Wang Qiang used magic to "entangle" with the opponent in the ring, and finally "narrowly defeated" the opponent with one move.

Louis made a great contribution to the acting direction of the fighter, and in the eyes of other audiences, the fighter really did his best, but his luck was not as good as Wang Qiang.

"Charismatic Church, Modi, ten consecutive wins! Advance to the next round!" The referee's announcement made the audience who were chasing Wang Qiang all the way dumbfounded, and many people had not yet reacted, and were ready to go on stage again to teach Wang Qiang a lesson, but they didn't expect that Wang Qiang had already reached the next round and would not waste time with them anymore.

At this time, those who were slow to react understood the significance of Wang Qiang's actions.

"What about advancing to the next round? With his strength, it is just to be sent, and in the end it will depend on Luiz's performance. A cold young man said.

"That being said, two people going to the next round can effectively reduce the pressure on Luis, and if Luis meets him in the game, he can be guaranteed to go to the next round. Another red-haired youth said.

"By the way, what are the rules for the next round?" the cold young man asked.

"The double-elimination system, those who lose twice will go home, this system is relatively fair, even if the two strongest people meet in advance, it will not say that one will be eliminated in advance, but let the weaker get a better ranking. The red-haired youth explained.

"This young man's qualifications are good, it would be great if we could get it from the Flying Snow Temple, it's a pity. The red-haired young man shook his head regretfully.

"I heard that he is also a seventh-level pharmacist. A smile appeared on the corner of the cold young man's mouth, and then he smiled even more happily when he saw the red-haired young man's expression of even more regret.

"Why don't you force him to join our Flying Snow Temple?" said the cold youth.

"No, now is not the time to turn against the Church of Divine Grace, don't worry, in less than a hundred years, this continent will be completely under the control of our Flying Snow Temple!"

And Wang Qiang, who walked out of the ring on this side, said to Luis: "I'll go back and rest first, and I still have the pharmacist's game tomorrow." ”

"Okay, you can go back first. Louis nodded, "Danny, you can go too." ”

Let Danny accompany Wang Qiang, that is, let the demigod powerhouses who protect Danny protect Wang Qiang along the way.

Luiz, on the other hand, has been watching around the arena to see if there are any serious opponents and what they need to guard against.

Gathering intelligence is very important, and Louis thinks it's better to do these things himself.

Wang Qiang collapsed on the bed when he returned to the room.

This time the internal injury will not be fully recovered in a day or two, but tomorrow's pharmacist competition will have no effect.

In the end, all sixteen people who entered the next round of the competition were selected.

Only six of them were successfully defended, and the remaining ten were qualified through a ten-game winning streak.

The next day.

Wang Qiang came to the arena again, and when he stood under the stage, he felt that his hatred was very great, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, wishing that he would fail.

Even Wang Qiang couldn't stand it under this kind of sight.

As a last resort, Wang Qiang entered a semi-meditative state, quietly waiting for the start of the pharmacist competition.

After all, he is now in the camp of the Church of Divine Grace, and it is okay to look at the periphery, no one dares to rush in and affect him.

Finally, it was time for the game, Wang Qiang was out of his semi-meditative state, and he had completely adjusted his state at this time.

Waiting for the arrival of the referee, Wang Qiang was completely immersed in his own world, and those sights outside had been completely excluded by him.

"Ding!" A soft sound in Wang Qiang's heart brought him back to his senses, and he checked his body, but there was no change in his strength, but his spiritual power had gone further, and he had reached the level of the late eighth order at this time.

Wang Qiang, who had made a breakthrough in his mental strength, was in a good mood and began to concentrate on the exam.

This time, the topic is still to configure a new potion, and unlike the previous round of competition, the recipe of this round of potion can be said to be shoddy, but the difficulty has been increased to the level of the sixth order.

Although it was only the simplest sixth-order elixir, Wang Qiang knew that it was estimated that less than half of the remaining twenty or so people could successfully make the elixir, and it was estimated that tomorrow would be the last refining.

True, although the last round of testing was difficult, in the end more than two dozen people passed the competition. The elimination rate can only be described as terrifying.

There was no special technique for this potion, and Wang Qiang felt that he could complete this test very easily.

The presiding referee is still the same referee, but the presiding pharmacist has changed.

Another ninth-level pharmacist of the Pharmacists Guild, Wang Qiang could only sigh that the ninth-level pharmacists in the Pharmacists Guild were really worthless.

After watching this pharmacist's demonstration, Wang Qiang was even more relaxed, he wouldn't have done this junk potion if it weren't for the competition.

"Ten hours of competition!"

Although the time this time is several times that of the last one, it does not mean that the time is not urgent.

The last time was due to the particularity of the recipe, which could be refined in just over an hour.

Although the recipe this time also shortened the refining time, after all, it was a sixth-level potion, and the ninth-level pharmacist who came to the stage to demonstrate it also took nearly four hours.

Having settled down, Wang Qiang began his own refining, he was very confident in the potion, according to the information given to him by Louis, this time the opponent was only two people from the Apothecary Guild and the Flying Snow Temple who could pose a threat to him, and the two of them were only at the level of level six.

Four hours later, Wang Qiang's production was completed, and there was not a single failure during this period, and the time consumed was only a little slower than that of a ninth-level pharmacist.

"Referee, I'm done!" Wang Qiang raised his hand.

"Pick it up. The referee whispered.

This time, the pharmacist didn't do a hand check, maybe he didn't care how talented the pharmacist here was, for him to advance to the realm of the medicine king was the top priority. The others didn't care, just like now, he was also the one who developed the potion and came to host the tournament because of the Apothecary's Guild's mandatory order.

The development of this potion only took him a few hours, so it was only a seventh-level pharmacist like Wang Qiang who could see that it was a shoddy thing.

"Pass!" the referee announced in a deep voice after drinking Wang Qiang's potion.

"Then I'll leave. Wang Qiang turned around and left, it took a lot of time to refine the medicine, and after looking at the sky, there were still two or three hours, and today's ring match was about to start again.