My Skills Depend on Picking

Chapter 1296 Who Dares to Kill This Handsome Man!

Chapter 1296, Who dares to kill this handsome!

"Champion Lin Chen?"

"My God! He actually defeated all the old-fashioned pharmacists! Even the Holy King was suppressed by him!"

"This election meeting is too rare! It's unprecedented, and I won't have the chance to see it in the future!"

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Unprecedented heated discussions and cheers broke out under the Super Sky Island and Super Sky City.

Lin Chen's title of champion is well-deserved. No one disagrees!

"My goddess, she is still down to earth..."

Long Yixuan's heart was twisted like a knife, watching Zi Yunqing's expression change, how could he not know that Zi Yunqing would not be moved just now.

However, he was convincingly defeated.

Just based on Lin Chen at that moment, even he was fascinated by it, which woman could not fall.

After all, this man who refined the sixth-grade holy pill with his eyes is so handsome...

"Poor Yijing."

More than a dozen wizards on the enchanting list glanced at Long Yijing who had passed out, shook their heads and laughed.

The agreement between him and Lin Chen is clear at a glance!

Long Yijing's multicolored dragon king ginseng is priceless, but it is hard to come by.

But in comparison, compared with the sixth-grade saint-level pharmacist, it is simply not worth it!

Those who can refine the sixth-grade holy pills, even the seventh-grade sects and other giants will not dare to offend easily, and the opportunity to make pills by themselves can far exceed the value of the five-colored dragon king ginseng!

As long as Lin Chen makes alchemy once, he can create a sacred relic that is more precious than the five-colored dragon king ginseng. Compared with the two, there is no doubt that Long Yijing is a complete defeat!

Looking at Lin Chen in the void, the elders of the jury were amazed.

And even for the well-informed elders of the jury, this is the most unforgettable and deeply engraved election conference!

Who can forget this day when a pill comes, and the holy world with ten thousand holy pills lifts off into the sky!

Song Yilian read out the ranking of this election meeting.

First place; Lin Chen. Second place; Eastern Promise. Third place, Zi Yunqing.

The fourth place, after being reviewed by the elders of the jury, was won by Fei Liansheng of Hua Manlou.

The top five have the quota to directly become the Pill Domain Elder Council, and the top ten have the quota to participate in the assessment. However, for the alchemy masters, the assessment can be completely ignored, which is basically equivalent to passing.

To become an elder of the Pill Domain Presbyterian Church, this value has truly increased exponentially!

When Song Yilian announced the top ten places, Lin Chen made a single move, took back his sixth-grade holy pill, stood in the void, looked at the Holy King Haotian, and smiled lightly.

"Holy King, next time you want to mess with me, just be more direct. I like to be simple and rude, and I will give you a punch if it's a big deal."

Lin Chen deliberately said 'one punch' very seriously. Obviously, the Holy King Haotian must have seen his 'War God Armor' in the Jie Tower that day.

The implication is very simple, if you dare to move this handsome force, you will serve with one punch.

Lin Chen is now different from what he used to be. Facing the Holy King Haotian, he will never be as weak and fearful as he was when he was the emperor of war.

Unless his main body is resurrected, Lin Chen will fight and fight, run and run, and be a bum!

Holy King Haotian's face twisted a few times, and he laughed in anger.

"Don't worry, this seat has more opportunities to kill your junior."

Lin Chen is neither salty nor light: "The enemy I killed last time also said the same."

All the clones moved and took away the attribute light balls scattered in the void. Lin Chen secretly refined more than a dozen Longqingguo, guarding the Holy King Haotian.

Although the election conference forbids private fights, the Holy King Haotian is not an ordinary saint.

Who knows what kind of tricks this old Yinbi will use. Since seeing the identity of the Holy King of Haotian, Lin Chen has been on guard for him even in Qingtian City.

The feeling of weakness in his body came, Lin Chen was dizzy for a while, and the clone quietly protected him.

Brush ~!

At this time, Fairy Crimson appeared beside Lin Chen.

Holy King Haotian narrowed his eyes, and there was a rare trace of doubt in his eyes, looking at Fairy Crimson.

"Don't worry, with me, he won't dare to touch you."

Fairy Crimson smiled confidently, and Lin Chen couldn't help but wonder.

When did your relationship with her become so good? Would you rather offend the Holy King Haotian for yourself? This is not realistic!

Could it be that he surpassed that man and finally reached the realm of being the most handsome and beloved by everyone! So annoying!

Not only Fairy Crimson, even after Song Yilian announced the results, she was also protecting Lin Chen, for fear that he would make a mistake.

"By the way, the championship reward..."

Before Lin Chen finished speaking, the dry sea of ​​spiritual consciousness finally dimmed, his head fell, and he passed out.

He had already reached his limit, and he was holding on with one breath.

"Squad leader!"

"Lin Chen!"

Han Yizhi and the others rushed up.

...

Lin Chen was in a coma for a long time, but he was inexplicably very comfortable. The back of his head seemed to be pillowed with a soft and flicking baby, which made him very useful.

Until a long time, when he vaguely heard a voice——

"Why did he faint for so long, will he be okay?"

"Will the squad leader leave any sequelae... It's too hard to refine the sixth-grade holy pill."

Hearing Han Yizhi's worried voice, Lin Chen opened his eyes.

In the first act of opening my eyes, two graceful crimson arcs appear round and full, and come into view.

Lin Shuai couldn't help but exclaimed, got up and crashed into a turbulent wave.

"What a big weapon! Who dares to force a murder on this handsome!"

Lin Chen almost subconsciously took out his 'King of Dragons' protector.

"Who murdered you, you are well protected now."

Jian Qingcheng snorted, and his voice had a hint of sourness.

Only then did Lin Chen realize that he was in a room with extremely high specifications and beautiful decoration.

Beside the bed were Han Yizhi and Jian Qingcheng, as well as a group of people from Zixia Wanggu sitting in the living room, they immediately got up when they heard Lin Chen's voice.

Lin Chen couldn't believe it, it turned out to be Fairy Crimson sitting on the head of the bed? Was it her lap pillow just now?

"What happened……"

Lin Chen shook his head, his mind was a little confused, he didn't calm down all of a sudden, did he already 'after the event'?

Can not be done! I have no memory or feeling at all, I have to do it again!

"Congratulations, little friend Lin Chen, for winning the Heavenly Chosen Championship, the old man really admired him when he watched!"

Several elders of Zixia King Valley clasped their fists and laughed.

The Little Demon Empress on the side opened her lips lightly, her white teeth bit a Long Qingguo, and her smile was full of jokes.

"Champion, you've finally woken up. You have a lot of style. The chief elder of Danyu, Song Yilian, is guarding outside the door, and the elder Crimson Palace guest Qing is closely guarding, but you can do it."

Only then did Lin Chen recall everything. He didn't care about joking with the Little Demon Empress, and said anxiously--"Where is my championship reward."

Everyone is speechless...

This kid usually flirts with women without being heavy-handed, how can he be so calm now, with beauties gathered around without any idea?

Can someone Lin be in a hurry? That is the part of the God of War that is related to him, only if you have your life can you be free!

"Don't worry." The door was pushed back, and Song Yilian wore an elegant and noble cyan dress and raised her slender ring.

"Your championship rewards are all here, no one will grab it."

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