Finished refining?!

Hearing this voice, Zhao Yu was stunned!

How could it be so fast?

And why is this voice so familiar, it seems to be the voice of the guy named Mu Yi.

It was just such a moment of loss of consciousness, and a trace of flaw appeared in Zhao Yu's state of mind in an instant, and it was because of this flaw that Zhao Yu instantly retreated from that strange state!

Not good!

After coming back to his senses, Zhao Yu's face immediately changed greatly.

You know, he has now reached the last moment, and the mood defects caused by this moment of distraction will have an infinite impact on him!

It is no exaggeration to say that if Zhao Yu does not calm down at this time, let alone advance, even the unbaked pill in his Dan furnace may not be able to be saved!

"This son is hurting me! This son hurts me! ”

Zhao Yu's face was gloomy as water, and he roared wildly in his heart, but at this critical moment, he still forcibly stabilized his mind: "The only way to do this is to keep this pill, but this son is bad for my mood, and I will definitely divide his five horses afterwards!" ”

At this moment, Zhao Yu had already hated Yang Yifan to the extreme!

But he didn't know that Yang Yifan's words just now were deliberately bad for his state of mind.

In the entire arena, Yang Yifan's words just now were heard by Zhao Yu except for the referee, and Yang Yifan assured that the voice must have sounded from Zhao Yu's ears like Hong Zhong Da Lu, no matter how attentive he was, he would definitely be able to hear it!

The reason why he did this was because Yang Yifan saw Zhao Yu's abnormality, as a third-level alchemist, Yang Yifan was extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of the cultivator's alchemy, almost at the same time that Zhao Yu had just entered the state of the ancient well without waves, Yang Yifan had already noticed it.

And now that he has noticed it, how can Yang Yifan sit idly by?

Not to mention anything else, just because of Zhao Yu's provocation before the start of the game, Yang Yifan was included in the opposing list, and saying a word at this time to spoil this guy's state of mind is simply something that Yang Yifan doesn't have to think about.

Aren't you provocative?

Don't you look at me unpleasantly?

Okay, then hurt each other.

Seeing Zhao Yu's complexion change several times in an instant, an imperceptible sneer flashed at the corner of Yang Yifan's mouth.

At this moment, the referee's surprised voice sounded: "Mu Yi, you said you finished refining?" ”

Yang Yifan nodded: "That's right." ”

“……”

The referee was silent when he heard this, and strode over, already setting off a ripple in his heart.

Done?

Done again?

Yesterday, Yang Yifan was the first to finish, but I didn't expect to be the first to finish the intermediate competition today?

Not only the referee, but also the 30,000 spectators in the audience also showed a look of surprise on their faces.

No way?

Is this Mu Yi afraid that he has taken medicine? How can it be so fast?

In the primary competition just yesterday, Mu Yi's speed of refining spiritual liquid was the slowest, but why was his speed one of the best every time in the next few events?

Could it be that this guy was deliberately hiding his strength in the first place?

With the incident of Yang Yifan refining a first-class superb elixir yesterday, no one dared to easily doubt whether Yang Yifan was refining indiscriminately this time, and even they had a faint expectation in their hearts, wanting to see if Yang Yifan could still create miracles!

"Whew!!"

Just as the referee approached, a wave of aura suddenly emanated from the medicine tripod in front of Zhao Yu, and then, Zhao Yu's voice suddenly sounded: "The old man has also finished refining!" ”

Hearing this voice, the eyes of the referee and the surrounding audience were fixed.

Compared with Yang Yifan, Zhao Yu, a quasi-second-level alchemist, obviously attracted more attention, and as soon as he opened his mouth at this time, the referee subconsciously changed his direction and walked to Zhao Yu's side.

"Senior Zhao, have you completed the refining?"

Zhao Yu nodded, but his face was not too happy, but rather gloomy, he nodded first, and said, "That's right, the old man has finished refining." ”

After saying this, his eyes suddenly looked at Yang Yifan, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Boy, you are very good!" ”

"Oh?" Yang Yifan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and said, "What's wrong with me?" ”

Zhao Yu said fiercely: "You are looking for death!" ”

Yang Yifan smiled and said lightly: "You don't have this ability yet." ”

Hearing the words of the two, the referee immediately frowned, he didn't know what had just happened, and thought that Zhao Yu was jealous of Yang Yifan's refining faster than him, so he immediately spoke: "Two, you are in the game now, if you have any grievances, let's talk about it later." ”

"Good!" Zhao Yu forcibly suppressed his anger, stared at Yang Yifan and said, "After the game is over, the old man will let you know what unbearable anger is!" ”

Zhao Yu was really angry at this time, because of Yang Yifan's sudden interruption before, he forcibly withdrew from that strange state, this incident not only affected the quality of the pill he had just refined, but also delayed the time for him to become a second-level alchemist!

That's right, if Zhao Yu was able to take that opportunity to advance to the second-level alchemist just now, then now, he had a feeling that he would have at least a month to advance!

Of course, that is, Zhao Yu's mood adjusts quickly, otherwise, Yang Yifan's interruption at that critical moment can even make him unable to advance for the rest of his life, and if that is the case, I am afraid that Zhao Yu will not just attack Yang Yifan verbally, but will go completely crazy!

Hearing Zhao Yu's words, Yang Yifan smiled: "Zhao Yu, are you, you are really confident, the anger that I can't bear?" Do you deserve it too? ”

"You're looking for death!" Zhao Yu was immediately furious.

"I'm looking for death, but I'm sorry, you don't have the ability to kill me." Yang Yifan was not frightened by Zhao Yu's cold gaze at all, he smiled faintly, and immediately, the expression on his face suddenly became a little cold:

"That's it, old guy, let's not have a game, just compare this pill we refined today, if you lose, kneel on the ground and abandon, and you will never be able to refine the pill, how about it?"

"What?!"

Hearing this, everyone around was stunned.

Competition?

Another competition?

This time it turned out to be a competition initiated by Yang Yifan?

And that bet turned out to be so vicious, if Zhao Yu lost, he would have to abolish his cultivation and never alchemy?

"You're so daring!" Zhao Yu was stunned at first, and then came back to his senses and was furious: "You want me to abolish my cultivation, boy, you are also worthy!" ”

"What's the use of just talking, you have the ability to compare with each other." Yang Yifan sneered.

"Good!" Zhao Yu's eyes rolled, and he agreed, and then he said in a fierce voice: "But, boy, if you lose, I not only want you to abandon your cultivation, but also cut off your legs and hands and climb out from here!" ”

(End of chapter)