Chapter: 2786

"Congratulations? When I don't exist?"

Meng Tianshu said lightly.

When everyone heard his voice, they realized that there was also an early-stage cultivator in the Dharma Aspect Realm in the arena!

"Brother Meng, this time the Holy Master will preside over the competition, and the Shaodong Master and I will be the referees. It has been decided before, I'm afraid you..."

Lan Chensong smiled dryly at Meng Tianshu.

Yun Qingchi, who was standing on the side of Yan Wanglei, also said at this time: "Indeed, since the rules have been set in advance, it is naturally not appropriate to change them. Otherwise, wouldn't the entire Azure Dragon Continent be judged by Dharma Aspect Realm monks?"

"Set the rules in advance? It seems that before I came, I hadn't started fighting alchemy. Anyway, I have the qualifications to judge."

Meng Tianshu said lightly.

Lan Chensong and Xuanyou had an eye contact, and finally, Lan Chensong said with a faint smile: "That makes sense, then let Brother Meng judge."

"Naturally, Yan Wanglei is stronger."

Meng Tianshu said lightly.

"The alchemy fight is considered a draw, but in the previous competition, my granddaughter won the noble disciple. This time, my granddaughter should have won the bet."

Lan Chensong smiled slightly.

"Old and cunning!"

Only then did everyone know why Lan Chensong compromised so quickly. It turned out that what he wanted was not a victory in the alchemy fight. As long as it was a draw, his goal would be achieved.

"Tie? Dou Dan is Dou Dan, where is the tie? Since it is a tie, both sides should refine another pot of elixir and compare again!"

Meng Tianshu said lightly.

Fight Dan again?

"hiss……"

Everyone gasped and looked at Meng Tianshu one after another, with a look of shock in their eyes. They didn't expect Meng Tianshu to come up with such an idea!

Lan Chensong was stunned, and then said angrily, "There is no such rule?"

"Why not? If there is no winner or loser, this competition will not count."

Meng Tianshu said with a faint smile.

"Does it count?"

There was a trace of anger in Lan Chensong's eyes.

There was a hint of anxiety in Lan Die's eyes, and she quickly looked at Fengyun Wudao, only to see Fengyun Wudao glanced at Meng Tianshu indifferently: "Sect Master Meng, the victory or defeat has been decided, there is no need to mess around?"

"Young Cave Master, this statement is wrong. If it is impossible to fight again, then the contest between the young disciple and that girl will naturally be countless. Otherwise, if it spreads, I am afraid that it will insult the reputation of everyone present."

Meng Tianshu cupped his hands towards Fengyun Wudao, saying.

Is it famous?

Everyone frowned slightly, glanced at the monks present, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. In the end, it was Yun Qingchi who spoke. He sighed and said, "Then let's do the comparison again."