Chapter Seventy-Eight: Hei Zhai's Death

Although the time for the finals was tight and he couldn't afford any waste, Duan Yun had no other choice. If he didn't solve Hei Zhai's problem, even if he had more time, he wouldn't be able to refine the pill smoothly.

"What's going on?" heard the movement on the field, and the referee walked over.

As soon as Duan Yun was about to explain, he saw a faint spiritual fluctuation submerged into Hei Zhai's body. Then, Hei Zhai's face changed, as if he had made up some kind of determination, and he smiled wildly and took out a black pill and swallowed it.

"Stop him, it's a poison pill ......" In a hurry, Duan Yun hurriedly shouted.

He knew that the mastermind behind this was most likely Fang Shan, but Hei Zhai couldn't die at this moment, otherwise, everything would be dead without proof.

As an alchemist, the referee naturally wouldn't be unclear about what Hei Zhai was bringing out. Originally, with his skills, he could definitely stop it at the first time, but he was just half a beat slower.

"It's really like acting!" Seeing this scene, Duan Yun sneered in his heart. He immediately understood why Hei Zhai could plot against himself unscrupulously before, because all this had been planned a long time ago.

But having said that, Duan Yun didn't say anything. Because if the battle of words could solve the problem, there would not be so many tragedies in the world.

Holding back the anger in his heart, Duan Yun pretended to look at Hei Zhai with a look of pity.

At this time, Hei Zhai's eyes were full of resentment, he stared at Duan Yun deadly, and his body slowly fell. The hat that had been used to cover his face fell off as he fell, revealing a face full of scars, and black blood was running down the corners of his mouth and dripping onto the black robe.

This sudden change on the field made the audience no longer interested in watching the players' games, and everyone's eyes were focused on Hei Zhai. For a time, the venue, which can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, was silent.

Duan Yun looked at Hei Zhai's face carefully, trying to find some clues on it.

However, there were so many scars that it was impossible to tell Hei Zhai's exact age and other valuable information. This made Duan Yun quite helpless.

That's it, just be a dumb loser. Fortunately, Hei Zhai's plot not only did not cause much harm to himself, but even unexpectedly caused his spiritual power to exist in a more powerful form. This is also a good thing he did. Duan Yun sighed, glanced at Hei Zhai again, and comforted himself.

It was this glance that made Duan Yun stop. Because he was surprised to find that with the gradual extinguishing of the breath of life, Hei Zhai's original black hair was quietly changing!

The speed of change grew faster and faster, and a moment later, a corpse with a white beard appeared in everyone's eyes.

"It's really disgusting to use a secret method to change your age!Come on, drag this guy's corpse out, so as not to affect the progress of the game!" the referee shouted angrily when he saw that the matter was about to be revealed.

"Wait, I'll leave it to me. What are you supposed to do, what are you going to do? Just as the referee was in a hurry to destroy the body, a voice suddenly sounded.

The person who came was none other than the unreliable Supreme Elder Ling Yi. Everything that happened on the field did not escape his eyes. When Duan Yun was plotted by Hei Zhai before, Ling Yi wanted to make a move, but when his spiritual power entered Duan Yun's mind, he unexpectedly discovered the existence of the Tree of Mental Power and Xiaohuo. So he didn't make the next move, just watched from the sidelines, just in case he needed it.

However, what made Ling Yi mad was that Duan Yun's spiritual power seed actually melted away part of his spiritual power in the end, which was still due to his quick withdrawal, otherwise if the spiritual power was consumed too much, it would be a troublesome thing to raise it back.

These Ling Yi naturally couldn't say to Duan Yunming, what he could do right now was to let Duan Yun return to the game as soon as possible. Because time is running out, if it is delayed any longer, it is a question of whether or not the pill can be refined, let alone enter the top three.

I don't know what's going on, Duan Yun has a special affection for Ling Yi. Seeing this old man come forward, Duan Yun relieved himself and walked towards Ziyunding.

After cleaning up the waste residue generated by the previous failure, Duan Yun started refining again.

At this time, Ye Feng had already successfully refined two fourth-level pills, and there was actually a top-grade pill among them. He was ecstatic about this result. Because in normal times, his best result is just a fourth-level high-grade pill.

Carefully putting the pill into the jade box, Ye Feng looked at Duan Yun with mocking eyes, his face full of pride.

Duan Yun obviously didn't have time to care about Ye Feng's expression, he was completing every step of refining at an extremely fast speed, and every second of wasting was a luxury for him, after all, there was only one-fifth of the sand left in the hourglass used for timing.

The most taboo thing in refining medicine is to blindly seek speed, because if the speed is too fast, the liquid medicine cannot be fully fused, and the probability of failure will be greatly increased, and it is even more difficult to refine high-grade pills.

However, for the current Duan Yun, these are not problems at all. Because in addition to the internal force containing the earth fire that could adjust the temperature of the furnace fire in time, he was also pleasantly surprised to find that the formation of the spiritual power seed not only made his spiritual power more condensed, but also more convenient to use than before, and could even reach the point of meticulousness.

When the last grain of sand in the hourglass fell, Duan Yun finally finished refining.

"When the time comes, please bring the best elixir that you have just refined......" The referee secretly glanced at Ling Yi, seeing that he didn't mean to speak at all, so he had to shout hard.

Due to the accident that happened on the field before, the four players with slightly weaker concentration were unable to refine the fourth-level elixir in the end. Excluding Hei Zhai, in the end, including Duan Yun, only five players handed over the pill.

"Lan Mei, fourth-level mid-grade Qi Pill!"

"Qing Ye, fourth-level mid-grade condensing pill!"

"Li Hai, fourth-level high-grade Qi Pill!"

Every time a person is read, there is a round of applause. And hearing that Li Hai was actually a top-grade fourth-grade elixir, the atmosphere on the field reached a **. Because don't look at the difference between the top grade and the middle grade, but the gap between the two is by no means made up by quantity, it is normal for about ten of the hundred fourth-grade pills to be out of the middle grade pills, but thank God for the top grade pills to be able to produce one. Therefore, seeing that the top grade pill was actually refined on the spot in this competition, the audience could not hide the excitement in their hearts and cheered.

Feeling the enthusiasm of the audience, Li Hai, who thought he was firmly in the first place, hurriedly waved his hands in all directions. And just then, a voice made his smile freeze on his face.

"Ye Feng, fourth-level best Guiyuan Dan!"

This result was like a thunderclap that resounded in the sky above the venue. The audience froze, they couldn't believe their ears and even forgot to applaud. For a while, the atmosphere became awkward.

In such an atmosphere, Duan Yun held the pill with residual heat and presented it......