The woman in the yellow dress saw Song Qingfeng looking at her and glared at him coldly. Isn’t she the first place in the first game? She doesn’t believe that he can the first place in the second game. This time she wrote more than 20 kinds of pill recipes, and she is confident that the person who got the first place this time must be herself.

Song Qingfeng smiled indifferently, turned his head and closed his eyes to rest, waiting for the end of the game.

"Song Qingfeng looks quite confident. It seems that his grades will not be bad this time."

"It seems that Fengtian Sect is going to be the first place again this time."

"Didn't Fengtian Sect have no disciples to participate in the competition this time? How could Song Qingfeng be a disciple of Fengtian Sect?"

"Song Qingfeng is not a disciple of Fengtian Sect. It was after the Sect Master Zhan and Deputy Sect Master Su came here. Seeing that Song Qingfeng was pitiful, Deputy Sect Master Su gave him this opportunity. It turned out that Song Qingfeng was asking for the Sect Master of Yidan Sect, but he was rejected." Someone also saw the scene at that time.

"Can't the leader of Yidan Sect be angry to death? If he gave the quota to Song Qingfeng at the beginning, he would have already won a first place."

"No, if it were me, I would definitely be very depressed now. If Song Qingfeng's performance in the future was like the first game, he would be really angry. If he got the first place, he could be allocated ten places."

The leader of the Yidan Sect's face became even more gloomy when he heard the soft discussions of everyone. If Song Qingfeng was a contestant from other sects, he might have been able to make some small moves, but the other party now represents Fengtian Sect, and he doesn't have the courage. Fengtian Sect is definitely not something he can mess with, and he doesn't want to become the Qingliu School and the Yushui Sect.

"Dong!" A gong and drum sounded, and the second game ended.

The elders in charge of the competition put away the jade slips of the contestants, "The third game starts half an hour later. Don't be late, otherwise the competition qualification will be cancelled." After that, he left the stage.

"Yes!" The contestants on the stage responded and left the stage one after another.

"Qingfeng, how are you doing this time? How many pill recipes have you written in total?" Li Xiaoran looked at Song Qingfeng with a smile. When he finished writing the pill recipe, he saw Song Qingfeng closing his eyes to rest. It should have been completed long ago.

"Twenty or thirty." Song Qingfeng said.

"Wow! You are so amazing, I have only written more than a dozen pill recipes." Li Xiaoran looked at Song Qingfeng with admiration.

"Brave, can you write twenty or thirty?" said the female cultivator in the pink dress sarcastically. She was curious about how Song Qingfeng's grades were like this time, so she deliberately stood closer to them with her senior sister, just to hear what they said this time. She just heard from her senior sister that Song Qingfeng was the first to complete the answer. She asked her senior sister, and her senior sister answered twenty-three this time. Such a grade is definitely the best.

"Why are you again? It's so lingering." Li Xiaoran frowned and looked at the two of them.

"You are so terrifying." The female cultivator in pink skirt glared at Li Xiaoran fiercely.

Li Xiaoran rolled his eyes speechlessly, "A good man won't fight with a woman, Qingfeng, let's go there."

"Yes." Song Qingfeng nodded and walked to the side with Li Xiaoran. How his results will be announced later, and he doesn't need to argue with the other party for this.

"Annoying guy." The girl's face in a pink dress was flushed.
Chapter completed!