Custer announces the start of the race.

Fried glanced at Ye Wentian mockingly, and instead of using the utensils on the alchemy table, he took out a three-legged copper tripod with a diameter of one meter from the ring.

Slamming the copper tripod on the alchemy table, Fried's face instantly became serious, and he shouted in a low voice: "Kevin, urge the fire!"

Kevin had already finished preparing and immediately urged the spiritual power to be injected into the six-pointed star emblem, and through the transformation of the guò fire attribute gem, a red pillar of fire was sprayed under the copper tripod.

After all, Kevin is an alchemist of fire, and the flames he induces are not only extremely hot, but also under his exquisite control, the heating of the copper tripod is also very uniform.

Fried poured three beakers, a full three hundred units of spiritual liquid, into the copper tripod, and as soon as the cold spiritual liquid came into contact with the hot copper tripod, a thick light cyan mist immediately rose.

"Kevin, martial arts!" Fried moved extremely skillfully, constantly taking out all kinds of powder from the alchemy table's material box and sprinkling it in the copper tripod.

Kevin pushed the flames to the extreme, and the entire copper tripod began to glow red.

"Wow, he deserves to be an intermediate alchemist, Fried's refining techniques are quite proficient! I think he will soon be promoted to a senior alchemist!" someone exclaimed.

"Don't just look at Fried, I look at Kevin's appearance is not bad, the flame control zhì is quite exquisite!"

"Look, what's in Fried's hand? it's a millipede!" someone exclaimed, pointing at Fried.

With a confident smile, Fried threw the writhing and struggling centipede in his hand into the boiling spiritual liquid, the centipede is a highly poisonous thing, and if bitten below the second ring, it will definitely die!

Then, in the midst of everyone's exclamations, Fried took out all kinds of poisonous insects and poisonous weeds, including black poisonous spiders, soul-losing grass, life-killing flowers, etc., and he shouted out his name and put it into the copper tripod.

In the boiling spiritual liquid of the copper tripod, all kinds of poisonous insects and poisonous weeds rose and fell, and people were chilled when they saw it.

After adding the ingredients, Fried finally had time to raise his head, but found that Ye Wentian had not started refining, and couldn't help but laugh: "Boy, don't you have a suitable alchemy apparatus?

Kevin also showed sarcasm when he heard this.

Custer said loudly: "The time limit for refining the elixir is two hours, I think you should hurry up, do you think that refining the elixir is as easy as refining the elixir?"

"Alas, let me say what are you good at? There must also be a limit to the brain-dead! Who said that refining elixirs must require tools, and who said that you can't refine them empty-handed? I'll open your eyes today!" Ye Wentian faced the alchemy platform, and swept down the utensils on it casually, crackling and shattering to the ground, and the corners of everyone's eyes twitched, this is all money!

"Foolish dreams! I want to see how you can refine the elixir without even a container!" Castor snorted disdainfully, killing him and not believing that the elixir could be refined empty-handed, not even the president of the Hand of God.

"Big brother, shall we start?" Wendy asked a little anxiously, pulling Ye Wentian's sleeve.

Ye Wentian rubbed Wendy's head, and said, "Okay, let's start, you have to be responsible for throwing the materials I will shout out later, and you will be responsible for throwing them in for me!

Wendy's eyes lit up with excitement and she nodded heavily: "Well, Wendy can definitely do it!"

"Okay! you show me clearly!" Ye Wentian looked around, and suddenly threw the hundred units of spiritual liquid in the beaker into the air with a flick of his hand.

"I'll go, what is this kid going to do? Why did you throw away the ingredients? I don't really want to give up!"

"How is that possible, I'm curious what he's going to do. ”

"Look!"

Everyone's eyes flew with the beaker, even Fried and Kevin, Kevin was slightly distracted, and the firepower almost deviated, making him break out in a cold sweat.

The beaker swirled in the air, and the spiritual liquid naturally spilled out, and the shiny droplets refracted brilliant brilliance in the air.

The spiritual liquid that was flying in the sky fell from the sky, and Custer almost slapped his thigh and laughed, in his opinion, Ye Wentian's behavior was even more idiotic than an idiot, who could catch so many flying droplets!

However, Ye Wentian's next move proved who was an idiot, I saw Ye Wentian spread his arms, his palms drew a big circle in the air, a spiral suction force was generated out of thin air, and the droplets that were originally flying outward actually turned in the air and fell towards the circle drawn by Ye Wentian.

"How is that possible!" Custer's eyes almost popped out.

Kevin's hand shook, and the flames nearly got out of control again.

Ye Wentian kept his palms and slashed through three arcs in a row, one smaller than a small one, and the droplets in the sky gorgeously reconverged into a ball the size of a human head and fell from the sky.

Next, Ip Mantian's actions shocked everyone again.

"Eighth-level yin and yang, Tai Chi rotation!" Ye Wentian shouted, his left palm struck the bottom of the spiritual liquid ball like lightning, and miraculously, the palm of his hand did not contact the spiritual liquid, and the spiritual liquid ball actually flew up!

Everyone in the audience, only the silver-haired girl and Qian Mancang saw Mingtang, the moment Ye Wentian's left palm struck, the palm was strangely dented, and when he was about to touch the spiritual liquid ball, the palm instantly bounced up again.

The spiritual liquid ball flew up three meters and slowly fell, and when it landed in a parallel position of sight, Ye Wentian's eyes suddenly burst out with fine light, and his palms were hugged together, wrapping the spiritual liquid ball in his palms.

I saw Ye Wentian's feet taking root on the ground, his upper body suddenly leaning back and rushing forward, his palms sliding quickly in front of his chest, and if you observe carefully, you will find that the trajectory of his palms has formed a circle without flaws!

What was surprising was that the spiritual liquid ball had no support, and it was suspended in Ye Wentian's slapping palms out of thin air, as if there was no gravity in the square inch of his palms.

As Ye Mantian's speed increased, the spiritual liquid ball also began to spin wildly, and began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after ten minutes, the spiritual liquid ball the size of a human head had become the size of a fist.

The Ichor Ball is compressed!

"Kevin, I'm sorry, borrow the fire!" Ye Wentian suddenly pulled out a hand and beckoned to Kevin, then quickly reset and continued to rub Tai Chi.

With Ye Wentian's movements, the flames that Kevin urged actually twisted uncontrollably, and the pillar of fire directly separated most of it and flew out, cutting an arc in the air and falling into Ye Wentian's palm.

This is still the mercy of Ye Wentian's subordinates, otherwise not a single fire element will be left.

Kevin's face changed miserably, and he directly released the martial spirit, the fiery red chrysanthemum bloomed above his head, and the spiritual power rushed into the badge desperately, which barely maintained the firepower.

The pillar of fire fell into Ye Wentian's hand, forming a huge fireball with a diameter of three meters, enveloping him entirely.

Ye Wentian stood in the fireball, as if the ancient god of fire had descended into the world, and in terms of the magnificence of the scene, he instantly threw Fried 108,000 miles.