A look of admiration flashed in Yang Feng's eyes: "As expected to be the eldest prince Andre, it is really extraordinary!"
The four princes including Garza are all very good, but compared with the prince Andre, it is like the gap between the grass chicken and the phoenix.
It's just that the more wiser Andre is, the less Yang Feng doesn't want him to ascend the throne, otherwise, once he controls the entire Morrison Empire, what Yang Feng wants to do will become very difficult.
Andre walked over directly.
"Big Brother!"
The four Porta saw Andre approaching with a trace of politeness and jealousy.
"Are you Ian?"
Andre ignored the four of Porta and walked directly in front of Yang Feng.
Yang Feng said neither overbearing nor overbearing: "I am Ian, Your Highness Andre!"
A hint of regret flashed in Andrei's eyes and said, "Very good, but it's a pity."
Canales took a step forward, and his indifferent eyes burst with extremely hot light, and he said straightforwardly in a natural tone: "I am Canales, Ian, take all the potions and prescriptions in your hand. Come out and leave it to me. I don't care about the matter between you today."
Yang Feng stared at Canales as if looking at an idiot, and said lightly: "Why should I give you the prescription instead of giving me the potion prescription you have?"
Canales was taken aback for a moment, his eyes filled with endless anger, and he smiled coldly: "Stupid! Originally I only planned to ask for your prescription. Now, because of your stupidity, I plan to make you mine. Slave. I'm going to challenge you with potions. The loser must become a slave to the winner. Everything must be controlled by the winner!!"
Yang Feng asked back: "Why should I agree to your challenge?"
Canales smiled coldly and said: "This is a challenge between fair potionists. You can't refuse. If you refuse, I will let the magic net god sect directly drive you out, so that you can no longer enter any magical potionist. Pray in the temple of the net goddess."
For a devout fanatic, not being able to pray in the temple of the gods he believes in is the most severe punishment.
Canales has been famous as a potion master for decades, and his connections and influence are far beyond what Yang Feng can match.
Yang Feng said solemnly: "You are too vicious!!"
Canales laughed wildly and said: "Haha, it's no use! Hand over the potion prescription you have, or fight me with a potion and become a slave. You only have these two options."
Yang Feng said calmly: "It seems that I have no choice."
Canales arrogantly threw a golden contract scroll in front of Yang Feng: "This is the signature of the highest-level contract scroll in the Temple of the Contract God!"
Garza's face changed drastically, and he grabbed Yang Feng's right hand and said loudly, "Ian, don't sign! I can use my power, and I will definitely not let you get rid of the magic net."
Canales sneered arrogantly and said: "When he was young, the Pope of the Sect was seriously injured and dying because of an accident. I saved his life with a potion. He owes me a favor. Your power can be compared. The power of the Pope on the Mowang God?"
Garza's face changed suddenly and became silent.
The head of the Demon Sect is not in the Morrison Empire. As the six princes of the empire, Garza does have some influence in the Sect of the Demon, but it is impossible to compare to the Pope of the Demon.
Canales is very arrogant, but he also has the capital of arrogance. Decades after he became a potion master, he did not know how many strong men took over friendship. His words are much more useful in certain areas than many princes of the Morrison Empire.
Yang Feng was silent for a while, and carefully looked at the golden magic contract for a while. After confirming that it was correct, he forcefully broke free of Garza's big hand and signed his name on it.
After signing his name on the golden magic contract, the golden magic contract immediately burned and turned into two golden lights, which were submerged in the eyebrows of Yang Feng and Canales respectively.
Canales glanced at the high platform made for the potion auction, and said with a smile: "The central high platform of the auction is really good, it's suitable for the duel between us."
Yang Feng said: "Okay!"
The two soon arrived on the high platform.
Canales said indifferently: "The duel rule of potions is to drink a bottle of potion by yourself, and then find a way to dispel the magical nature of that potion. Who can't help but surrender, even if it fails."
Yang Feng nodded slightly and agreed with Canales.
The duel between potionists is not to fight through magic, but to drink each other's potions, and to dispose of potions to relieve the other's magical power. In the duel between potions, it is often a potion that tells the winner.
Yang Feng said sincerely, "Master Canales, you are a long-established potion master. In order to respect you, I will make a bottle of potion and let you drink it first."
Canales smiled faintly: "Respect the old and love the young, don't you understand? If you want to respect me, then you first drink the potion I made!"
In the duel between the potion masters, the party who drank the potion first was completely at a disadvantage. Unless the strength gap between the two parties is too large, whoever drinks the other's potion first will be at an absolute disadvantage.
Yang Feng smiled and said: "No, no. If I drink first, wouldn't it be said that my strength is much stronger than you, Master. You should drink first, Master, your strength is much stronger than me, drink my potion , It can definitely be resolved easily."
Canales refused to give in, "I am indeed stronger than you, but you are the one who drank the potion first."
Andre walked over directly, clenched his fist, stretched out in front of Yang Feng, and said domineeringly: "There is one or two gold coins in it, you guessed it is one or two, you guessed it, Canale Master Si drink first, if you don't guess, you drink first."
Yang Feng pondered for a while and said, "Two!"
Andre opened his five fingers slowly, so that everyone could see clearly, there was only one gold coin in his hand.
Andre said lightly: "You drink first."
Yang Feng said lightly: "Okay!"
Canales read the spell silently, waved his hand, magical rays of light gleamed, and huge tables appeared on the ground very strangely, and all kinds of strange medicinal materials were placed on the tables.
Canales’ eyes flashed with enthusiasm, and he smiled excitedly: “There are three thousand kinds of medicinal materials here, I know you have not prepared. We will use the three thousand kinds of medicinal materials here as materials to refine potions, and fight hard. One fight. Of course, you have to add your own medicinal materials, and there is no problem at all."
Canales is an extremely enthusiastic potionist who has been studying potions all his life. His magical power is only the wizard level, and he is still a wizard who barely advances through various precious potions. But he is above the potions, but he is definitely the top three super potions master in the Morrison Empire. In his heart, there is also his own pride.
After he finished speaking, Canales ignored Yang Feng and stared at the medicinal materials intently, carefully selecting a variety of medicinal materials, choosing a total of 23 medicinal materials.
In that meeting place, everyone's eyes were deeply attracted by Canales.
A potion master refining potions on the spot, this kind of scene is definitely rare. Many big people below have never seen how a potion master refines potions in their entire lives.
Among the planes of Fesuo, potions is also one of the most mysterious subjects, and few people can master it and are proficient.
Yang Feng took a close look at the 23 medicinal materials, and a dignified color flashed in his eyes.
Among the 23 medicinal materials, 19 of them can be recognized by Yang Feng, while the other four are extraordinary plants that even Yang Feng has not recorded in the data.
After Canales selected 23 potions, he carefully put a humanoid potion similar to a human into a glass beaker, muttered the spell silently, reached out his hand, and cast a first-level magic repair water .
A blue water of repair suddenly appeared, intertwined with the humanoid potion, and the humanoid potion stood upright, uttering a harsh scream from the mouth.
Everyone present heard the scream of the humanoid potion. Many ordinary people suddenly felt a tight chest and a fishy throat. A mouthful of blood flowed directly back from the throat and overflowed from the corners of the mouth.
Just as many people were panicking, a magician standing behind Andre chanted a spell silently, pointed towards the high platform, a spell soundproofing technique was suddenly cast, and the sound of the humanoid potion on the high platform was completely Block it up.
"What a terrible potion!!"
"It's a terrible potion. If it weren't for a magician, you wouldn't be able to deal with that kind of potion!!"
"..."
Below that, the eyes of all the big figures flashed with palpitations, took out the handkerchiefs, and wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths.
Canales paid no attention to the people below. After the humanoid potion was enveloped by the repairing water, he stretched out his hand and a ball of flame instantly enveloped the humanoid potion and the repairing water.
Under the burning of the flame, the humanoid potion and the repairing water burned strangely. After the flame was completely burned, a layer of black and greasy liquid was floating in the beaker. That layer of black and greasy liquid keeps rolling and condenses into a personal face from time to time, which makes people feel scared when they see it.
After dealing with the humanoid potion, Canales used all sorts of methods that ordinary people can't imagine at first sight, and began to concoct the potions.
In the twenty-three beakers, before long, twenty-three kinds of weird liquids were added.