Chapter 2120： Planned their ancestral graves?

Looking at Gong Nian's serious face, the corners of several people were twitching wildly.

This beauties who seem harmless to humans and animals, does not seem to be a good provoke?

"Yes, are you sure of the battle over Taiwan a few days later?"

Looking at Zhao Fatsheng, Chen Yu asked.

Zhao Fatsheng stunned, bit his teeth, and nodded heavily.

"There is a little master you have taught me about Tianzun. I have never been asleep in the past few days, so I have to hone it. By then, I should have a winning percentage of 20%!

20%!

Wang Lin and Su Wuya both had a look of excitement on their faces. You know, the two are in the top 100 list, but the gap is dozens. Originally, Zhao Fatsheng had no chance at all, but now, there are 20%!

This has to be said, is a huge breakthrough!

And all this is thanks to Chen Yu!

"Only 20%?"

Frowning at Zhao Fatsheng, Chen Yu frowned, his tone lowered.

"Little, Uncle Xiao?"

Zhao Fatsheng froze, scratched his head embarrassed.

"Although Wen Jiucheng and I are both in perfect harmony, but there is still a big gap between him and me based on the accumulation of true power and the exercise of consciousness. Therefore, I have the honor of this day The law has made great progress, but compared with Wen Jiucheng, it still has great shortcomings. "

"Uncle Xiao, rest assured, I will work hard, I will review all previous battles of Wen Jiucheng, formulate tactics, and strive to improve the winning percentage to 2.5%."

Zhao Fatsheng hurriedly spoke.

However, Chen Yu still shook her head.

"Even if it's two and a half, it's too few."

"Then, that little master thinks, how much is appropriate?" Zhao Fatsheng's eyes widened and he asked a little unexpectedly.

Su Wuya and Wang Lin looked at Chen Yu with curiosity.

At 25%, the odds are already an unbelievable peak for them.

A smile appeared on the corner of Chen Yu's mouth, and a finger was raised.

"My nephew, it should be this chance."

Suddenly, the three eyes widened and stared at Chen Yu's fingers.

"Ten, ten percent ?!"

Zhao Fatsheng squinted his lips and saw a ghost.

Su Wuya and Wang Lin stared at each other, and their heads were stunned.

"Then, that little uncle, you, you don't know how powerful Wen Jiucheng is. He, his strength, is terrifying."

Su Wuya reminded.

Chen Yu waved his hand and said, "I don't care how strong my opponent is, no matter how strong he is, he won't be as strong as me."

I Cao, good secondary 2!

The mouths of the three were drawn together, only feeling somewhat incompetent.

"But, Uncle Xiao, me, I can't do it. My true power and spiritual power are far from being rivals to Wen Jiucheng. How can I possibly have a winning percentage of 10%?"

Zhao Fatsheng's face was bitter, and the whole person was depressed.

Chen Yu smiled strangely and patted Zhao Fatsheng's shoulder.

"How is your appetite?"

Zhao Fatsheng was surprised. Although he didn't know what Chen Yu meant, he still answered naturally.

"My appetite is very good. I'm afraid I don't know. I'm Zhao Fatsheng. I was born to be a foodie. Even if it's the most delicious elixir, I can eat it with great interest."

"Oh? Really? That's fine."

Chen Yu smiled, took out an elixir from the ring, and put it in his hand.

Suddenly, a peculiar smell spread from the top, which was not fragrant. It had a pungent smell similar to that of mustard.

"Here, this is it? I Cao, it is the elixir of eight grades and nine patterns, and the two souls of the flesh !!!"

Seeing this elixir, Zhao Fatsheng first stunned, then screamed aloud, his face deformed.

Aside, Su Wuya and Wang Lin were dumbfounded, their eyes were about to stare out.

Eight Pins and Nine Patterns of the Spiritual Soul! Such a superb elixir is difficult to enjoy even the richest person in the entire Xiansheng Academy.

Because this kind of elixir is the simplest and most complicated elixir among eight Pinpin elixirs!

Flesh Shuang Sheng Dan can improve the user's true power and spiritual power, and the refined materials are extremely cheap and common things, which looks very good, but it is precisely because of this, that makes people Love and hate!

It is simple because he is the least difficult elixir of all eight grades of elixir and the elixir with the lowest failure rate, but its complexity is also here.

The Soul of the Soul of the Soul of the Soul only has an obvious effect if it is above eight grades and five patterns, and it does not require refining and can be directly absorbed. And below the Five Patterns, if you want to refine the medicine, you need to spend your real power and divine knowledge to refine it, and in the end it pays off.

But the Soul of the Flesh, which is more than five patterns, is extremely difficult to refining, and the refining difficulty has increased almost geometrically!

In the entire Xiansheng Academy, there are no more than two grains of flesh and blood twins!

Therefore, for many people, this elixir is just like chicken ribs.

But never expected that Chen Yu's hands would have this elixir!

"Uncle Xiao, such a goddam, you, do you really want to give me?"

Pointing at the Soul of the Holy Spirit, Zhao Fatsheng's voice was shaking.

Chen Yu nodded and said, "Of course it's for you."

hiss! This is real!

Zhao Fatsheng took a breath of air, and his face was ecstatic. Su Wuya and Wang Lin couldn't hide their envy.

Such a goddam, Zhao Fatty is really blessed this time!

Although envious, the two were not jealous, but sincerely pleased Zhao Fatsheng. With this elixir, the gap between him and Wen Jiucheng will be closer, and the winning percentage will definitely break through 30%!

"Uncle Xie Xiaoshi, with this elixir, my winning rate can be at least 3.5%! You can rest assured that even if you die on Dou Shengtai, I will pull Wen Jiucheng together and never lose! "

Zhao Fatsheng gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, and immediately knelt down to Chen Yu, but was blocked by Chen Yu.

"Who made you dead? I haven't finished talking yet."

Chen Yu said, opening the ring, and from it, a piece of elixir began to fall to the ground, like a small stream, but in the blink of an eye, a small half-meter high appeared on the ground. Of the elixir hill.

The mustard smell, which is strong to the nose, irritated the nasal cavity of the three, and smoked them to tears.

But even so, the three of them didn't make any movements, all stood neatly in the same place, with their mouths open wide, their eyes almost bursting out of their eyes.

Their faces were a little distorted because of extreme horror!

This mountain of elixir of elixir is all sacred, and it's all in style.

How many elixir do you have, one hundred, one thousand? Uncle Xiao, is he the ancestral grave of this elixir?

All three brains were completely lost.