"Do you think I will tell you?" Mo Wuchou asked.

"Humph, if you don't tell me, don't tell me. Do you think I want to know?" The Poison Hand Medicine King snorted coldly.

"I don't want to know what you're asking?" Mo Wuchou said angrily.

"Hehe, no matter what trump card your disciple has, my disciples can defeat him. You may not know it yet, but the agile disciples have already been defeated by my disciples before." The poisonous hand medicine king said with a smile.

"What?" Mo Wuchou's expression changed when he heard this, and he looked at Master Lingdong. Seeing the latter's wry smile, his expression changed several times before he said, "Your disciple can defeat that girl Li Jing, but he may not be able to defeat her."

My disciple.'

"Then you just keep an eye on it." Poisonous Hand Medicine King chuckled, looking like he had a chance to win.

Mo Wuchou snorted coldly when he heard this. He was already angry that Song Danqing had lost to Lu Chen in alchemy, so he simply stopped talking to the Poison Hand Medicine King.

When everyone saw this scene, they did not dare to speak loudly. After all, Master Ling Dong, Poison Hand Medicine King and Mo Wuchou were not only powerful God Emperors, but also the only three ninth-level divine alchemists in the God Realm. Let alone them.

, even the sect leaders and elders of the ten major forces did not dare to go too far towards them.

Therefore, they focused on the competition between Lu Chen and Song Danqing, and were somewhat looking forward to the outcome of this competition.

Wang Li and others were also watching, hoping that Song Danqing could defeat Lu Chen.
Chapter completed!