Ten%...

This is the first time I have heard this word, everyone is in a daze, and they don't know what the shock is.

The referee paused, and continued: "And Gongyu's medicine, your test success rate is less than 40% compared with Gongyu's answer, and compared with our Wushangge's answer, it is not enough. Four percent."

Less than 40%...

After listening to the audience, Elder Ge gave a mocking smile. Did Elder Lin finally know what it means to be slapped?

Old Lin guessed the result, but when he heard the result with his own ears, his face turned pale.

He considers himself to be an old man. He feels that he can withstand the big wind and waves, has enough experience, and is not afraid of any challenges. In the past ten years, his lowest test success rate is 60%, and it is still more than ten years ago. .

Facing the 70% of Old Ge today, he was a little embarrassed.

Now, it's missed by less than 40%...

Sicheng is not enough!

Mr. Lin only felt that people were slapped on both sides of his face constantly, and he was aching pain!

The referee doesn't care what Lin Lao's face is, he raises his eyes and looks at him with a serious expression: "So, to sum up, it is Lao Lin that you lost. If you have any questions about the answer, you can check the answers of our Supreme Court and Lord Gongyu."

"I want to see the answer."

He wanted to see what kind of medicine it was, and it could actually use more than 250 medicines in one medicine!

The referee directly handed the paper to Old Lin: "Please."

"good."

Old Lin reached out and took it, looking down.

The more he looked, his eyes opened wider, and halfway through seeing him, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Duanmu Yawang: "Master Gongyu, you, your medicine..."

"Old Lin!"

The referee didn't wait for Lin to finish speaking, he raised his eyebrows to interrupt him, and coldly warned: "According to our rules, in the process of watching the answers, divulge information with due diligence, and it is forbidden to communicate with anyone. Please follow our rules."

"Sorry, it was because I forgot my form for a while." Old Lin took a deep breath, suppressing the shock and strong desire for this medicine in his heart, then retracted his gaze and continued to watch the answer in his hand.

As he watched, time passed a little bit, and a quarter of an hour was about to arrive.

In fact, Mr. Lin had already finished reading, but he couldn't help but browse again, but he just read the beginning, and the referee reminded: "Lin, it's a quarter of an hour, please put down the answer."

"good."

Old Lin reluctantly put down the paper in his hand, glanced at Duanmu Yawang and opened his mouth to speak, but there were rules, and in the end he didn't say anything.

"Lin Lao, Shun Wang Dan, please eat it." The referee handed Lin Lao a pill according to this good practice.

Old Lin stretched out his hand to take it, closed his eyes, and ate.

As soon as he took it, he turned his head and said: "Master Gongyu, your medicine..." Before he could finish his words, his mind was blank for a moment.

Everyone in the audience was amazed: "Old Lin seems to be shocked by Gongyu's medicine after seeing the answer. What's wrong with Gongyu's medicine? Is there something weird about Gongyu's medicine?"

"It shouldn't be weird or weird?" Someone analyzed: "Lao Ge and Lao Lin seemed shocked after seeing the answer. They seemed to want this kind of medicine very much. Does Gongyu Gongzi have this kind of medicine? What peculiar effect makes people eager for it?"

"If you don't want to ask Mr. Ge Lao Lin?"

"Yes, that's a good idea."

The people in the audience discussed that after Lin Lao on the stage had his brain blank for a moment, the lingering desire for the medicine of Duanmu Yawang was still there, and there was a voice in his heart shouting that he wanted Gongyu Deyin to participate in the fight. That kind of medicine.

Therefore, he quickly retrieved the language and said sincerely: "Master Gongyu, your medicine..."

"Sorry old Lin."

Before he could finish speaking, Duanmu Yawang interrupted him and said lightly: "If you want to ask about my medicine, I have no comment."

"What if I buy at a high price?"

"Sorry, don't buy it." Duanmu Yawang's voice was still cold. Old Lin glanced at it and smiled bitterly: "The son hates Lin's previous impolite behavior, so that's why..."

After that, he hurriedly said: "If you mind this, I can apologize."

"No, it has nothing to do with this."

After Duanmu Yawang finished speaking, he didn't want to deal with him anymore, and asked the referee, "I don't want to fight anymore. Can I step down and leave now?"

"What, don't fight anymore?" The referee hadn't spoken yet, and the testers under the stage responded the most and eagerly said: "I still want to test his mysterious medicine personally, why didn't he participate?"

Inspectors, the most favorite is the high-level and wonderful medicine. After the test, even Ge Laolin had a success rate of only 40%, and the two people showed a desire for this medicine, which made all the pharmacists feel I became curious about Duanmu Yawang's medicine.

Although Ge Laolin always lost, but with such a challenging thing and the medicine that made people so craving, even if they knew that they might lose, they still couldn't help but want to fight.

Who knows, this Gongyu Deyin said he didn't want to participate!

They were all anxious now, and stood up in a hustle and bustle. The referee took a look, twisted his eyebrows, knocked on the gong, and warned: "Please be quiet, everyone, don't make any noise!"

All the inspectors reached their lips, and swallowed their stomachs when they heard the words.

The referee asked Duanmu Yawang: "Master Gongyu, are you sure you don't continue to participate in the fight?"

"Yes."

"Okay." The referee nodded and said: "You won a total of two battles and earned a total of 60 points. We will record the points for you."

Duanmu Yawang nodded: "You have work."

The referee said: "Both you and Mr. Lin can go down."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang listened, turned around and walked off the stage. Old Lin immediately followed up, but before he could catch up with Duanmu Yawang, other pharmacists gathered around.

A group of old men babbled, "Master Gongyu, do you stop participating in the fight today, or will you not participate in the fight in the next few days?"

"where are you come from?"

"Where do you live, we can talk when we have time..."

These people surrounded her, and Duanmuya couldn't leave even if she wanted to go, she could only frown and replied: "I won't continue to participate in the fight next time, please give me a favor, seniors."

"Don't participate anymore?"

The pharmacists were even more disappointed when they heard the words, and persuaded: "According to the comparison between you and Ge Laolin, we may not be able to defeat you. Why don't you continue to participate in the fight?"

Because it is boring and a waste of time.

She participated in two battles and spent most of the time waiting boringly. The first wait was more than an hour. For more than an hour, she couldn't do anything. She could only sleep on her stomach and get down twice. It was enough.