Without waiting for Liu Lang to speak, Duan Yiran floated into the ring. 2.

Although Ke Qingmiao has been on the stage, he already knows the bet between Liu Lang and Duan Yiran.

As the only Xuan-level alchemist judge, Ke Qingmiao's work is more to do miscellaneous work, after all, the other nine judges are all earth-level alchemists.

And the first link, confirming the identity, is in charge of Ke Qingmiao.

Looking at the number plate on Duan Yiran's chest, Ke Qingmiao asked loudly, "You are two hundred and five, Duan Yiran?"

"It's two hundred and fifty ......," Duan also corrected.

"Almost, almost. Ke Qingmiao didn't care.

"It's a lot!" Duan Yiran said secretly, but considering that Ke Qingmiao was a judge, it was not easy for him to refute in public, and it would be bad if he was put in small shoes, so he finally chose to swallow his anger.

"Okay, you show your heart!" Ke Qingmiao said.

"Okay!" Duan Yiran pinched the trick with one hand, and the next moment, a purple flame appeared on his chest.

"Ziwei Tianhuo!"

Seeing that purple heart fire, many people showed shocked expressions. Because Ziwei Heavenly Fire is a kind of alien fire refined by Emperor Ziwei back then, in terms of grade, it is second only to Taishang Laojun's Samadhi True Fire.

Several judges also stood up "Teng".

But after a closer look, they shook their heads again.

"This fire in your heart should be derived from Ziwei Tianhuo, right?" asked one of the judges.

"My lord has good eyesight!" Duan Yiran bowed and saluted, full of pride: "Back then, my grandfather Xihua the Great fought together with the Emperor Ziwei, and he was a close friend, a few years ago, I accompanied my grandfather to visit the Emperor Ziwei, and the Emperor Ziwei took out a bouquet from his heart and gave it to me as a gift. ”

"The relationship between Emperor Xihua and Emperor Ziwei is so good?" Hearing Duan Yiran's narration, many people turned their heads and ears. The heart fire of the alchemist has been integrated with the body, and if it is separated, it will inevitably cause damage to the body, although with the cultivation of the Ziwei Emperor, it can be recovered quickly, but it is not something that will be done casually.

And Duan Yiran's heart is on fire, and he will definitely not lie. After all, Ziwei Tianhuo, within the entire Three Realms, is owned by the Ziwei Emperor alone.

"The heart fire derived from this, although it is not as good as the real crape myrtle heavenly fire, is enough to surpass the vast majority of middle-level heart fires. Kong Haolin nodded and said.

"No wonder Duan Yiran is bullish and coaxing, it turns out that the heart fire is different. Liu Lang muttered to himself.

"His heart is hot, in fact, it's not a big deal, it's very different from the real Ziwei Tianhuo, and it just listens to the high-end. Wang Tiezhu, who was next to Liu Lang, pouted and said.

"Big brother, what kind of fire are you?" asked Liu Lang.

"You'll find out in a moment. Wang Tiezhu smiled mysteriously.

On the stage, Duan Yiran controlled his heart fire according to Kong Haolin's instructions, and made a few actions, which immediately attracted a lot of admiration, and several judges couldn't stop nodding.

Liu Lang looked at it carefully, Duan Yiran's ability to control fire was obviously higher than the two yellow-level alchemists who competed just now. It's normal for people to have this reaction.

Next, it was an investigation of the formation and refining materials, and Duan Yiran answered fluently.

"Worthy of being a descendant of the Great Emperor, Duan Yiran's attainments in the art refining have definitely reached the level of a Xuan-level alchemist. Someone in the audience sighed.

"Not to mention the art refining, you may not know it yet, Duan Yiran's cultivation has reached the peak of the Great Immortal. Someone else said.

"The pinnacle of the Great Immortal?"

Many people were shocked again, because Duan Yiran's age definitely belonged to the younger generation in Heavenly Court, and at his age, there were only a handful of people who could reach the peak of the Great Immortal.

Seeing that he had become the focus of the audience, Duan Yiran enjoyed it very much, standing on the stage and looking at Liu Lang below with a smile.

"Silly x ......" However, the next moment, he clearly saw the mouth shape of the turtle king Tiezhu next to Liu Lang.

After scolding, Wang Tiezhu also rushed Duan Yiran and bared his teeth.

"You ......" Duan Yiran really wanted to rush down and beat Wang Tiezhu violently, but he was on stage now, and the selection of Taishang Laojun's apprentices was a very serious matter, and it was in the Tushi Palace, so it was really not good to make trouble on the spot.

However, Duan Yiran had already written down this account, and when today's ceremony was over, he would definitely have to teach the turtle a good lesson.

"The final score of section 205 is also 92 points. A moment later, Ke Qingmiao gritted his teeth and gave Duan Yiran's primary results.

Although he only gave six points, several judges gave a perfect score of 10.

Ninety-two points ranked first among all those who had been tested, and it was far ahead, and the second-ranked person had only eighty-four points.

"Congratulations to Duan Gongzi!"

"Congratulations to Duan Gongzi!"

Duan Yiran got off the stage, and those who knew and didn't know all greeted Duan Yiran. Duan Yiran smiled and nodded, looking indifferent.

After coming to Liu Lang, Duan Yiran stopped, "Prison Commander Liu, what do you think I did just now?"

"It's okay. Liu Lang said expressionlessly.

"Dead duck has a hard mouth, I want to see how many points I can get in the primary election of Prison Chief Liu!" Hearing the evaluation of "make do", Duan Yiran snorted coldly, and then walked away.

In the next primary election, there were no particularly outstanding figures, and the highest score was more than 80 points, and Duan Yiye was still firmly in first place.

The ninety-hundred-and-eighty appeared was Duan Yiran's cousin, that is, the Xuan-level alchemist who lost the bet with Wang Tiezhu before, this Xuan-level alchemist was named Tang Qingming, and his final score reached eighty-six points.

This score is enough to enter the top 20 and qualify for the re-examination.

Tang Qingming swept away the haze of being forced to eat () before the selection, and after stepping down, he stood beside his cousin Duan Yiran and looked at Liu Lang and Wang Tiezhu proudly.

"Do you want to gamble again! Wang Tiezhu said to Tang Qingming with a smile.

Hearing the word betting, Tang Qingming's face suddenly turned green, and he quickly turned his head, because the first gambling game had left him a serious psychological shadow, and he would never bet with anyone again in this life.

"Soft egg!" Wang Tiezhu laughed.

While speaking, it was Liu Lang's turn to appear.

"Warden Liu, come on, if you don't get into the retest, our gamble will be over. Liu Lang walked towards the high platform, and Duan Yi reminded him later.

Liu Lang didn't pay attention to Duan Yiye, and came straight to Ke Qingmiao.

Ke Qingmiao looked like a businessman, took the sign-in list, and asked, "No. 999, Liu Lang, right?"

"That's right!" Liu Lang nodded.

"Well, okay, you can go down!" Ke Qingmiao ticked the name and said.

There was an uproar in the audience.

"What's going on?" many people looked at each other.

Duan Yiran was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "I still don't understand this, I must not meet the conditions of the primary election, and I was brushed off, if, I guessed correctly, Prison Chief Liu, you haven't bred a fire in your heart yet, right?"

(End of chapter)