Chapter 391
: Continue to Pretend
"court death!"
"Corpse Palm!"
The Black Mountain Old Man slapped the charging Fentian Ancestor with one palm.
But who knew that at this time, Patriarch Fentian raised an eye between his eyebrows.
"Corpse Palm!"
He actually used the exact same palm technique to collide with the Black Mountain Old Man. When the two palms collided, the Fentian Old Man did not move at all, but the Black Mountain Old Man flew out.
Finally, he crashed into a tree and stopped. After landing, he staggered back a few steps, raised his head and looked at him with disbelief in his eyes: "This is my original creation of the Heavenly Grade Secret Skill, the Corpse Transmutation Palm. How is this possible?"
The other three evil ones looked at each other, frowned secretly, and all showed extremely solemn expressions.
"Go together!"
The three of them looked at each other and rushed towards the Fentian Patriarch together.
"Humph! You don't know what life and death is. Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"
The old ancestor Fentian was furious, and three heavenly fires suddenly flew out of his body. The temperature around him suddenly soared, and the flowers, plants, and trees spontaneously combusted under the high temperature. The forest was filled with fire in an instant, and there was a sea of fire everywhere...
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At this time in Tianfeng City, due to a sudden change, all the contestants ran out of the medicine world in advance. Everyone had a look of fear on their face, and many of them were in a miserable state, with not only blood on their bodies, but also serious injuries.
Seeing this scene, all the judges' faces turned pale. After counting the number of people carefully, they found that only one hundred people came out. All the judges looked unhappy.
"It's already a lot. As long as Patriarch Fentian wants, it would be easy for him to kill everyone inside."
"It seems that he wants to defeat all competitors fairly in the arena. He did not move a single real genius alchemist. It's a blessing in disguise." Qin Shang sighed with a long sigh.
"Hmph! In that case, we should thank him?" Wang Hu snorted coldly. After seeing that at least half of the Wang family's alchemists had died, his face became even worse.
The alchemists who made it to the third round were all the most outstanding alchemy talents of the Wang family, and they could not afford to lose any of them.
With the loss of so many talented alchemists, the little reward he won from the competition was far from enough to make up for the loss. How could he be in a good mood?
If there was anyone with the worst expression here, it would be Feng Tiancheng. The national treasure, the Wudao tea tree, was lost and the city was in chaos. How could he have the mind to host the competition at this moment?
But this grand Western Region Alchemy Competition could not be interrupted, so he could only bite the bullet and carry on. He walked out and sighed, "Something unexpected happened. All the contestants came out before the competition time was up."
"This is my Fengshi's mistake. I apologize."
“Although everyone has been in the medicine world for a shorter time and has not collected many spiritual herbs, everyone is at the same starting point, so it is still fair.”
"Now everyone show the spiritual herbs you have collected."
After Feng Tiancheng finished speaking, all the contestants found a table and sat down. They took out the spiritual herbs they had collected from their storage rings and placed them on the table.
The elixirs produced in the pharmaceutical industry have a special scent, and no one would use elixirs that do not belong to the pharmaceutical industry to make up the numbers.
Long Xuan finally placed the spiritual herbs he had collected on the table.
The branches of the Wudao tea tree are elixirs in the medicine world, but naturally they cannot be taken out. To avoid being detected by the Feng family, he ordered the蓮瓜 to move the branches of the Wudao tea tree away as early as when his abilities in the medicine world were restored. They would never be able to detect it even if they worked themselves to death.
Soon, he took out all the spiritual herbs he had collected, filling up half of the table. The number of spiritual herbs was not large, but because of the cheating of the clone, the number of spiritual herbs he had was already considered large among all the contestants. Of course, this was only compared with ordinary alchemists. The old ancestor Fentian and Qin Dan both took out far more spiritual herbs than him. The table was full, and there was even too much to put down. I don't know how many people he killed to plunder so many spiritual herbs.
Long Yuyao, Feng Shuang and Wang Wu had more spiritual medicines than him because they had a large number of their fellow clansmen cheating with them.
Long Xuan glanced at a few people and frowned.
The more spiritual medicines there are, the more opportunities there are to choose from. This situation is extremely unfavorable to him.
Although he got full marks in the first two games, he was only one point ahead of Old Ancestor Fentian and Qin Dan.
If he fails to handle this level well, not only will his previous advantages be gone, but he will also be left far behind by many contestants. Long Xuan immediately felt the pressure.
Long Xiaoyao looked over here and frowned when he saw that there were not many spiritual medicines on his table.
"Are you confident in this game?" Long Xiaoyao looked nervous and asked hurriedly through soul transmission.
However, he felt at this moment that he seemed to have asked a nonsense question. In this situation, even if Long Xuan said he was sure, he would not believe it.
“It’s not a big problem. Even if I can’t beat everyone, I can’t lose. The score shouldn’t be too far apart. But I need time.” Long Xuan gritted his teeth and replied using soul transmission.
The number of spiritual medicines he has is far less than that of the other two. If he does not seek change, he will definitely lose this round, and the gap will be more than one point.
Now that things have come to this, he has no choice but to find another way.
The rules of the competition are that each contestant must refine elixirs based on the elixirs he or she has collected. The more valuable the elixir, the higher the score.
If he wants to get the highest score when there are only a limited number of spiritual medicines, his only option now is to create a recipe based on the existing spiritual medicines. He still has to pretend to be cool.
It takes three days to search for medicine in the medicine world, and one day to come out and refine the medicine. Now, due to sudden changes, all contestants came out in less than a day.
In other words, if the rules of the competition are followed, he now has at least three days of available time. It's not like he's researching a elixir that can bring about strange phenomena, so the time is almost enough.
Thinking this in his mind, he closed his eyes, walked his consciousness into the Soul Bookstore, and began to study the pill formula as quickly as possible.
No one noticed his strange behavior. Seeing that all the contestants had already taken out the spiritual herbs, Feng Tiancheng said, "Since all the contestants have already collected the spiritual herbs, let's start refining the pills now."
After that, he said no more.
Except for Long Xuan who was resting with his eyes closed, all the contestants immediately took out their alchemy furnaces and threw the spiritual herbs on the table into the furnaces one by one.
Patriarch Fentian and Qin Dan glanced at the tables of all the contestants with disdain.
Perhaps because they felt they had a sure win in this round, or perhaps they were too disdainful to bully others by refining fourth-grade pills, the pills they refined this time were actually third-grade pills.
Seeing that what Patriarch Fentian threw into the alchemy furnace was a third-grade elixir, Long Xiaoyao, who had turned his attention to this side, felt relieved and sighed secretly. It was just as he expected. With Patriarch Fentian's arrogance, he would never refine a fourth-grade elixir unless it was absolutely necessary.
However, because he slaughtered so many contestants, he had the most spiritual medicines in his hands. Even if he refined a third-grade pill in this round, it would be easy for him to get the highest score.
Long Xiaoyao showed a nervous look, and looked at Long Xuan. Seeing that he was sitting there with his eyes closed, he couldn't help but frowned.
"What the hell is he doing?" Long Yuyao looked over here, feeling annoyed.
When asked to cheat in a group, he pretended to be arrogant and said he didn't want to do it. Now the number of spiritual medicines he has is far less than that of his competitors. He is pretending too much. Does he think he can solve the problem by closing his eyes?
If the spiritual medicines of all the Long contestants were combined, the number of spiritual medicines would be at least half of that of the two. Even if they could not win, the gap would not be too big.
Now we are in big trouble... (End of this chapter)