Chapter Twenty-Eight: Han Feng who came in chaos
"Mouse off!"
As soon as he heard that the experimenter could drink the potion that Master Harley had drunk, there was an uproar from the crowd below.
What kind of person is Harley, Harley is a potions master, and he is still a strong potions master who is not far from the master level.
Drinking the potion he has configured, and it is also a strengthened potion of the prescribed buff type, it is definitely beneficial and harmless. Maybe it can make a magician's physical fitness directly reach the point of being comparable to that of a first-class knight.
"Who will be the experimenter for this game?"
Of course, this is only necessary when the gap is not large, so the apprentices and mages below are half expectant and half disappointed.
Harley Mage opened his mouth and spat out a magic scale, and with a wave of his hand, an earthy yellow magical light flickered. Immediately after, a huge table made of clods of earth suddenly appeared. This was not over, Master Harley then waved, and a cyan magic array appeared, and then, a breeze blew the pile of medicinal herbs carried by the apprentice onto the stone table, and all kinds of strange and various medicinal materials appeared on the stone table.
Looking at this pile of medicinal materials, a flash of pride flashed in Master Harley's eyes, and he said, "Count Han Feng, after so many years, no one has challenged my potions, today, I will show my potions well." There are a lot of medicinal materials here, and only some of them are the medicinal materials needed for strengthening medicine, and today we will use the medicinal materials here to fight a good fight. ”
"No problem!" Han Feng smiled slightly.
In the contrast of potions, piles of potions are often placed on top of each other. There are usually a lot of useless herbs that are mixed up with the main potion to test the potions master's knowledge of potions.
The words fell. Both of them ignored it anymore, and both of them stared at those medicinal materials intently, carefully picking out the medicinal materials. Master Halley skillfully found the herbs he needed among the piles of herbs. Han Feng looked at the hundreds of medicinal herbs carefully, and a look of thought flashed in his eyes.
"It's finally getting started!"
Under the high platform, everyone watched with anticipation as the two mages collided.
A senior potion master refining potions on the spot, it was like a famous university professor who came to give a lecture for free.
Finally, Master Harley had found the eighteen medicinal herbs he needed, and returned to his original place very skillfully.
And Han Feng, on his side, was still looking carefully.
"Looks like the teacher is the better one!" one of the apprentices muttered quietly.
"That's it, that's it, looking at Earl Han Feng's formation, it's too far away!" a mage shook his head.
Among the hundreds of medicinal herbs, Han Feng was still searching.
At this time, Master Harley, who had already returned to the original point, made a move.
After selecting eighteen medicinal herbs, Master Harley carefully placed a medicinal herb that looked like ginseng, had long fibrous roots, but was lighter in color than ginseng, into a glass beaker. He opened his mouth and spit out a magic scale, and the spiritual power of his whole body began to emanate, and the spiritual power was like a microwave rippling lake, rippling in bursts.
With a movement of his fingers, the spiritual power on his body quickly mobilized the surrounding magic elements and cast a first-level spell, Flame.
The scorching heat rose abruptly, burning under the glass flask, and the ginseng-like herb swelled up like a bulging balloon.
"Bump!"
The bulging balloon exploded suddenly, and the entire glass bottle shook faintly.
Everyone present was startled when they heard this violent explosion.
"Is it going to explode?"
"Failed?"
Just when everyone thought Master Harley was going to fail. Master Harley silently recited the incantation, and immediately after, a barrier of magical light gradually suppressed the exploding ginseng. Then, under the control of spiritual power, the ginseng rotated at high speed, and the juice all turned into a ball.
"What a lot of control!!"
"Worthy of a teacher!"
"Senior brother is still so powerful!"
“”
Below that, the eyes of all the apprentices couldn't help but flash with small gold-colored stars, and they exclaimed in small exclamations.
The voice below couldn't shake Harley's mage at all, or rather, at this time, there was only potion left in Harley's eyes. At that moment when the ginseng was thoroughly boiled into juice. With a wave of his hand, Master Harley set aside the juice from the potion brew. Immediately after, a white light flashed, and a cold air enveloped the glass bottle.
After dealing with the ginseng, Master Harley took out another potion and began to cast all kinds of magical methods, calcining the potion.
Soon, the second beaker was also completed, and drops of liquid glowing green lay inside the second beaker.
"After completing the second plant, he should still be looking for medicinal herbs now!"
Master Harley thought to himself.
"Look. ”
Just as everyone's attention was focused on Master Harley, Han Feng's performance not far away was finally seen by a junior apprentice.
The apprentice was stunned on the spot.
At this time, Han Feng finally found enough medicinal materials. Just when that junior apprentice thought that Han Feng was going to start refining like his teacher. Han Feng did something that shocked people and stunned the children.
I saw that Han Feng was holding a pile of medicinal herbs, and he was not as careful as Master Harley.
With a bang, piles of medicinal herbs were all stuffed into a huge beaker.
"What!"
"Does he want to finish boiling eighteen medicinal herbs at the same time in one go?"
The apprentices below twitched.
"This is impossible, I have never heard of any predecessor in the Potions world who used this kind of refining, and even Dean Rex's attempt at this kind of refining method has failed without exception. The calorie mage was shocked.
Listening to the whispers of the students below, even Master Harley, who was refining the third medicinal herb, couldn't help but raise his head and look at Han Feng's side.
"This" Master Harley's eyes were filled with a hint of anger, in Master Harley's opinion, Han Feng was already giving up on himself. Master Harley even faintly regretted it, why did he agree to challenge Han Feng. Medicinal herbs were wasted.
For Master Harley, these medicinal materials were like treasures, and at this time, they were taken out to compete because Han Feng was an earl, so he didn't care, however, what Han Feng did was already ruining these medicinal materials.
At least, that's how Master Harley sees it.
"Humph!" Master Harley snorted, only turning his anger into motivation and trying to refine a better potion.
Ignoring what he thought was a mischievous count, Master Harley began to work on refining the third herb.