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Chapter 25 - Contest Content

Before Mo Xiaotian could say anything, Mo Qingshan spoke first, "Mo Fan's cultivation is lower than Yun Feng's. "In order to be fair, Apothecary Evergreen and I decided to divide the life-and-death duel into three parts."

"For fairness? I would like to hear how it's fair? " Mo Xiaotian sneered.

Mo Qingshan said: "In this life and death battle, other than competing in strength,. The other two battles will have the two battles to decide their own questions. "

"In three rounds, the winner will be two. However, if you want the life of your opponent, you need to win all three matches. "

The rule Mo Qingshan spoke of was extremely simple.

It meant that the life-and-death battle, which was originally only a contest of strength, had now been turned into three battles.

Mo Fan and Mo Yunfeng, on the other hand, could make a battle based on their strengths.

In this way, the weaker side would be able to use their advantage to win the duel. Thus, in this battle of life and death, he would protect his own life.

No matter how he looked at it, this was in Mo Fan's interest.

But how could an old cunning fox like Mo Qingshan give Mo Fan a way out so easily?

So, after Mo Xiaotian pondered for a moment, he asked coldly: "What are the conditions?"

Mo Qingshan smiled slightly, "Yun Feng will take Mo Fan's life after winning three rounds. If Yun Feng won two rounds, the Patriarch would abdicate. "How about it?"

Mo Qingshan's plan was very good.

This was all part of his scheme. It was clear that he wanted Mo Xiaotian to use the position of Patriarch to exchange for Mo Fan's life.

Of course, all of this was built on the premise that Mo Qingshan had absolute confidence in Mo Yunfeng's strength.

In his opinion, Mo Fan was definitely not a match for Mo Yunfeng.

"Yun Feng's cultivation, has already reached the Xiantian fourth stage!"

In order to make Mo Xiaotian lose hope, Mo Qingshan moved his mouth slightly, using a secret method to send messages to Mo Xiaotian.

"Xiantian fourth stage!" Mo Xiaotian's pupils contracted slightly.

If Mo Yunfeng's cultivation, was Xiantian Third Sky. He believed that under the guidance of the mysterious master, Mo Fan had the confidence to defeat him.

However, Mo Yunfeng had already reached the Xiantian fourth stage, which was three small realms higher than Mo Fan's. This caused Mo Xiaotian's confidence to waver.

"As long as Fan'er can survive, so what if I give up the position of Patriarch?" Mo Xiaotian thought.

"I'll answer ?"

Just when Mo Xiaotian was about to agree. Mo Fan interrupted him.

"Mo Yunfeng won two matches, my grandfather is about to abdicate. If I were to win two rounds, what price would you have to pay? " Mo Fan looked straight at Mo Qingshan, and asked coldly.

"If you can win two matches, then this elder will step down from the position of Grand Elder." Mo Qingshan replied.

Mo Fan shook his head and said disdainfully: "How can a mere Great Clan Elder compare to the Patriarch's position?"

"If you want to make this bet with my grandfather. Then use your life as the wager! "How about it?"

Mo Fan's words made Mo Qingshan burst out laughing, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Hahaha, so it turns out that you want this elder's life!"

"Since that's the case, this elder shall do as you wish and use his own life as the gambling stake." However, it was a pity that after this battle of life and death, ? My life is still in my hands, but your grandfather's position of Patriarch is no longer in his hands! "

A cold light flashed through the depths of Mo Qingshan's eyes.

As long as he obtained the position of Patriarch, there were a hundred ways to easily kill Mo Fan!

"If I'm not wrong, the competition that Mo Yunfeng has proposed must be a competition to refine pills, right?" Mo Fan said indifferently.

Mo Qingshan shrugged his shoulders.

As a pill refiner, Mo Yunfeng's strong point was concocting pills. The competition he proposed was naturally to concoct pills.

"Here, there is only Mo Yunfeng's master, his A Tier 3 Low Tier Pill Refiner. In order to be fair, I have also invited a person with A Tier 3 Low Tier Pill Refiner. "

Saying that, Mo Fan clapped his hands.

A figure suddenly appeared outside the martial arts practice field.

The person who had just arrived was the Head Supervisor of the West Cloud Pavilion, A Tier 3 Low Tier Pill Refiner ? Yun Qingfeng!

Mo Fan had long guessed at today's life-and-death duel. He knew that with Mo Qingshan's personality, he would definitely write a few stories.

So, just in case. Mo Fan made a trip to the Yun Xi pavilion to confirm his identity. And it was also because his master was currently concocting pills in seclusion. , please come to the Mo Mansion to support us.

Yun Qingfeng had never doubted Mo Fan's identity. He firmly believed that he was the direct disciple of a Tier 4 Pill Refiner.

To be able to establish a relationship with a grade-4 apothecary. Yun Qingfeng was naturally very willing.

"Clan Head Mo, I hope that you can forgive me for disturbing you." Yun Qingfeng cupped his hands at Mo Xiaotian and said politely.

Mo Xiaotian was Mo Fan's grandfather so naturally Yun Qingfeng didn't dare to put on airs.

"No, not at all. The fact that Steward Yun is here has brought great honor to our Mo Residence." Mo Xiaotian immediately said.

As the Head Supervisor of the Spring and Spring Pavilion, other than being strong himself, Yun Qingfeng also had a very deep background. Even if the mayor saw him, he would still have to give him some face.

Therefore, Yun Qingfeng's attitude just now had caused him to be secretly shocked in his heart.

"Looks like Fan'er's teacher is even stronger than I imagined." Even Yun Qingfeng has to give him face. "

Mo Xiaotian's confidence in Mo Fan instantly increased by a lot.

Yun Qingfeng walked into the life and death arena without even giving Mo Qingshan a glance. He only nodded slightly towards Mo Yunfeng's master. Then he opened his mouth and said:

"Since the first round of the competition is concocting pills, then both parties should write down the required medicinal ingredients on a piece of paper. "Prepare to start concocting pills."

"The pill forged by you, the one with the highest rank, wins!"

In normal pill refining competitions, this was the rule. Therefore, Lu Changqing had no objections to this.

"Damn it!" How could Mo Fan have a relationship with the Head Supervisor of the West Cloud Pavilion! " Mo Qingshan's face was ashen. His fist, which was hidden in his sleeves, was clenched tightly, producing a cracking sound.

"Why is Mo Fan writing down the medicinal ingredients? Shouldn't he just give up? Can it be that he knows how to forge pills? "

The moment this idea appeared, Mo Qingshan rejected it.

"Impossible, I personally used a secret technique to forcefully transfer his talent to Yun Fei. It was a grade three wood spirit vein. Even if he had the luck to recover his talent. But it's also a wood type spirit tattoo, so it's impossible for me to become a pill refiner. "

Mo Qingshan's eyes stared straight at Mo Fan, wanting to see how long he could keep his act up for.

Naturally, Mo Qingshan's gaze would not escape his senses.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he made a beheading gesture towards Mo Qingshan, arrogantly saying, "Old dog Mo, I'll be taking your dog life today!"

With that said, Mo Fan took out the pill concocting furnace from the storage bag.

Under Mo Qingshan's horrified gaze, he made a seal with his hands, and a ball of scarlet flames condensed in front of him!