Chongyang stood in front of the medicine table, his hands outstretched, sensing the reaction degree of the thick liquid in the pot. From the surface of the pot, it can be seen that under the purple-red translucent liquid medicine, a soft leather paper is suspended and shaking in the pot, and a layer of red halo is faintly flickering on the paper.

"Dry grass, stone rock vine, ridge brown bitter seed, big fire beak beast crystal ......" Chongyang murmured in a low voice. The same herbs react and change as they are boiled over high heat, and the mixture slowly penetrates into the interior of the parchment paper, reorganizing the components of the parchment paper to form a new scroll paper based on the base paper.

"It's almost ......" Chongyang Huo Ran opened his eyes, took a few steps back, and raised his staff, "Ten ...... Nine...... Eight ......"

As the magic poured in, a stream of red steam rose from the cauldron and spread all the way to the ceiling, and it took half a minute before it slowly stopped.

A large pot of liquid evaporated, leaving only a piece of moist leather paper at the bottom of the pot. Chongyang extinguishes the fire, carefully takes out the paper with a small caliper, approaches it with a torch, and slowly dries it. Finally, the paper is faintly purple and red, with a cold texture.

"Perfect. Chongyang smiled with satisfaction, returned to the table with the paper, drew a pen, dipped it in ink, and began to write.

The night was getting deeper. Chongyang's pen speed is getting faster and faster from the slow at the beginning to the back, and the tip of the pen slides smoothly on the parchment, making a sighing and carving sound, sometimes like the arc of the moon, like the circle of a lost trace, like the fold of a sharp spear......

Finally, a large elliptical circle slowly closed and sealed the sharp periphery of the entire demon array.

Airplanes...... The entire surface of the paper shone brightly, and a circular pattern with countless spikes flashed away.

"Huh...... The symbol of the Atmospheric Explosion Scroll is actually the same as the big sun drawn in the kindergarten in the previous life, a circle, with straight and sharp lines on the outside......" Chongyang gently put down the pen and moved his sore arm.

The second-level new magic atmospheric explosion scroll has a wider range and greater power than the first-level airburst technique. Even Chongyang himself didn't expect that he could actually make a scroll from the second-level new spell that was still in the process of practicing instantaneousness.

This is due to the excellent performance of the new scroll paper, and the second is that there is no essential difference between the principles of the atmospheric explosion technique and the air explosion technique, and Chongyang, who is used to writing the air explosion technique, writes very easily.

The two air explosion scrolls and one air explosion scroll are the current achievements of Chongyang, so ...... If you hand over this super-level scroll, which is a level 1 or 2 on the surface and an actual power of the sixth or even seventh level, to the scorching sun, it will definitely have a surprise effect!

However, after thinking about it carefully, Chongyang decided to remove one of the air blast techniques and replace it with a fifth-level scroll with a defensive magic effect. After all, in addition to attacking, defense is also very important.

A wind shield magic scroll, an air blast, and an air explosion.

"I've done my best, and then, it's up to you, Scorching Sun......"

......

On the day of the duel.

Chongyang accompanied Zhuoyang to the Imperial Capital Magic Association. At the center of the Magical Society complex is a Wizard's Tower, which is surrounded by four sprawling buildings and various outdoor venues, providing a variety of services to Wizards who are members of the Magical Society, and who are not members of the Wizarding Society.

Library, research room, laboratory, communication hall, task release office...... Even duel venues, you name it. It's not an exaggeration to call the Magic Guild a city within a city that belongs to magicians.

"It's bigger than our lord's mansion, so it would be nice to have a place in this place. Zhuoyang looked around and whispered.

It was quiet all the way, and the magicians who passed by, the magicians who were doing things, everyone basically didn't speak, and they spoke softly, politely, and their every move showed the demeanor of the so-called magician.

"It's just too quiet, I feel a little depressed......" Zhuoyang looked at it for a while, and saw that everyone here was pretending to be a forced face, and couldn't help but feel a little bored.

Chongyang slightly curled the corners of his mouth: "Stay like a girl?"

Zhuoyang was stunned for a moment, and then grinned: "That's it, that's right!"

The two brothers from the cold land in the north looked at each other and smiled, comparing the Burning Sun City, or the Burning Sun Army's magician warriors who had gone through bloody killings, the pampered Sven magicians here were like the difference between soldiers and scholars. Even if the scholar's magic level is relatively high, the awe-inspiring aura of the northern military mage is not something that otaku cultivators can have.

But speaking of which, Chongyang himself is also a standard otaku. However, after all, he spent his childhood in the north, and he has a deep heart that far surpasses that of his peers or ordinary magicians, and he seems to be very mature and steady, without Sven's excessive weakness at all.

Following the lead of the staff in front of them, the two quickly crossed the building and came to the back room, in front of an extremely spacious magical dueling arena.

Because most of the high-level magic attacks have a relatively large range, if the arena is not large, you may even accidentally injure yourself. In order to allow more high-level magic to be played, the magic duel place will be set up in a very wide range.

"With your potion bonus, it's unlikely he'll be able to hit me in such a spacious place unless he's using more than medium-range magic. Scorching Yang said confidently.

"Just don't be careless. Chongyang nodded.

The two sides met on the edge of the dueling arena. A brown-haired young man wearing a green magic robe, tall and thin, with a slightly pointed chin, and two beautiful mustaches under his nose is Daunes.

This Dawnes's face is objectively quite handsome, with very fair skin, and the two beards are just right. It just feels too creamy, the fat powder is strong, and the discerning person knows at a glance that he is a woman who is keen on the dust.

In contrast, he always habitually straightens his back beam, his eyebrows are sharp, and the scorching sun with a square water chestnut angle is more than ten times more masculine than him.

Seeing the appearance of the heroine Frilian and the way she looked at the burning sun, Chongyang suddenly understood why this beauty of the Magic Association, the eldest lady with a mysterious background, would disdain the handsome young man beside Daunes and fall in love with the burning sun.

The petite beauty of this little bird is already accustomed to and tired of this kind of bookish cream magician in the Magic Association, but suddenly comes into contact with a Zheng Zheng man from the bitter cold land of the north, drinking spirits, killing beasts, and leading the army, the impact is indescribable.

If the battle of Zhuoyang shows the strong demeanor of a northern man, Chongyang feels that it is very likely to capture the heart of this beauty.

In addition to the protagonists of both sides, there is only one brother Chongyang accompanying Zhuoyang's side, and since Daunes is at the home of the Magic Association, there are naturally a lot of cheering audiences.

"Master Dauns, kill him in a minute!"

"Kick the Yankees back home!"

......

Before the duel, the audience vigorously set off Dauns's momentum and slandered the Burning Sun side. Daunes only symbolically stopped it, and then triumphantly enjoyed the praise of the crowd, and a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes as he watched the scorching sun.

The judge of the duel was an old man, with a pair of brown eyebrows that were so thick that they were almost in a line, and a hint of deep wisdom in his slightly cloudy eyes.

He is a wind mage, but there is no badge on the robe indicating the mage's rank. While he was muttering some rules such as the fairness of duels and avoiding casualties, Chongyang suddenly heard the voice of the fire demon in his ears: "Another old guy with hidden strength, Holy Spirit level." ”

Why do all the high-level old guys like to do chores now?

Chongyang quietly glanced at the old man with thick eyebrows a few more times, but he didn't find anything strange about him, but he found that behind him, the heroine Frilian in addition to looking at the burning sun, her eyes also moved to the old man from time to time, and her expression was a little subtle.

"I see, that's ......," Chongyang said. Is it that my grandfather is in a panic, so I came to see the candidate for my grandson-in-law?

He couldn't remind Zhuoyang loudly, he only hoped that the battle of Zhuoyang would never fail.

Holy Spirit level magician, such a level, must be an elder-level figure in the Magic Association! He actually came in person, maybe he was really too idle, maybe he cared about his granddaughter. But no matter which one it is, as long as the scorching sun blinds him...... As the saying goes, if a son-in-law is half a child, the entire Bright family will benefit.

Before the duel begins, first check the status and equipment of both sides for any irregularities. Both Daunes and Burning Sun put their staffs and carefully prepared auxiliary items on display for the referee to see.

As expected, the magic scrolls on Daunes's side were all high-grade fifth-level. And two bottles of potion, one is mana recovery, and the other is wind magic amplification.

The old man with thick eyebrows checked slowly, first sensed the magic fluctuations on the scroll, and then took a drop of potion respectively, put it in his mouth to try it, and nodded, indicating that there was no problem with the inspection.

Chongyang had been scrutinizing it very closely, and seeing a gleam in the eyes of Daunes on the other side, he was extremely vigilant in his heart, and he tried his best to observe the three scrolls and the two bottles of potions......

"Wait a minute!" Chongyang shouted violently as the old man finished checking and handed the scroll potion back to Dauns.

All eyes were on him.

"There's something wrong with those two bottles. He pointed to the two medicine bottles in the old man's hand and said categorically.

"What!?" the audience and the referee were surprised.

But then, when the audience was angry and shrill booing, Zhuoyang stood beside Chongyang with a firm expression, and said solemnly: "I protest and ask for the other party's medicine to be retested!"

At this moment, Chongyang clearly saw a trace of panic flashing in Daunes's eyes.

"Protest, are you sure?" the old man saw that Chongyang and Zhuoyang didn't believe him, and the old man had a look of displeasure on his face, "If there is no problem with the re-examination, as punishment, you will not be able to bring your dueling potion into the venue." ”

"I'm sure, since my brother said so, there must be something wrong with those two bottles of potion!" Zhuo Yang said, glancing at Chongyang, his eyes full of firm trust.

People cast their eyes on Chongyang, full of disdain for this third-level young magician, and some even tried their best to agitate for an immediate re-examination, and then confiscate the potion of the scorching sun.

"Little brother, you must have misunderstood, these two bottles of potions, but I bought them from the master of the Pharmacy Association, how could there be a problem?" Daunes took two steps forward and said with a kind expression, "You are a potion apprentice, right? Maybe I haven't seen too many high-grade potions like this, so I was wrong for a while." I don't blame you, and I don't have to test it anymore, lest your brother's potion be confiscated, it won't be a fair fight. ”

"Who is your brother?" Chongyang frowned, "I'm not a potion apprentice, it's none of your business if I haven't seen a high-level potion or not." I only know that there is a special medicinal material in the manufacture of potions, called Shiratori Weng powder, which has a very strong anti-demon effect and is rarely used in ordinary medicines. However, in addition to being used as a very small number of special potion ingredients, this herb also has the effect of hiding the magic fluctuations of high-grade potions. ”

Daunes' face froze.

"For example, if a sixth-grade or even seventh-grade potion is properly added, it is possible that the magic power contained in the potion will fluctuate below the fifth grade, and people will make a wrong judgment on the grade of the potion. It's just that the production of 100 bird powder is scarce, and it is rarely used and it is relatively difficult to get out, and the manufacturing process is also very difficult......"

The implication of Chongyang's words is already obvious, that is, Daunes obtained this precious and rare medicinal material by virtue of his family background and the like, and then asked the senior pharmacist master to help make and process it, forming this potion that is ostensibly a fifth-grade, but in fact may be a sixth-grade or even seventh-grade potion.

"Nonsense...... What proof do you have!?" Dauns said angrily, but there was a little nervousness in his tone, "That's all your wild speculation, what practical reason do you have to protest? You're making a fuss at all!"

It's really not dead when I don't see the Yellow River. Chongyang smiled coldly in his heart.

Some of the spectators, who had helped Dawnes to coax, fell silent. Not many people here are fools, and just based on Chongyang's words, people can know that this third-level magician is not simple. Many people have never heard of this medicinal herb, but this black-haired young man is like a treasure.

This is all because Chongyang has spent an unimaginable amount of extreme mental energy in order to reduce the side effects of heart-nourishing elixirs, and he has checked and tested a large part of almost all the medicinal materials that may suppress the side effects. Even such an unpopular medicinal herb as White Bird Weng Powder was once obtained by him, and he checked it clearly.

The old man with a displeased face was also slightly moved when he heard these words, his thick eyebrows moved, and he couldn't help but glance at this low-level young magician a few more times. White Bird Weng Powder, even the medicinal materials that most of the five or six potion manufacturing masters don't understand, this person actually knows?

However, Daunes was also right, this testimony came from the young magician's family after all. In order to truly impress the people present, it must also be......

"Evidence, of course. Chongyang said lightly.

"Pointing those two bottles at the sunlight and looking at the other side, I promise you can see that there is a thin white line mixed in the original color of the potion, at the bottom of the bottle or in the middle of the bottle. As long as you refine it a little with special tools and methods, you can get this white line that is thinner than a human hair. It is the impurity that precipitates after the white bird powder is added to the medicine and cooled. It is harmless to the human body, but it is the biggest feature of this medicinal ingredient in the medicine. ”

"This ......," Daunes turned pale at once. He never expected that Zhuoyang, a northern hillbilly he looked down on, would have such a powerful pharmacist brother.

You must know that these two bottles of potions, but he spent a lot of favor to ask a seven-grade potion master from the Pharmacist Association to make them! At that time, the pharmacist master also swore to him that there would be no more than ten people who could see through this mystery!

There was only a third-level potion apprentice mage, who knew the medicine as if he had made it himself! Daunes hated it. In the future, you must settle accounts with the potion master!