Imperial City, in a hotel.

A gloomy man in a dark red suit fell to one knee and broke his palm with a dagger, and blood flowed down the ground and fell to the floor.

The man's mouth silently recited the mantra, and the blood on the floor seemed to come to life, separated, squirmed, and gathered.

Gradually, a strange formation of a circle was formed.

The man in the suit stared intently for a long time, revealing a gloomy smile and muttering to himself.

"Wait, I will definitely use my status as a champion to announce to the world that the Holy Sect is about to be born!"

Imperial City, Potions Society.

A Mai elder sat at his desk, flipping through a heavy ancient tome.

"You say there's another dark horse in this competition?" asked the elder as he glanced at ten lines and read quickly, turning another page of the tome.

"Yes, Master, this person is from the Jincheng Demon Tamer Branch, and his beast breeding methods are quite clever. There was a male disciple standing beside the elder, who lowered his eyebrows and replied respectfully.

"My Potions Club is famous for its potions, and cultivating demon beasts is even better. Last year's champion was unfortunately lost to the Astrology Pavilion, and this year there can be no more mistakes. ”

The elder sighed, closed the classic, turned to the man and said, "Let's go, let's go to the medicine pool, and teach you the secret beast breeding technique of the Potions Society." ”

When the man heard this, his face was full of joy, and he couldn't help but say excitedly: "Thank you, Master!"

Gu City, Gu God Sect.

"Mi'er, don't panic, Daddy has a way. ”

"Well, you just have to play well. ”

Hanging up the communicator, a majestic middle-aged man in a batik shirt put away the love that flashed in his eyes, frowned slightly, and said to the woman beside him.

"Sang Wu, you go to the Imperial City and bring the Gu medicine prescription to Mi'er. ”

"Yes. The woman bowed her head and left the room.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look in the direction of the woman's departure, his face was cold, and there was no sadness or joy.

A dark green millipede crawled out of the man's batik neckline, its tentacles trembling slightly, and it swept the man's chin.

......

Day 2 of the competition.

Qiao Yang is still assigned to the nearest referee's seat.

Half of the breeding tables in the gymnasium have been removed, leaving only 320 animal breeding platforms, which are placed in pairs in a divergent shape with the center stage as the center of the circle.

As soon as he entered the venue, Vice President Chen gave him a thumbs up, pretending to be surprised and said, "You are in this position again, not bad, keep up the good work, the old man is optimistic about you!"

“......”

To say that there is no black-box operation in this, Qiao Yang doesn't believe it, and the pressure is still quite high when a group of bigwigs are playing under their noses.

Qiao Yang sighed secretly, misfortune and blessing lurk, on the other hand, it should be a good thing to be valued by the bigwigs.

It's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and he knows this truth very well.

Tidying up his mood, he looked around one by one.

Due to the sharp decline in the number of breeding tables, the few remaining contestants can already be seen.

Anxin and Simon's positions were not far from him, and even Ren Mingli, who had spoken harshly to him yesterday, and the mysterious Gu God Sect girl could see it clearly.

After inspecting the circle, Qiao Yang retracted his gaze and looked at his opponent again.

It was a short male demon trainer, not very old, a t-shirt, jeans.

Simple daily clothes, at first glance, he is not a disciple of power, just a folk scattered person.

The demon tamer was standing in front of the stage at a loss, wanting to cry without tears.

He didn't expect that his luck was so bad, a 3 in 1,000 chance, how could this broom star let himself be bumped into!

The man quickly folded his hands and prayed before the start of the game.

I don't know if it will be useful to cramm, he doesn't have the luxury of advancing to the next round, he just hopes that the gods will bless him to finish the game safely.

"It's already 320 into 160, and you're still so nervous?" Qiao Yang was a little shocked when he saw the other party's movements.

It seems that Anxin is right, there are only a few people who are really powerful, and with such a psychological quality on the other side, they are probably here to fish in troubled waters.

With a familiar opening remark by the host in the center of the stage, the white curtain on the breeding stage was lifted, and the topic of today's competition jumped into view.

【Thundermon】

【Attribute:Hunting】

[Rank: Servant Level]

[Shaped like a mouse, the sound is like thunder.] Frequently uses a loud roar to intimidate enemies]

[Level: 1]

[Note: ......]

Qiao Yang glanced at it roughly, his hands were flying, and he prepared the materials according to the formula given by the illustrated book, and a set of actions was smooth and pleasing to the eye.

Soldier-level potions were indeed not difficult for him.

After the ingredients were put into the pot, Qiao Yang lowered his head and boiled for a while, then raised his head, ready to see how his opponent was doing.

I just hope he doesn't get too nervous.

On the man's side, he was already in a state of fright, and he kept tensing his body, secretly watching Qiao Yang's actions.

But who knew that Qiao Yang suddenly raised his head, the two looked at each other, and the frightened man shuddered, and his mental power, which was already on a stable line, suddenly lost control.

When the flame heated under the medicine pot is strong, the medicine pot is "whirring", and the medicine liquid is irritable and boiling, like a wild horse out of control, rushing out of the pot.

Immediately, with a "pop", the medicine pot exploded.

A cluster of sharp medicine pot fragments stabbed at the man with a breaking sound due to the impact of the bursting energy.

The man was stunned in place, did not react in time, couldn't dodge, and could only instinctively raise his arm to cover it.

The fragments were strong, whistling and directly piercing the man's palm.

A touch of blush poured out, and then the man's screams of pain followed.

Many demon tamers who were making medicine raised their hands when they heard the sound, distracted their minds, and looked over curiously.

Medical personnel immediately arrived and quickly took the man out of the competition area for treatment.

The staff was also quickly put in place to clean up the messy scene.

Qiao Yang shook his head and sighed, if his mental power is not controlled, the refining preparation is very dangerous.

At the same time, I also feel sorry for the other party, playing in the nearest position of the referee's seat is a rare good opportunity for a folk casual person like him.

It's a pity that he couldn't grasp it.

And the other civilian demon tamers who witnessed this incident felt a chill in their hearts.

Broom Star is working again!!

The previous Potions Club has been banned for life!!

It's only been a day, and it has escalated to the point where the body is injured, and the blood is red???

Will there be any danger to my life in the future???

An invisible haze gradually enveloped everyone.

......

The opponent's preparation failed, the medicine pot was blown up, and he was already disqualified from the competition.

Qiao Yang touched his nose and continued to bury himself in his potion making.

Since there are no competitors, as long as he can complete the breeding of beasts in this competition, no matter what level he is, he can directly advance.