you. 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 talismans, but now not only can't he win, but he has to pay his share instead.

How could this make him happy?

"I won all four rounds..."

He still wanted to argue, but soon realized that there was something wrong with Brother Cheng's expression.

So it can only be changed temporarily.

"Although I have won four rounds, it is still unknown who will win the game, so I will suffer a little loss, and the bet will be 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 sarcasm and connotation, 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 that this competition can become a good story. 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 at the left three eyes 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.

"Forget you win, okay!"

Jiang Cheng pouted.

"What do you mean I won? It's as if you could have won, but you let me on purpose."

At this point, it is 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, right?"

"You really have a unique vision."

Brother Cheng gave him a like, regardless of whether he accepted it or not.

"Can you save me now?"

"Okay, give me the losing bet first."

(end of this chapter)