C485 It's not polite to go one way or the other

Everyone present at the scene watched as Ye Qian appeared out of nowhere and snatched the poison from Xue Qingming's hands. They watched him swallow a bottle of Seven Flower Powder whole.

However, the performances of these people were different.

Let's talk about Xue Qingming first. His entire face was filled with nervousness, afraid that something might happen to Ye Qian. After all, the gamble with Chihuang Sect was his, and there was no reason for Ye Qian to shoulder this pot for him. Although Ye Qian was a Innate Expert, even if it was a Innate Stage, he wasn't completely immune to poisons.

Looking at Wei Shentong and his group of people with Chihuang Sect, they all wore evil smiles on their faces, and were waiting for Ye Qian to die from the poison.

As for the three old men that came to watch the battle, other than the old man surnamed Tang who had a pained expression, the other two didn't have any reactions. It seemed that the death of a small disciple from the Medicine Valley was not a special matter.

Xue Qingming subconsciously pulled Ye Qian closer. After being stunned for a moment, he softly asked: "Qian'er, you, are you alright?"

Ye Qian pursed his lips and laughed, saying in a clear voice: "It's fine, you're not alright at all?"

Seeing the ridiculing look on Ye Qian's face, Xue Qingming felt at ease. As time passed, Wei Shentong's expression became increasingly strange.

"Impossible, this is definitely impossible! My Seven Flowers Powder is colorless and tasteless. Although it cannot seal one's throat with blood, the poison is also very strong. How can this brat stand still after so long?"

If Ye Qian didn't have the protection of the Nine Revolutions God Devil, he definitely wouldn't dare to test the medicine by himself. However, Nine Revolutions God Devil was the number one body tempering method in the ancient times, and it was mixed with Cultivation Methods s, so Cultivation Methods's greatest characteristic was body tempering, and the second was being completely immune to poisons. Otherwise, in an environment where ancient poisonous insects and poisonous substances flew everywhere, those Witch Clan would have been nibbled into dregs long ago.

Therefore, the current Ye Qian, was definitely an existence that was immune to poisons. To Ye Qian, this tiny little Seven Flower Powder was simply nothing.

After a while, Ye Qian's face did not show any signs of being poisoned at all, and instead became even redder.

Curling his lips, Ye Qian looked at Wei Shentong with disdain: Hey, I said sanitary pail ah, your poison seems to be mediocre, is it even effective? "It seems like you have lost this round!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible …"

Wei Shentong was such a proud person, he definitely could not admit that he had failed. After saying two words in succession, he strode forward and was about to grab Ye Qian's arm.

Ye Qian's feet lightly moved, and although it seemed like he did not have any intentions, he easily dodged one of Wei Shentong's attacks, and then his entire person hid beside Xue Qingming. Xue Qingming was also quick of eye and hand. With luck in his chest, he extended his elderly palm and blocked Wei Shentong's attack.

Xue Qingming's face was ashen as he looked at Wei Shentong, "Martial Nephew Wei, what are you doing? Using poison in front of three witnesses won't work, are you trying to force me to do it?"

Hearing Xue Qingming's reprimand, Wei Shentong's face immediately changed. Then, he smiled and said, "It's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding. Martial Uncle Xue, I only wanted to take Junior Brother Ye's pulse!"

"Humph!" Xue Qingming flung his sleeves and directly flung Wei Shentong's palm away. Then, he said, "This old man naturally knows how to feel a pulse. I don't need Junior Master Wei to make such a decision!"

As he spoke, Xue Qingming reached out and took Ye Qian's pulse.

Very quickly, Xue Qingming's face revealed a trace of a smile. Seeing that Ye Qian's pulse was steady and powerful and there were no signs of poison, Xue Qingming felt at ease.

At this time, the old man surnamed Tang who was sitting on the wall also stood up and chuckled: "Sect Leader Wei, looks like your poison has been cured by this little brother. From this old man's point of view, you have lost this round. I think we don't need to waste anymore time. Let's enter the next round! "

With that, the old man surnamed Tang turned his head to look at the other two old men, "My two brothers, what do you think?"

The two of them were obviously biased towards Wei Shentong, but the current situation was no different from chasing a duck to a chicken. Your Wei Shentong set the question, your Wei Shentong took the poison, and now that the other party has eaten it, there is no sign of being poisoned at all. If you don't lose this round, then there is really no justice left in the world.

Even though the two old men were extremely unwilling, they still nodded and said: "What old man Tang said is reasonable. Young Nephew Wei, you have lost this round!"

Wei Shentong gnashed his teeth, he felt that there must be something behind all of this. However, facing the words of the three elders, he was also powerless, and couldn't possibly go back on his words.

Lowering his head with hatred, in the end, Wei Shentong helplessly said, "Fine, fine, since the three seniors have said so, then let this round be my loss!"

"Sect Leader!" Sect Leader! "

The moment Wei Shentong admitted defeat, the Chihuang Sect fellows behind him could not take it anymore, and immediately shouted out, as their faces revealed fierce expressions. It was as if he wanted to kill Ye Qian who had come out to cause trouble on the spot.

Wei Shentong immediately waved behind him, and said: "Alright, a loss is a loss, you don't need to say anymore."

In the Chihuang Sect, Wei Shentong's words were binding. Once he said it, the rest of the people in the Chihuang Sect did not dare to say anything, and could only lower their heads, but their gazes that looked at Ye Qian were still filled with killing intent, wishing that they could slice Ye Qian into a thousand pieces.

However, Ye Qian acted as if he did not see it, and continued to laugh with squinted eyes.

"Sanitary Bucket, since you've admitted defeat in this round, then according to the rules, shouldn't I be setting the questions for the next round?" Ye Qian said with a smile.

Wei Shentong's face ashened. Hearing Ye Qian's words made him feel incomparably humiliated.

After a long sigh, Wei Shentong's gaze turned to Xue Qingming. "Martial Uncle Xue, are you really prepared to hide in our battle today?"

Xue Qingming smiled slightly and said: "Junior Master Wei, what my disciple said just now is very true. There is really a slight difference in seniority between us, this old man would definitely not do something as big as bullying the weak. Dozens of years ago, your master and I were once on a par with each other. After a few decades, my disciple will fight with you again.

Seeing that Xue Qingming had decided to avoid battle, Wei Shentong's heart trembled with hatred.

After all, one of the reasons that he had come here today was for the Medicine King's Grimoire, and the other was to step on Xue Qingming's corpse to raise his Chihuang Sect. Even if he defeated Ye Qian, he would only be a disciple of Xue Qingming and would not affect his prestige at all. As a result, Wei Shentong's plans had all come to naught.

Laughing, Ye Qian said unrestrainedly: "I say, sanitary pail, no matter how slurred you are, it's useless. Hurry up and answer this young master's questions, after this young master finishes you, I still have to go back to eat.

"You …"

Wei Shentong was so angry that his entire body was trembling, no matter how good his skill was, he could not withstand the pressure of Ye Qian, an unknown nobody!

Pointing at Ye Qian, Wei Shentong did not say anything for a long time. Only after he had calmed down for a long time did Wei Shentong forcefully suppress the anger in his heart. Then, he said with a cold smile: "Alright, since Junior Brother Ye is so interested, then For Brother will play with you."

"According to the rules we set previously, whoever wins the first round will be the one to set the question. In the previous match, Junior Brother Ye was slightly better than For Brother, but now, I request for Junior Brother Ye to set a question, and this For Brother will listen attentively! "

Ye Qian laughed disdainfully, and said: "So gentle, so sour. Come on, I'm not going to type with you. This young master's question is very simple, it's just seven words, coming and going without courtesy! "

As he said that, Ye Qian slowly extended his hand into his chest and took out a bottle of medicine, and waved it in front of Wei Shentong. Wei Shentong subconsciously felt that something was wrong. An ice-cold feeling slowly flowed in his heart, and he had a bad premonition.