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Chapter 1298

Jiang Mohan's face was full of depression, while Zheng Tu looked happy to escape from death.

"This game probably doesn't count."

"It's so unlucky. Master Jiang won."

"I think the Zheng family is cheating, that platform is tampering with it."

The Jiang family was talking a lot.

"Sir, what's wrong with this table being damaged?" Mr. Jiang also frowned.

"Old Master Jiang, we don't know much about this."

Several referee elders looked at the head of the Zheng family...

"Everyone doesn't know anything."

The head of the Zheng family walked over with a smile and took a photo at Zheng Tu's platform.

Suddenly, the wooden platform was also broken.

Everyone was stunned.

Are these two platforms broken?

"I did it on purpose." said the head of the Zheng family.

"We alchemists, besides refining medicine, also have important control over the breath, so the wooden platform that we gave them was fragile, and I had no place to make trouble."

"What is tested is their mastery of breath."

The head of the Zheng family said very cunningly.

The three referee elders were stunned at the same time.

Mr. Jiang also frowned.

The head of the Zheng family said it is reasonable and does not leak any water.

Moreover, there are problems with both sides of the wooden platform, and there is no intentional targeting.

"But there is a problem with the platform, so Zheng Tu may have found out in advance." Mr. Jiang said.

"I can swear by this heart." Zheng Tu pointed his finger at the sky and made a great vow.

As a result, the whole audience was a little silent.

Qin Cheng shook his head, the Zheng family was really sinister.

Zheng Tu's cultivation is higher than Jiang Mohan. Even if he is completely unaware of it, as long as he carefully designs the hardness of the wooden table, the same result can be caused.

"The head of the Zheng family, this is only once. If the rules are changed next time, we need to explain in advance like us."

Several referees discussed and announced that the Zheng Jiasheng won the game.

The Jiang family's expression changed slightly.

Originally, the situation was very good after winning the first game, but Jiang Mohan lost unexpectedly.

And they all felt that these referees were a bit biased and even shameless.

This is troublesome.

The competition turned into a final victory.

Whoever wins the third game will be the final victory.

All the Jiang family's eyes looked at Qin Cheng.

They don't know Qin Cheng.

But the hope of the Jiang family's victory must be placed on this young guest official.

Jiang Mohan returned to the audience in a daze.

"Qincheng, am I disappointing you very much?"

Jiang Mohan's body trembled, his eyes were full of wetness, as if tears were about to fall.

The good situation was ruined by her, and she felt that she was very useless.

Like a sinner from the Jiang family.

"You have tried your best, but the other party is too shameless. I will help you win back this third game."

Qin Cheng squinted his eyes.

The Zheng family did such dirty things in both games, which aroused his anger.

"I hope that in the third game, they don't play small moves, otherwise I will let them die miserably."

Qin Cheng walked to the stage.

And the Zheng family walked out of a mysterious man in black robe.

"Master Zheng, let him show his face. In the refining competition, he is not allowed to hide his head and tail." said the referee elder.

The masked man took off his mask and suddenly the scene was slightly uproar.

Mr. Li's expression also changed.

Because of this person, they are all very familiar with it.

"Zheng Ling, a genius of medicine refining fifty years ago, and a great guest of the Zheng family. But isn't he dead?"


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