Chapter 1701

The yellow skirt woman sees song Qingfeng looking at herself and stares at him coldly. Didn't you win the first place in the first game? She didn't believe that he would be the first in the second match. This time, she wrote more than 20 kinds of prescriptions. She is confident that the person who won the first place this time must be herself.

Song Qingfeng does not care about a smile, turned his head and closed his eyes, waiting for the end of the game.

"That song Qingfeng has the self-confident appearance, looks like this time his achievement will not be bad."

"Fengtianzong seems to be the first one this time."

"Isn't fengtianzong without any disciples? How could song Qingfeng be a disciple of fengtianzong? "

"That song Qingfeng is not a disciple of fengtianzong. It's master Zhan and vice master Su who came here. The vice master Su saw that song Qingfeng was pitiful and gave him this chance. It turns out that song Qingfeng asked for the master of yidanzong, but he was rejected." Some people also saw the scene at that time.

"Can't the leader of yidanzong be angry to death? If he had given the quota to song Qingfeng at the beginning, he would have won the first place now. "

"No, if it were me, I would be very depressed now. If song Qingfeng's performance was the same as that of the first scene, he would be very angry. He could be allocated ten places to get the first place."

The leader of yidanzong's face became more and more gloomy when he heard the people's whispers. If song Qingfeng is a competitor of other sects, he may be able to make some small moves, but the other party is now representing fengtianzong, and he doesn't have the courage. Fengtianzong is definitely not something he can provoke. He doesn't want to be qingtianzong and yushuizong.

"Dong!" With the sound of gongs and drums, the second match ended.

The elder in charge of the competition put away all the contestants' jade slips. "The third competition will start in half an hour. Don't be late, or you will be disqualified." Then he left the stage.

"Yes All the contestants on the stage answered and left the stage one after another.

"Qingfeng, how are you doing this time? How many prescriptions have you written? " Li Xiaoran looks at Song Qingfeng with a smile. When he finished writing the danfang, he saw that song Qingfeng was closing his eyes. It should have been finished a long time ago.

"Twenty or thirty." Song Qingfeng said.

"Wow! You're too good. I've just written more than ten prescriptions. " Li Xiaoran looks at Song Qingfeng admiringly.

"Brag, can you write twenty or thirty?" The pink dress nun sneered. Because she was curious about song Qingfeng's achievements this time, she deliberately stood closer to them with her elder martial sister, just to hear what they said this time. She just heard from her elder martial sister that song Qingfeng was the first to complete the answer. She asked her elder martial sister, and she answered 23 questions this time. Such achievements are absolutely outstanding.

"Why are you again? It's haunting. " Li Xiaoran frowned and looked at them.

"You are haunted." The pink skirt nun glared at Li Xiaoran.

Li Xiaoran speechless rolled a white eye, "good male does not fight with female, breeze, we go there."

"Well." Song Qingfeng nodded his head and walked aside with Li Xiaoran. His achievements will be announced later. He doesn't have to argue with the other party for this.

"A nuisance." The little face of the pink skirt nun was red.

The yellow skirt woman reached out and patted the pink skirt nun on the shoulder, "OK, don't be angry."

The pink skirt nun took back her eyes and looked at the yellow skirt woman, "elder martial sister, do you think that song Qingfeng really wrote twenty or thirty?" In her heart, the elder martial sister has always been the most powerful, but now she has no confidence, because song Qingfeng's performance in the last game was very good.