The rules were announced, and the atmosphere on the field was a little solemn.

Yang Yifan's face was expressionless, and he closed his eyes to recuperate, as if he had not been affected in any way.

But he prefers to die or not, the quasi-second-level alchemist named Zhao Yu happened to be standing next to him, and seeing the appearance of Yang Yifan, an old god, Zhao Yu immediately snorted coldly, lowered his voice and said:

"Boy, yesterday's luck was good, but you don't have that good luck today."

Hearing this, Yang Yifan slowly opened his eyes, he glanced at Zhao Yu, and a meaningful smile pulled out from the corner of his mouth: "Old guy, are you deliberately finding fault?" ”

"You!" No matter how Zhao Yu said it, he was also a quasi-second-level alchemist, when had he ever been called an 'old guy', when he heard Yang Yifan's words, his face immediately sank: "What an arrogant boy, I want to see if your alchemy skills are also so strong!" ”

Yang Yifan smiled indifferently, and said lightly: "Then you just keep your eyes open and watch." ”

Arrogant!

Yang Yifan's words spread to the ears of the rest of the people around him, and he was simply arrogant to the extreme!

Yes, they can't deny that Yang Yifan can refine a first-grade superlative, but Zhao Yu is a quasi-second-level alchemist, which means that Zhao Yu can refine a second-grade elixir, even if you are a first-grade superb, it is not as good as a second-grade and lower-grade elixir, because there is a qualitative gap between the two!

Not far away, Qu Shan snorted coldly in his heart: "Little bastard, you actually provoked a quasi-second-level alchemist, I don't know how thick the sky is!" ”

Yesterday, because Yang Yifan showed his might, Qu Shan can be said to be disgraced, although he can't say anything on the surface, he actually hates Yang Yifan to the bone in his heart!

There were more than 30,000 people at the scene, Qushan knelt down yesterday, but he will never be able to raise his head!

"Alright, I announce, now the game begins!"

The referee's voice sounded at the right time, and then he added: "The rules of this intermediate competition are extremely simple, everyone has twenty kinds of elixirs on the stone platform, you can choose, and the final result of the competition depends on the level and quality of the elixir you refine, the higher the level and the better the quality, the victory." ”

After that, the referee took a few steps back and remained silent.

And as the referee announced the start of the game, all the alchemists hurriedly calmed down, dissipated the distractions in their hearts, and prepared for the game wholeheartedly.

Yang Yifan didn't pay any attention to Zhao Yu anymore, and directly observed the medicinal materials on the stone platform in front of him.

As the referee said, there are twenty kinds of elixirs on the stone platform, but it is not easy to choose the right ones from these twenty elixirs.

After all, the medicinal properties of each elixir are different, and alchemy is not a child's play, and it is extremely important to pay attention to collocation, if those alchemists who do not have a deep understanding of pharmacology are very likely to be unable to find a suitable collocation in the end.

Of course, for Yang Yifan, this matter obviously does not exist.

There is a treasure book of divine doctors, and the Danfang in Yang Yifan's mind can be said to be like a star in the sky, endless, and he just took a look, and he had an eight-point fixed number in his heart.

Soul Leaving Grass, Blood Flower, Green Lotus Seed, Vine Radix Leaves......

Yang Yifan looked at the various medicinal materials on the stone platform, and made a decision.

According to these twenty medicinal materials, the most suitable pill he could refine now was the Soul Leaving Pill, which was mainly based on Soul Leaving Grass!

This Soul Separation Pill is a second-level elixir, which has a wide range of effects, mainly to help the monk calm down when cultivating, so that the mind can reach a state of selflessness, and help the monk to settle down, which is quite precious.

The pill recipe of the Soul Leaving Pill is not much of a secret for the second-level alchemist, but the difficulty of refining is not small, and even many second-level alchemists who are serious about the eight classics are reluctant to start refining.

But this is obviously not a problem for Yang Yifan.

After determining the elixir to be refined, Yang Yifan no longer hesitated, directly stretched out his hands, and selected from the twenty kinds of medicinal materials like a butterfly wearing flowers, and selected thirteen kinds of medicinal materials in the blink of an eye, and put them aside with great importance, as for the remaining seven kinds of medicinal materials, Yang Yifan didn't even look at them.

To tell the truth, there are not some extremely cherished medicinal materials in the remaining seven medicinal materials, but Yang Yifan understands that this is definitely a smoke bomb made by the organizers, and its purpose is to dazzle the alchemist and make him hesitate.

However, for Yang Yifan, this trick did not play any role at all.

"Buzz!"

Gently patted the medicine tripod, the lid flew up, Yang Yifan directly injected the true qi into it, and in the blink of an eye, the true qi entered the tripod, turned into a pill fire, and burned brightly.

After yesterday's two competitions, Yang Yifan became more and more proficient in the medicine tripod in his opponent, and he was more comfortable using it, although it was not as good as Hei Yanding's command, but it was also no sense of obscurity.

After a simple furnace, Yang Yifan began to refine, and under the control of his delicate flames, one by one the elixirs turned into spiritual liquid, floating in Dingkou.

At the same time, some of the other alchemists on the stage also began refining.

The most eye-catching performance is naturally the five quasi-second-level alchemists, they can have today's achievements, naturally it is not in vain, their eyesight is much higher than those first-level alchemists, and it almost took almost only a little time to choose the medicinal materials they want to refine, and they sacrificed their own medicinal tripods one by one and began refining.

Among these five people, Zhao Yu has the fastest movements!

Zhao Yu usually intersects with Teng Huajing, and naturally he is indispensable to discuss alchemy, so although he is a quasi-second-level, after so many years, his alchemy has actually reached the edge of a second-level alchemist, and he is only one step away from breaking through.

And today, I don't know what the reason is, Zhao Yu suddenly blessed his soul, and he actually had a feeling of mystery and mystery, he only felt that he was in a surprisingly good state, refining the pill seemed to be in his hands, and everything seemed to be natural!

This feeling made Zhao Yu ecstatic in his heart!

He knew that this state could be met but not sought, and it must be a precursor to a breakthrough!

Thinking that he had a great chance of breaking through to the second-level alchemist today, Zhao Yu's mood was a little agitated, but he was a person who was very deep in the city, and he calmed down his mood in just a few breaths, and refined the pill wholeheartedly.

Zhao Yu understands that the more critical moments like this, the more his state of mind must maintain a good state, and he must not have big ups and downs, let alone any fluctuations, otherwise, it may affect his promotion in the future.

This is why monks seek a claustrophobic chamber whenever they are in retreat.

Zhao Yu was refining in an orderly manner, and seeing that he was about to carry out the last step of Ning Dan, he tightened his mind and ignored the external affairs of his body, for fear that there would be a trace of accident.

But at this moment, a voice like magic suddenly sounded in his ears, making him feel in a state of turmoil!

"Referee, I've finished refining."

(End of chapter)