After everyone looked at the elixir refined by Meng Fan, it was time to see Lao Wen's apprentice Wen Cheng next.

As a third-level alchemist, Wen Cheng was sent by the Alchemist Association to preside over everything here of the Alchemist Association, so he represented not himself but the entire Alchemist Association.

Originally, he was reluctant to conflict with these people, but his forbearance did not make these people restrain themselves, but intensified.

In the face of these people's pressure, Wen Cheng agreed to their challenge, because in refining pills, he was indeed a little higher than that Meng Fan.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that this Meng Fan actually learned a Ning Dan Duel.

Looking at the elixir refined by Meng Fan, Wen Cheng couldn't help but be secretly anxious in his heart, he knew that the elixir he refined was inferior to this Meng Fan in terms of level.

"Deacon Wen, it's time for you to let us see the elixir you have refined!"

The referee said.

"Meng Fan, I didn't expect you to have Ning Dan Duel, it's so deep!"

Wen Cheng gritted his teeth and said.

"Wen Cheng, don't say that these are useless, let's take a look at the Great Gathering Spirit Pill you have refined!"

Then Meng Fan sneered: "If you are afraid of embarrassment, you can also admit defeat directly, but the position of this deacon should be sat by me, but before that, you have to say that your Alchemist Association has a false reputation, and it is better for us stragglers!"

"Don't you feel a little shameless with the surname Meng?"

Wen Cheng and the rest of the alchemists of the Alchemist Association were all furious.

Especially Wen Cheng, he can do without this deacon, but when it comes to the honor of the Alchemist Association, he can't regress.

"Wen Cheng, don't talk about this yet, let's open your alchemy furnace first, otherwise I'll open it for you!"

The referee said and wanted to do it.

"This senior, how can you do this thing of opening the alchemy furnace, or let me open it for you!"

An abrupt voice sounded, and the referee glanced at Lu Ming, who he didn't recognize, but the tone of the other party's speech was like stammering himself.

So the referee smiled and nodded: "Okay, it's really teachable, then you can open this alchemy furnace!"

Lu Ming smiled at the referee and Meng Fan, and then came directly to the alchemy furnace without looking at it.

Bang bang bang!

Lu Ming patted the alchemy furnace gently: "It's really a dream that this alchemy furnace still wants to refine a good pill!"

Lu Ming pointed at the alchemy furnace as he spoke, and even held up the alchemy furnace and looked at it.

Although the referee and Meng Fan were a little annoyed when they saw that Lu Ming had not opened the alchemy furnace for a long time.

But they saw that Lu Ming had been burying Wencheng's alchemy furnace, so they suppressed the anger in their hearts and let Lu Ming talk to himself wherever he was.

"This alchemy furnace of mine was given to me by my master when I became a third-level alchemist, even if it is not good, it was given by my master, so you still put down my alchemy furnace!"

As a third-level alchemist, Wen Cheng's words have their own majesty.

However, Lu Ming was not affected in the slightest at all, but he still put down the alchemy furnace.

"In that case, you should open this alchemy furnace!"

With that, Lu Ming dropped the alchemy furnace and left.

Wen Cheng knew that even if he failed, this alchemy furnace would have to be opened, so he took a deep breath and slowly opened the alchemy furnace.

"Then I'll take a look at the Great Gathering Spirit Pill refined by our Deacon Wen!"

The referee said as he put his hand into the alchemy furnace.

"That's right, there are seven pills, although there is one less in quantity, but in terms of quality, it may be better than Master Meng's. ”

The referee's hand touched the alchemy furnace and said.

"Yes, then please take out all the pills I have refined!"

Wen Cheng suddenly said with some anger, he knew the pills he had refined, obviously he had refined nine pills, but now it was good, it became seven.

The referee misunderstood that Wen Cheng asked him to take out all the seven pills, which was exactly what the referee and Meng Fan and the others wanted.

With a hula, the referee lifted the alchemy furnace and poured the furnace of pills into another tray in one go.

Sure enough, it was seven pills!

Looking at these seven pills, Wen Cheng was stunned in his heart, he was shocked that there were two fewer pills, but what he was even more shocked was the grade of these seven pills!

Although he didn't test it himself, with his experience, he could judge that none of the seven pills were of inferior quality.

In other words, his seven pills are at least of medium quality, or even higher!

Don't say that Wen Cheng is done, even the referee and Meng Fan can also see the quality of these pills!

"Why can't you see what kind of quality pill this is?"

Lao Wen walked out of the crowd, and the shock in his heart was even greater than that of his apprentice Wen Cheng.

He knew that Lu Ming's alchemy level was one of the best in the entire Alchemist Association, but he never thought that Lu Ming's alchemy level would be so high.

Just patted it casually with his hand, and the quality of this furnace of elixir changed.

"This can't be, this can't be!"

Meng Fan walked over to the tray and picked up the pills and examined them one by one.

"Medium quality, medium quality, high quality, medium quality, high quality!"

Meng Fan looked at these pills in a daze, "Three high-grade quality, four medium-grade quality, how is this possible, I obviously found out, you can only refine the medium-grade Great Gathering Spirit Pill!"

"So you deliberately tried to compete with Wen Cheng?"

Lao Wen was a little annoyed and said, he was very angry when he saw that Wen Cheng didn't come out to greet them just now, but now that someone was bullying his apprentice, he immediately felt distressed again.

"yes and what, what can you do to me?"

Meng Fan glanced at the referee next to him and suddenly became confident: "I don't seem to have seen you, who are you pointing fingers here?"

"He's my master!"

Wen Cheng said word by word.

"Your master?"

The referee exclaimed, "Deacon Wen of the Alchemist Association?"

"That's right, I'm Wen Taichu of the Alchemist Association!"

"Hahaha, I've admired the name for a long time, it's really a blessing to see you today, but it doesn't seem like there's anything to do with me here, so I'm leaving!"

The referee was ready to slip away.

"I said you seem to have forgotten something!"

Wen Taichu sneered: "As a referee, I don't even say the result, I'm afraid it's a little bad." ”

The referee stopped and glanced at Meng Fan helplessly.

"This competition is won by Wen Cheng of the Alchemist Association, and Meng Fan will give Wen Cheng 10,000 points for your military merits!"

It turned out that their bet was the position of the deacon and 10,000 points of military merit, and now that Wen Cheng won, he naturally gained 10,000 points of military merit.

Meng Fan reluctantly gave Wen Cheng 10,000 points of military merit, and then he was ready to leave!

"Stop, did I let you go?"

A voice rang out!