Seeing the opponent distracted, Wu Fangyue glanced at the staff nearby, only to find that the staff was also watching the situation over there, and imdiately swapped the dicines in front of the opponent, placing them in front of herself like lightning.
"It’s absolutely disgusting, the people from dical Immortal Workshop are completely destroying the order on-site."
After swapping, Wu Fangyue cursed angrily.
"Indeed! dical Immortal Workshop has really disgraced themselves this ti."
The middle-aged man opposite nodded repeatedly, raised his hand, and handed his dicine to the staff: "My dicine has been prepared. Please inspect it."
"I’m done too."
Hearing this, Wu Fangyue hurriedly handed her dicine to the staff as well.
"Young girl, don’t be so fast. You still have ti."
The middle-aged man looked at Wu Fangyue strangely.
"Hum, at worst, I lose. I’m not as shaless as you, pretending to be a student."
Wu Fangyue gave the man a disdainful glance.
"You... How rude, truly lacking in manners."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly. His dical skills were extrely advanced, and he was confident about being in the top ten of this dical competition.
"Inspection complete, the winner of this round is contestant Wu Fangyue."
The staff loudly announced the result, "Wu Fangyue, you can leave through the promotion zone exit."
"What? That’s impossible!"
The middle-aged man imdiately roared: "I watched her concoct, clumsy and unstable, impossible to be my match."
"Your dicine is of poor quality and is missing three ingredients, disqualified."
The staff pointed at the dicine package in front.
"Impossible, let see...
The middle-aged man imdiately went forward to check, then angrily shouted: "This isn’t my dicine, it was swapped by soone, surely it was her doing."
"Hey, hey, hey, be mindful of your words, don’t slander . You are insulting those in charge, and you disguising your age is truly despicable."
Wu Fangyue imdiately refuted earnestly.
"Exactly! Do you think I’m blind? With my eyes, I can tell if a mosquito passing by is male or female, no one can cheat in front of ."
The staff seriously stated: "You’ve been eliminated, leave at once."
"I..."
"I’m leaving now, better let your son join the competition in ten years."
Wu Fangyue grinned smugly, swaggering towards the promotion zone.
"Damn, damn."
The middle-aged man was extrely upset, having sacrificed his dignity by disguising as a student to participate in the competition, only to lose to a young girl, utterly embarrassing.
On the other side, Zhang Hongbao found himself in the spotlight, quickly covered his face, admitted defeat while crying; it was too embarrassing, if this aired on TV, not only dical Immortal Workshop but the whole nation wouldn’t have a place for him.
"Zhou Xiaoqian wins, quick, soone, carry him away."
After announcing the result, the staff eagerly shouted, then squatted down, vomiting heavily.
"This is freaking crazy!"
Standing outside, ng Xianjun and Liu Xinlong exclaid in disbelief.
Especially ng Xianjun, despite being highly skilled, lost in the first match; Zhou Xiaoqian and Wu Fangyue seed skillless, yet managed to advance to the top hundred, it’s too unreasonable.
Zhou Xiaoqian and Wu Fangyue entering the top hundred was pure accident, thanks mostly to the dical Immortal Workshop disciples’ mishaps at the venue, one helping Zhou Xiaoqian advance smoothly, another giving Wu Fangyue the chance to pull a fast one.
The two girls happily reunited with Tang Ming and others, while the dical Immortal Workshop side was shrouded in gloom.
Although Bai Shengqi and others advanced, they all had gloomy faces, like mourning parents.
Successive mishaps with two senior brothers were too embarrassing, definitely not a coincidence, soone must be playing tricks.
"Tang Ming, did you do sothing to them?"
Unable to bear it, Bai Shengqi rushed in front of Tang Ming, gritting his teeth and shouting: "Why is it only those competing against your won end up like this? You must have poisoned them!"
"Hey, be mindful of your words, or I’ll sue you for slander."
Tang Ming, hugging Zhou Xiaoqian, earnestly refuted: "Your people already took Detoxification Pills, how could I have poisoned them? Besides, I’m miles away, even if I wanted to poison, there’s no chance."
"You..."
"What about you? Your skills are no match, yet you humiliate yourself like this, how dare you criticize ?"
Tang Ming impatiently interrupted Bai Shengqi.
"You wait, don’t be arrogant, don’t let et you in the competition, or I’ll definitely eliminate you."
Bai Shengqi clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and shouted angrily.
"Better hope I don’t et you, I’m afraid you’ll soil yourself."
Tang Ming replied disgusted.
The crowd burst into laughter, especially Hua Yingjie, who laughed the hardest, seeing his nesis so humiliated, it was truly satisfying.
"Damn it!"
Faced with Tang Ming’s sarcasm and the crowd’s laughter, Bai Shengqi’s face turned red, but he couldn’t refute.
This ti, dical Immortal Workshop’s reputation was thoroughly tarnished, unless he won the championship, only then could the workshop’s dignity be restored, or else in the coming decade or more, the workshop would be a joke in the community.
With this thought, Bai Shengqi instead cald down, realizing instead of wasting words with Tang Ming and others, it’s better to prepare well to prove with skill later.
"Ladies and gentlen, congratulations on becoming the top hundred in today’s dical competition."
Just then, the host’s voice suddenly sounded over the broadcast: "Tomorrow, you hundred will compete to be among the twenty-five finalists for the grand finale, so today’s schedule will be arranged with matchlists so you can prepare well."
Once the words fell, a battle list appeared on the square’s large screen, with the hundred nas at the bottom, then one-on-one advancing upwards, the first row had a hundred, the second row fifty, the third row twenty-five.
This ans tomorrow there’ll only be two rounds, a morning round from a hundred to fifty, and an afternoon round from fifty to twenty-five, and the final number of finalists isn’t twenty as rumored, but twenty-five.
"The rules changed, we can know our opponent in advance?"
Hua Yingjie exclaid in surprise, quickly taking out a notebook to note down the matchlist.
"Interesting."
Tang Ming looked at the matchlist oddly.
This final day’s opponents were arranged by the host, quite specifically, seemingly avoiding strong contenders until the finals, essentially only eting formidable opponents there.
On the other hand, competition between regular contestants appeared intense, the host seemingly intentionally setting these clashes, selecting the best among them.
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