The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

Chapter 112: I want to compete with you again

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The alchemy furnace exploded and fragments flew everywhere, several of which flew towards Dugu Nian.

If he were hit by the fragments of the alchemy furnace, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

But at this time, Dugu Nian was still standing there stupidly motionless, as if he was stunned.

No one reacted, and no one expected that such a situation would occur. The nearest elder of Wanyao Sect wanted to save him, but it was too late.

At the moment when Dugu Nian was facing danger, a ghostly figure appeared next to Dugu Nian. Without any explanation, he picked him up and quickly stepped aside.

Dugu Nian escaped, and the person who came to the rescue was naturally Fang Lin, who had the fastest reaction.

Except for Fang Lin, no one could save Dugu Nian at such a critical moment.

At this time, the fragments of the exploded alchemy furnace were flying everywhere, and balls of burnt black stuff were scattered on the ground.

Dugu Nian was carried in Fang Lin's hand like a chicken. His expression was dazed and he didn't react for a while.

This unexpected scene in the alchemy altar made it difficult for everyone to react, especially the Wanyaomen. One or two of them seemed to have been struck by lightning.

The elder of Wanyao Sect rushed to Dugu Nian's side at this time. When he saw Dugu Nian being carried by Fang Lin, he looked evil and scolded: "Put her down quickly!"

Fang Lin curled his lips and threw Dugu Nian away, and Dugu Nian was thrown directly to the ground by her.

"You!" The Wan Yao Sect elder was about to get angry, but at this moment the Dan Sect old man not far away also came closer, so he had to give up.

After helping Dugu Nian up, the latter returned to normal in a daze. He looked back at the messy fragments of the alchemy furnace and the pile of black things on the ground. A look of sadness appeared on Dugu Nian's face. .

At the same time, a stream of white smoke rose up from Fang Lin's alchemy furnace, and then, the rich fragrance of elixir slowly floated, which made people feel refreshed.

At this moment, many disciples of the Dan Sect were extremely excited and shouted. Even those who had no hope for Fang Lin before were cheering heartily at this moment.

All the elders of the Dan Sect also showed smiles, especially Mu Yan, Meng Wuyou and others, who were overjoyed, even happier than if they had won the competition.

On the stone platform, Gu Daofeng also showed a rare smile. Although his heart was still complicated, he knew at this moment that he should appear happier.

On the other hand, the owner of the Wan Yao Sect's face at this time really matched that of the bottom of the pot, and his eyes were full of anger and disbelief.

"Palace Master, it seems that the outcome has been decided now." Gu Daofeng said with a smile. He said this on purpose.

The old man named Gong suddenly stood up and looked coldly at Gu Daofeng.

"The ancient leader, what a good trick. I heard before that there is a disciple of your sect who knows the ancient method of shaking the three mountains. I didn't believe it at first, but when I saw it today, it really opened my eyes." The old man surnamed Gong said with anger on his face.

Gu Daofeng laughed and said, "Where is it? Dugu Nian from your noble family is also a rare alchemy wizard. Fang Lin is just lucky and not worth mentioning."

These words made the old man named Gong want to vomit blood.

The old man surnamed Gong is so angry and so angry that his lungs are about to explode. The situation that was originally thought to be a sure win has been completely reversed. If it were anyone else, he would probably be so angry that he would not be able to cope with it. Passed out on the spot.

Although the old man surnamed Gong didn't faint from the anger, he still felt a fire in his heart and wanted to find someone to vent to.

The disciples of Wanyao Sect were at a loss. Facing the joy of the disciples of Dan Sect, they could not say a word.

Lost, the last game, Wanyao Sect lost. Although the final result has not been announced, all fools can see that Fang Lin can win even if he refines a low-grade essence pill.

Because Dugu Nian couldn't even get the complete elixir.

Even if Fang Lin comes up with the worst elixir, he still wins. It's still better than Dugu Nian's pile of dregs.

Such a result is unacceptable to the disciples of Wanyao Sect. They never thought that their side would lose, and they have always looked down on the disciples of Dan Sect.

But now, even if the result is no longer acceptable, they still have to swallow the bitter pill of failure.

Under the gaze of everyone, Fang Lin walked to his alchemy furnace and calmly opened the lid of the furnace, and thicker white smoke came out.

When the white smoke cleared, Fang Lin took out three round pills from the pill furnace.

Seeing these three pills, Dugu Nian's expression became even more gloomy and he quietly lowered his head.

The people from the Wan Yao Sect were gnashing their teeth and wanted to rush forward, smash the pill in Fang Lin's hand to the ground, and stomp on it.

The three round and shaped elixirs, regardless of their quality, are already very good just for their appearance.

Look at the pile of black medicine dregs behind Dugu Nian. It is really incomparable. Just one look at it will make those in the Wanyao Sect feel depressed.

The old man of Danzong smiled and took the elixir and sent it to the stone platform. However, the old man also understood that the matter was at this point and this was just a situation. Danzong had already won this battle.

Gu Daofeng and the old man surnamed Gong looked at the three pills. Gu Daofeng was okay and relatively calm, but the old man surnamed Gong had a hard look in his eyes.

These three essence pills are all of high quality and in excellent condition without any flaws.

It can be said that even if Dugu Nian refined the Essence Pill, he might not be able to defeat these three pills.

The old man surnamed Gong remained silent, his eyes fixed on the three pills.

Gu Daofeng smiled slightly: "Gong Sect Master, in this third game, my Dan Sect disciple won. You don't have any objections, right?"

The old man surnamed Gong really wanted to say that I had opinions, and they were big ones, but he couldn't say them out at all.

Seeing that he was silent, Gu Daofeng stood up and said loudly: "In the third game, Dan Zong Fang Lin wins!"

As Gu Daofeng announced the result, Danzong cheered. Whether they knew Fang Lin before or not, they all shouted Fang Lin's name enthusiastically.

Those who were originally hostile to Fang Lin, such as Ding Xuanji and others, as well as elders such as Zhao Dengming and Yu Zhen, remained silent.

The Alchemy Sect finally won a match, and it was with an overwhelming advantage. The opponent was defeated by Fang Lin before he could even refine a complete elixir.

Although Danzong didn't win in terms of the big score, at least he didn't lose either. The two sides were tied.

Even if it is a tie, it is considered the best result for Dan Zong. If it were not for Fang Lin, it would be difficult to achieve even this tie ending.

"No! I won't lose! I want to compete with you again!" At this moment, the lost Dugu Nian suddenly shouted, as if he was crazy.