As soon as Qin Feiyang entered the alchemy room, Cheng Yi also entered Alchemy Room Number One. The stone door was left open.
Lin Chen stood between the two alchemy rooms, looking at Qin Feiyang and smirking to himself. I'd like to see what grade of elixir you can concoct.
Luo Xiong and his two companions, however, sat on chairs, eyes closed, recuperating from their injuries. The outcome was already decided; there was no need to watch.
"Ladies and gentlemen, how about we place a bet?"
"Ten to one odds on Jian Haotian!"
"Two to one odds on Cheng Yi!"
Fatty suddenly shouted, his face full of a sly grin.
"Not in the mood!"
"Get lost!"
The surrounding disciples glared angrily.
