Scrap, scrap, scrap…
Until the end, until Nan Huiyin's face turned pale and she was about to collapse.
In the center, a small piece of spiritual stone was finally cut out.
It's about the size of a fingertip.
If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.
If you were to find someone outside to unravel the stone, instead of letting the dragon use his powers directly.
The small piece of spiritual stone that was extracted is probably not enough for the labor cost...
"call!"
The dragon flicked its tongue.
Swallowed these two spiritual stones.
Then, he licked his lips in disgust, turned around and walked back.
"brush!"
The blood tank on Ye Qingli's side rose again by a small bar.
Siying and Wen Renqing couldn't help but stick out their tongues.
I can't take it back for half a day.
Could it be that this is the legendary Bi Lan?
Although Wan Qingyun can't pick a better rough stone, can he make the opponent worse?
Bring the opponent to the same level as yourself, and then use your rich experience to defeat them?
At this time, the blood tank lengths of both sides had risen to the same level.
Moreover, the length is all over half.
In other words, the game is already halfway through.
With another half, the winner can be decided.
Nan Huiyin suddenly became nervous!
She turned around, looked at Duan Chuxue, and muttered: "Sister Chuxue... it's better you do it."
Does she think her recent luck is really bad?
Even a guy like Wan Qingyun, who knows nothing about identifying spiritual stones, can't compare to her!
The point is, if Wan Qingyun really stepped on dog poop while walking, he would be unlucky.
Then she would admit it.
However, Wan Qingyun obviously performed to his own standard normally.
Almost all the rough stones he picked out were extremely rotten!
However, the one he chose was even worse than him!
Nan Huiyin felt that even if he randomly picked someone who didn't understand anything at all.
The rough stone you pick out will not be worse than your own!
Therefore, this can only be explained by the fact that my luck is too bad!
It's all because of that bitch!
Ever since I met her, my luck has gotten extremely bad!
Therefore, Nan Huiyin decisively gave up her efforts to continue competing with Wan Qingyun.
Pass the blame to Duan Chuxue.
"Okay, I'll do it."
Duan Chuxue walked up with a solemn expression.
Now, for the first time, she wondered if there was something wrong with her eyesight.
Why can even a person of Wan Qingyun's level step on his head?
She took a closer look at the rough stone in front of her.
Then, a piece was selected.
The two began to compete again.
The process of the competition began to speed up slowly.
Middle grade versus low grade, Ye Qingli’s team wins!
Low quality versus useless, Team Ye wins!
Medium quality vs. useless, Team Ye wins...
In the constant roar of the dragon, time began to pass quickly.
The length of Ye Qingli's blood tank increased rapidly at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye.
Even if the world's best stone-breaking masters were to capture all the best stone-breaking masters in the world, the dragon's stone-breaking speed would not be able to match it.
And it never tastes delicious.
The mood started to get very testy.
Therefore, the speed of breaking stones began to become faster.
In the blink of an eye, Wan Qingyun actually won twenty consecutive victories!
Nan Huiyin and others watched helplessly as the length of the blood tank on the opposite side increased rapidly.
But on my own side, it was completely stagnant!
"Wa hahaha!"
