That's what he said, but when Dan Jiecheng and Mu Chuyue's eyes met, his heart beat wildly.
His intuition told him that the so-called bet must be something he didn't want to know.
But I have already let out the harsh words.
In front of all the alchemists in the continent, I have no shame to take them back even if I want to.
Mu Chuyue naturally did not miss the expression on Dan Jiecheng's face.
For a guy like him who always wants to use his status as president to oppress others, the best way to save his face is to directly take away his Aoran capital.
"I bet on your status as the president of the Alchemist Guild."
Mu Chuyue crossed her arms and said this lightly.
Everyone present was speechless.
Dan Jicheng's face turned as dark as a pot.
The alchemy masters standing next to him looked at each other in confusion, believing in Grandmaster Mu Chuyue's identity.
Only those with real abilities can have the confidence to be arrogant.
Obviously, Mu Chuyue made them feel this confidence.
Master Li stood half a step behind Mu Chuyue, with a serious face, his eyebrows couldn't help but fly up, and he was about to be unable to hold back his smile.
He was sure that Dan Jichen was going to be unlucky.
Only he, who had personally accompanied the entire alchemy process, knew how powerful Mu Chuyue's alchemy attainments were.
"You little girl, don't be so arrogant."
No one could tolerate Mu Chuyue's level of provocation.
Dan Jicheng was undoubtedly so angry that he even forgot about the two true god realm supremes who were guarding him on the high platform.
He actually showed up in front of everyone.
Then he pointed at Mu Chuyue's nose and started to scold her.
"Humph, old man, my descendants are something you can neglect."
Mr.
Gu Changyan's hair suddenly exploded, and the overwhelming pressure swept towards Dan Jicheng's direction.
Wherever the momentum passed, only his followers were affected.
They were all shocked and groaned.
As for Dan Jiecheng, the chief culprit, his knees hit the ground uncontrollably.
Well, very good.
It seems that the old man still has some discretion and won't be too strong to shock people to death.
Mu Chuyue suppressed a smile, patted Gu Changyan's shoulder like a hair, and whispered, "That's almost enough.
That man's cultivation is not very good, so he probably won't be able to withstand your anger."
The corner of Gu Changyan's mouth twitched, and he quietly withdrew 90% of his pressure, "If you are so vain, you still have the courage to imitate others and act cruelly."
Ling Zhongsheng looked around the high platform with his peripheral vision and saw that everyone was silent.
He looked away with satisfaction: Well, no one stood up for the guy named Dan, as expected. "" Even though Dan Jicheng was already kneeling on the ground, his legs could not stop shaking.
How could he forget the two supreme ones next to Mu Chuyue?
Misstep Dan Jiacheng regretted his mistake and only hated himself for being too impulsive.
But letting him suffer this embarrassing loss like this is not consistent with his status as the president of the Alchemist Guild.
Let's forget it.
Then how can he convince everyone after returning to the Guild?
"To suppress others with power, this is the style of Grandmaster Ling."
Dan Jicheng stood up bravely.
In order to save his face, he shamelessly shouted at Mu Chuyue:
"Since you are forced to bet, I will make a bet with you.
If you can successfully refine the eighth-grade elixir, the position of president of the Alchemist Guild will be given up to you.
Otherwise, you will give up your alchemy skills in public." " xx4911131: