The first round of Dan Race was simple, but it was also the one that eliminated the most people.

The content of the first round is simple, breaking down the elixir.

"Decomposition elixir?" Han Mo was stunned, he knew about refining pills, but he didn't know that there was such a thing as decomposing pills.

However, when Han Mo heard the rules of the game clearly, he also understood the matter of decomposing the pill.

For an alchemist, the important thing is alchemy, but in the same way, understanding pharmacology, decomposing the elixir, and analyzing the elixir is also an important lesson, so to speak, a great alchemist must be familiar with everything about the elixir.

Han Mo was speechless, because the pill he got in the first round turned out to be a sixth-level pill perception pill.

Although he knew that this was the Perception Pill, Han Mo still decomposed the pill step by step, and the result was exactly the same as the Perception Pill he knew, this round of competition was simply pediatric for Han Mo, and Han Mo even felt as if he was cheating.

Because many alchemists here are actually in a mess, and they can't figure out the ingredients in this perception pill.

"Is there something wrong with this?" Han Mo frowned, the pills in the present world were all handed down from the ancient period, that is, the era in which Han Mo lived now, it stands to reason that everyone should know, how could they not even be able to figure out a sixth-level pill?

In order to prevent himself from making a mistake, Han Mo continued to check again, and after checking carefully, he really didn't find any problems, it was exactly the same as what he had refined, but what he had refined was a sixth-level peak pill, and this pill was just an ordinary sixth-level pill.

"That's not right! There should be a problem! Han Mo continued to study again, unconsciously. An hour passed, and the time for the first round had arrived.

At this time, many alchemists had finished what they were doing. Only Han Mo was still frowning and thinking.

"Oh?" Because Han Mo was still thinking about it, he was a bit of a standout among the many alchemists. Ouyang Feng on the stage also noticed Han Mo.

He knew what Han Mo was awesome about, but what he didn't expect was that Han Mo was still an alchemist.

Seeing that Han Mo was still thinking, Ouyang Feng also thought that Han Mo was not a high-level alchemist, because as long as he reached the sixth-level alchemist, or even the fifth-level alchemist, he could figure out the ingredients in this Divine Consciousness Pill.

The Divine Consciousness Pill is another name for the Perception Pill, because later people turned the Divine Consciousness into Perception, so it was renamed the Perception Pill.

"That's right!" Han Mo suddenly thought of something. Suddenly realized, hurriedly wrote his answer on the paper, and then handed it in.

After handing in the paper, the many alchemists began a long wait.

Because Han Mo stood out from the crowd before, plus yesterday's standout from the flock, Han Mo suddenly became the focus of the square.

In this regard, Han Mo also felt quite helpless, so he could only close his eyes and began to close his eyes to recuperate.

"Mr. Ouyang. The strength of these alchemists is quite high. The middle-aged man said to Ouyang Feng that he and Ouyang Feng were the referees of this Dan match.

"Well, Gao Yang, you're right." Ouyang Feng said lightly, "This group of elites is exactly the people our tribe needs. Hey? ”

"Mr. Ouyang, what's wrong?" Gao Yang was immediately attracted by Ouyang Feng's strange movements, and glanced at the answer in Ouyang Feng's hand. Suddenly, Gao Yang also let out a "huh".

"Is this true?" Gao Yang frowned. It can be said that this answer has already exceeded their expectations.

"Really!" Ouyang Feng suddenly realized. "We were all wrong! It's no wonder that the Divine Sense Pills we refine are all ordinary sixth-level pills, and they can't reach the sixth-level peak! ”

"This person's level may have reached the eighth level alchemist!" Gao Yang was shocked, you know, the eighth-level alchemist is a pinnacle-like existence!

"Who the hell is this man!" After the excitement, Ou Yanfeng and Gao Yang focused their minds on this answer sheet again, and they saw the number below, two hundred and five.

"Two hundred and five? Hurry up and find out who this two hundred and five is! Ouyang Feng hurriedly said.

"Yes!" Gao Yang answered and left in a hurry.

If Han Mo was present, he would definitely scold Ouyang Feng and Gao Yang, hurry up and investigate who this two hundred and five is, isn't it obvious that he is scolding him!

Ouyang Feng and Gao Yang didn't know what two hundred and five meant, but Han Mo knew very well, two hundred and five = funny = stupid, this didn't make it clear that they were scolding him! At that time, Han Mo complained for a long time when he got the token, because the number on the token was exactly two hundred and five, there was no way, this was done by Xue'er, even if Han Mo was unhappy, he would be happy to accept it, Xue'er was his wife in his previous life, and he was half his wife.

"Mr. Ouyang, two hundred and five is Gongzi Han." Gao Yang quickly investigated the outcome of the matter.

"Han Gongzi? And the name? Ouyang Feng fell, isn't Han Gongzi an honorific title? How did you get used here?

"This person was signed up by Miss Cher." Gao Yang continued.

"Miss Cher helped? Could it be him? Ouyang Feng thought of Han Mo, who could keep Miss Xue'er busy, should be the young man who could compete with the city lord Mr. Gongsun.

Fifteen minutes later, Ouyang Feng reappeared.

Ouyang Feng appeared again, indicating that he had finished correcting the test paper and was about to announce the results.

"There are five hundred and thirty-one people participating in the Dan Race this time, I know that you are all the pride of the sky, everyone is very good, and I also want to keep you, but the rules of the competition are there, I can't do this, it's a pity that only one hundred people can be left after this round." Ouyang Feng said in a deep voice, "The numbers of these hundred people are ......"

Ouyang Feng began to read out the one hundred people who passed, and Han Mo's unique number of two hundred and five was also among them, indicating that Han Mo had passed the competition.

"The rest of the alchemists don't have to be discouraged, if you are willing, you can stay in Shenzhou City, and Shenzhou City will treat you well." Ouyang Feng continued, "The one hundred alchemists who have advanced to the second round of the competition. ”

The second round is still very simple, the content is refined, and the elimination rate is 50%, which means that only 50 people remain on the field in the end.

When Han Mo saw the medicinal herbs, wasn't this just the medicinal herbs of the Sang Perception Pill? Could it be that this is to refine the rhythm of the Perception Pill?

Han Mo always felt that he was cheating, and he felt that he had already refined, and now refining it again was a familiar way, and it would not be difficult for him at all, let alone simply refining medicinal materials.

The hundred alchemists in the field took out their own medicine tripods, sacrificed their own origin pill fire, and began to refine medicinal materials to prepare for the second round of the competition. (To be continued......)