After the shock, the big men returned to peace.
After all, it is only a seventh-grade elixir, and these nine-star lords cannot be tempted.
Zhang Bufan still squinted his eyes. On the surface, there were no fluctuations.
But he didn't feel it.
Zhang Xing is so dazzling, he is jealous!
He should have been the most dazzling star, but now he was gradually taken away by Zhang Xing.
Alchemy, cloth formation is not his strength.
His main specialty is martial arts.
Although we can't win the first place in this competition, it will shine.
Zhang Xing ... I hope you can make the right choice.
Zhang Bufan quickly calmed his heart (qingqing), closed his eyes and entered a meditation state.
Zhang Xuan secretly nodded, (Lu) glancing up.
Extraordinary this child is too smooth, let Zhang Xing give him some pressure ...
Just as Tian (color) was about to dim, the results of the formation game came back.
Wei Junlin did not listen to his subordinates' reports, and took a transcript.
Looked at the first name.
"Haha ... Zhang Xing, you did not let me down!"
He glanced at Su Changhe proudly, and threw the transcript into his arms.
"Read!"
A subordinate, but immediately understood the intention of the president.
This is a rhythm to show!
"Obsolete President, seniors!"
"The second round of the knockout competition is over, and the promotion ... sixteen people."
"First place ..."
"Slow! Isn't it a place for twenty? Why are there four missing?"
Just said this was interrupted by a big guy.
"Senior, this is the case. All the people in a team with Zhang Xing conceded and surrendered, surrendering the magic crystal."
"So ..."
"Well, go ahead!"
The big talker waved his hand, impatient.
"Zhang Xing won the forty-nine pieces of magic spar."
"Second place ..."
Sixteen promoted players finished reading, and a few big guys looked unhappy.
Because the people eliminated by Zhang Xing are children of their family.
The benefits are shared equally, everyone has the cheap, but your kid eats alone, which is intolerable.
In fact, Zhang Xing offended the two factions again.
"Um! That's good!"
Wei Junlin began to make a speech.
He glanced at Su Changhe proudly.
"From Zhang Xing's time, he spent less than half an hour."
"It shows that he has reached a very familiar state with various formations."
"..."
In short, what he meant was that Zhang Xing's talents for array formation were a little bit less than those in refining medicine.
Therefore, Zhang Xing should join the Array Master Association.
And inherit the role of future president.
Of course, Su Changhe cannot fall behind.
So they noisily blushed.
The other big guys don't persuade them anymore, it's time for dinner, you can fight.
In a blink of an eye, the other big brothers were gone, leaving only Su Changhe and Wei Junlin to fight tirelessly.
Zhang Xing didn't know that the two presidents had already met him and wanted to pass him the position of the next president.
Of course, even if he knew it, he couldn't agree.
He will not stop walking for anyone.
But how can others know his aspirations.
Zhang Fanfan entered a restaurant and sat across from Zhang Xing.
"Don't ask me for a drink?"
Zhang Xing shook his head: "No, please!"
"Oh? Why?" Zhang Bufan curiously.
"Because I don't drink." Zhang Xingdao.
"Then invite me to dinner?" Zhang Fanfan continued.
"No, please!" Zhang Xing said lightly.
"No face at all? Zhang Fanfan looks proud.
"In my eyes, you have no face." Zhang Xing continued indifferently.
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