Chapter 2215

Nobody was optimistic about Qinchuan's chances because Lin Zhichong was the one who poisoned him. Qinchuan looked like he had accepted his fate.

He didn't even try to hide. What was going on? He couldn't hide or he didn't want to hide.

"He died just like that? That's too suspenseful. I know the poison is powerful but I don't think he didn't even fight back! "

"Could it be that the poison doesn't work on that young man?"

"Do you think that's possible? Poison immunity is just a legend. Although it exists, it doesn't mean that people are immune to poison. It's just that they have a strong resistance to poison. As long as the poison is powerful enough, poison immunity is useless. "

Time passed slowly and the poison slowly dispersed.

Qin Chuan clasped his hands behind his back and slowly walked out. Under the incomparably shocked gazes of the crowd, the others then saw a shocking scene.

Lin Zhichong's body turned black. He stretched out his hands in pain and screamed, but he couldn't make a sound.

At that moment, Qinchuan's voice was heard, "He was poisoned by himself. If you don't want him to die, hurry up and save him."

But everyone could see that it was difficult for Lin Zhichong to survive. Even if he survived, he would be crippled.

"What's going on? Does anyone understand? Please explain. I don't understand," someone asked doubtfully.

"You're so stupid. Didn't you think about what he said? Lin Zhichong was poisoned by himself. It's that simple. Humans make mistakes and horses make mistakes. It's normal," someone explained impatiently.

"You idiot. How dare you say that others are stupid? I think you're stupid and got poisoned by your own poison. Do you think that's the case?"

"This young man's poison is better than Lin Zhichong's. Both of them must have used poison. Lin Zhichong was poisoned but this young man is fine.

"This is too amazing. He can even do this. To be able to poison someone else's poison mist, it's really too difficult. This is the boldness of a skilled person. He didn't even put the other party's poison mist in his eyes."

"Lin Zhichong is done for. Even if he doesn't die, he'll be crippled. He's such a disgrace."

"Just what kind of person did the Medicine Sect of the Central Province offend? He's so young, yet he was able to deal with Yao Buwei and Lin Zhicong so easily. He's definitely not an ordinary person."

"I'm getting more and more curious about this young man. I wonder what kind of style he will show us next," said an elegant middle-aged man with a smile.

"Why is Old Luo interested in this young man?" A burly middle-aged man laughed.

"You don't say, I'm really interested. Let's take a look first!" The middle-aged man called Old Luo said with a smile.

"It's his fortune to be able to catch your eye. If you're interested, you should make your move earlier. Don't wait for others to see it. When the time comes, it'll be a mess." The burly middle-aged man laughed.

"I believe in fate. Sometimes, it's not a matter of first come, first served. If that was the case, then there would be no more disputes in the world." Old Luo shook his head.

"I don't agree with your way of doing things. Although it's not absolute, it's still first come, first served. It's just like food. I've arrived and eaten it, so it's completely mine."

"If that's the case, then I can definitely grow another one. Otherwise, I'll cook you or refine you into a ginseng fruit," Old Luo said with a smile.

The burly middle-aged man's body shook. He looked at Old Luo and said, "Okay, okay, I won't talk to you anymore. You can do whatever you want. Anyway, being targeted by you is a blessing and a curse for this young man. Let's see what happens to him!"

"No, this young man is different. I don't know if I'm worthy to be his master. Forget it. Even if it's an experience in life, don't you think it's interesting?" Old Luo laughed.

The burly middle-aged man looked at Old Luo in disbelief. They were best friends. They had been friends for two to three hundred years.

They understood each other too well. The burly middle-aged man naturally knew Old Luo very well. After so many years, he knew what kind of person Old Luo was.

His talent was unparalleled. He was conceited and arrogant. Of course, this was all built on strength. No one would think that Old Luo was conceited and arrogant.

After so many years, the number of people who could make Old Luo humble could be counted on one hand. This was the first time that a young man could make Old Luo humble.

This was also why the burly middle-aged man was shocked. After all, Old Luo only had four words for that Young Master Feng.

So-so!

This evaluation was actually just a passing grade. Young Master Feng was the descendant of the most powerful family in Chu Zhou City. He was the most powerful young man in the younger generation.

Therefore, even if the others were a little better, they wouldn't be much better. In Old Luo's eyes, these people weren't even qualified to be his disciple.

Not even Young Master Feng!

Old Luo's status was high, but he would rather have a disciple than a shoddy one. He would rather not have a disciple.

He could ask other questions, but not this one. As long as it wasn't acceptable, he wouldn't teach it, not even his relatives.

This was his principle, and it couldn't be changed.

But this time, Old Luo said that he didn't deserve to be this young man's master. How could the burly middle-aged man not be shocked?

This was enough to show how high Old Luo's evaluation of Qinchuan was. This also made the burly middle-aged man think deeply.

He could also see that Qinchuan was not ordinary, but he still couldn't understand why Old Luo said that he didn't deserve to be this young man's master.

"Are you serious?" The burly middle-aged man looked at Old Luo and asked seriously.

"When have I not been serious?" Old Luo laughed.

"Then I will compete with you." The burly middle-aged man laughed.

"Okay, but the old rule is that the loser has to give a treasure to this young man." Old Luo laughed.

The burly middle-aged man's mouth twitched. For so many years, Old Luo had never lost a bet. This time, he was betting on a treasure. This was a big bet.

That was a supreme treasure. One should know that even existences at their level didn't have many supreme treasures.

But at this level, the burly middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I will bet with you."

"Haha, not bad. This time, I don't need to prepare a gift for my disciple. Not bad, not bad."

"Are you sure you can win?" The burly middle-aged man asked.

"Of course! For so many years, when have I ever bet without confidence? "Old Luo laughed confidently.

"This time, you are probably going to lose." The burly middle-aged man laughed.

"Impossible, we will see later." Old Luo said in disbelief.

"Did you see the righteousness in his body? Do you think that your Confucian Saint path is suitable for him?" The burly middle-aged man laughed.

"Is that wrong?" Old Luo was stunned.