In terms of time, Chen Feng was able to beat Minghao!

This result made all the alchemists who were not optimistic about Chen Feng feel stunned.

"How is this possible? When Master Minghao collected the elixir, Master Chen Feng clearly had no intention of collecting the elixir."

"Is it possible that Master Chen Feng collected pills in advance just to be faster than Master Minghao?"

This speculation was quickly and completely rejected.

Refining an elixir is not something that can be accomplished overnight, and it is even more impossible to collect the elixir in advance. In order for the elixir to take shape, it must be fully tempered by the elixir fire, so that the essence of the various liquids in the elixir can be fully absorbed.

Mix to achieve the best effect of the elixir.

All alchemists pursue perfection. No matter how urgent the time is, no alchemist will collect elixirs in advance just to race against time.

Chen Feng is naturally impossible! So, why is there such a coincidence?

"No, it seems we have overlooked something!" Someone suddenly exclaimed: "Quantity, quantity!"

What?

Following this man's exclamation, everyone in the audience suddenly woke up.

Yes, Chen Feng produced five pills, while Na Minghao only produced three! In terms of quantity, Chen Feng was also ahead.

All of a sudden, Chen Feng has already won two of the three indicators used to evaluate the results of the battle! Is it possible that Chen Feng is going to win this battle?

"It's not that simple!" At this moment, the elderly referee on the stage suddenly said: "Although the success or failure of the alchemist's alchemy fight is divided into three indicators, they are also relative."

"Only when the quality of the elixirs refined by both parties is equal, the time and quantity will be evaluated. If one of the two parties refines the elixirs in a higher quality than the other, no matter who is the time or quantity.

No matter who is superior or inferior, the one with higher quality will be judged as the winner!"

Following the referee's words, everyone below fell silent. Chen Feng's shock to them was so great that they subjectively forgot the most basic rules of alchemy fighting in the alchemy world.

Perhaps, subconsciously, they hoped that Chen Feng could win.

"Master Chen Feng, you may be defeated!" Sai Qisheng suddenly sighed, with a look of despair in his eyes: "Judging from the situation when collecting the elixir just now, the color of Master Chen Feng's elixir is much duller, and it seems that the quality is not as good as

Minghao’s.”

His words once again resonated with others. After all, if the elixir is of high quality, the feeling it presents will be refreshing. The higher the quality, the more attractive the appearance.

When Chen Feng collected the elixirs before, although the number reached five, the light released by the elixirs when collecting the elixirs was obviously inferior to Minghao's elixirs. Just by looking at the appearance of the elixirs, one could roughly tell.

Mo Zhitong felt lonely for a while, as if he had aged tens of thousands of years all of a sudden, and his body looked a little rickety.

"In the end, did you still lose?" He said with a self-deprecating smile: "That's all, Master Chen Feng has tried his best. After all, it is our Linshan City Alchemist Guild that has no luck."

"Alas -" Duan Tianshang also sighed, and Mr. Yan was full of sadness. Today he had already broken up with Minghao. Even if he could continue to stay here as the city lord, life would not be easy.

"Okay, it is clear to everyone in terms of time and quantity, Chen Feng has won. Now, present your elixirs. If they are of equal quality, then Chen Feng will be the winner." The referee said softly, and at the same time stretched out both hands,

They faced Chen Feng and Minghao respectively.

Chen Feng smiled slightly, stepped forward gently, and placed the elixir bottle containing the elixir in the referee's hand.

Minghao, on the other hand, just snorted and threw the pill bottle towards the referee. Although with his strength, the pill bottle would definitely fall into the referee's hands, but it still caught the referee's eyes.

A flash.

"Does this Minghao think that he is still a fifth-level alchemist after refining the nine-day Xuanxian-level elixir, so he doesn't have to give me face?" The elder referee snorted coldly in his heart, but it did not show in his heart.

Face. After all, Minghao could crush him regardless of his background or talent. As long as Minghao passed the promotion and became a fifth-level alchemist, even he would have to avoid his edge.

"Let's check Minghao's elixir first." Following the words of the older referee, the other two referees also came closer, and Sancheng stood in sync with each other, facing the monk below.

Then, in front of everyone below, the elderly referee pulled off the cap of the Minghao Dan bottle.

Immediately, a strange fragrance of red pepper wafted out, and those who smelled it felt as if they were bathing in a hot spring, feeling extremely comfortable all over.

"Such a rich elixir fragrance. This Little Good Fortune Pill is indeed a magical elixir for cultivation. Just smelling it makes my cultivation level a little bit anxious."

"It seems that the quality of this little fortune pill is not low!"

This time, many monks were amazed. Many of them did not know how to make elixirs, but they still had the ability to distinguish between good and bad elixirs.

The three elixirs were like three pieces of crystal clear jasper. They were poured out by the referee one by one, passed in the hands of the three referees, and carefully identified. The elixirs exuded a gleaming green light, as if they were luminous pearls in the dark night.

Extraordinarily eye-catching.

After a while, the three finally completed the identification. After a short conversation, the elderly referee finally reported the result: "Minghao, refined three small creation pills, two of which are low-grade and peak-grade, and one is of medium-grade."

"Mid-grade elixir. At Minghao's age, he is already a genius to be able to refine a small good fortune elixir. It is actually a middle-grade elixir! If nothing happens to Minghao, he will definitely be able to advance to the sixth level of alchemy master in the future.

To the extent." Sai Qisheng looked at the smiling Minghao solemnly, and there was a burst of doubt in his eyes: "Can I catch up with such a person?"

After putting Minghao's elixir into the elixir bottle and handing it back to Minghao, the elderly referee picked up Chen Feng's elixir bottle and opened the cork with a "wave" sound.

"Huh? Not even a trace of the fragrance of the elixir comes out!" Everyone breathed hard, trying to absorb more of the elixir fragrance of the Little Creation Pill, but they were surprised to find that Chen Feng's elixir bottle did not emit any elixir at all.

Any redolent.

"What, where's Danxiang?"

"Is it possible that the small creation pills collected by Master Chen Feng before were just useless pills that have not been refined yet?" Someone whispered: "Even if the quality of the low-grade pills is low, there will definitely be a fragrance of the pills.

out."

"Yes, perhaps Master Chen Feng has already failed in refining it, and for a large part of the time, he was just delaying time on purpose."

On the stage, Master Minghao looked at which elixir bottle the referee was holding, and a flash of ridicule flashed in his eyes: "Chen Feng, I originally thought you were an outstanding person, and I wanted to recruit you to my side, but who would have thought that you would toast me and not take the penalty?"
Chapter completed!