In terms of time, Chen Feng actually beat Ming Hao!
This result surprised the alchemists who were originally not optimistic about Chen Feng.
"How is it possible? When Master Minghao collected the pills, Master Chen Feng clearly had no intention of collecting the pills?"
"Could it be that Master Chen Feng collected the pills early just to be faster than Master Ming Hao?"
This speculation was soon completely denied.
Alchemy is not something that can be accomplished overnight, and it is even more impossible to collect the pills in advance. In order for the pills to take shape, they must be fully tempered by the fire of the pill, so that the essence of various medicinal liquids in the pills can be fully mixed, so that the effect of the pills can be achieved to the best.
All alchemists pursue perfection. No matter how urgent the time is, no alchemist will collect the pill early to save every second.
Chen Feng is naturally impossible! Then, why is there such a coincidence
"No, it seems we have overlooked something!" Someone else suddenly exclaimed: "Quantity, quantity!"
What
As this person exclaimed, everyone in the audience suddenly came to their senses.
Yes, Chen Feng produced five pills, while Ming Hao only produced three! In terms of quantity, Chen Feng was also ahead.
All of a sudden, Chen Feng had already won two of the three indicators for evaluating the results of the Dan Dou! Could it be that Chen Feng was going to win this battle
"It's not that simple!" At this moment, the elderly referee on the stage suddenly said: "Although the victory or defeat of an alchemist's alchemy competition is divided into three indicators, they are also relative."
"Only when the quality of the pills refined by both parties is equal, will we proceed to evaluate the time and quantity. If the quality of the pills refined by one party is higher than that of the other party, no matter who has better time and quantity, the party 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 the alchemy world's alchemy competition.
Perhaps, in their subconscious, they hope that Chen Feng can win.
"Master Chen Feng may be defeated!" Sai Qisheng suddenly sighed, with a look of loss in his eyes: "From the situation when he collected the pills just now, the color of Master Chen Feng's pills is much darker. I think the quality is not as good as Minghao's."
His words resonated with the others again. After all, if the quality of the elixir was high, the feeling it gave would be refreshing. The higher the quality, the more attractive the appearance would be.
Although Chen Feng collected five pills before, the light emitted by the pills was obviously inferior to Ming Hao's pills. Just by looking at the appearance of the pills, one can roughly judge.
Mo Zhitong felt lonely, as if he had aged tens of thousands of years in an instant, and his body looked a little hunched.
"In the end, did we still lose?" He said with a self-deprecating smile: "Never mind, Master Chen Feng has tried his best. In the end, it's my Linshan City Alchemist Guild that has no luck."
"Alas—" Duan Tianshang also sighed, and President Yan was full of sadness. Today, he had already torn his face with Minghao. Even if he could continue to stay here as the city lord, his life would not be easy.
"Okay, everyone can see clearly in terms of time and quantity, Chen Feng has won. Now, present your pills. If the quality is equal, then Chen Feng will be the winner." The referee said softly, and at the same time stretched out his two hands, one towards Chen Feng and the other towards Ming Hao.
Chen Feng smiled slightly, walked forward gently, and placed the bottle containing the elixir in the referee's hand.
Minghao, however, just snorted coldly and threw the pill bottle to the referee. Although with his strength, the pill bottle would definitely fall into the referee's hands, it still made the referee's eyes flash.
"This Minghao, does he think that he is still a level 5 alchemist just because he has refined the Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal-level elixir, and he doesn't need to give me face?" The old referee snorted in his heart, but it didn't show on his face. After all, Minghao can crush him regardless of his background or talent. As long as Minghao passes the promotion and becomes a level 5 alchemist, even he will have to avoid his edge.
"Let's check Minghao's pills first." Following the words of the older referee, the other two referees also came over, and Sancheng stood in a row, facing the monks below.
Then, in front of everyone below, the older referee pulled the lid off Minghaodan's bottle.
Suddenly, a peculiar fragrance wafted out, and those who smelled it felt as if they were bathing in a hot spring, and their whole body felt extremely comfortable.
"What a strong pill fragrance! This little fortune pill is indeed a magical elixir for cultivation. Just smelling it makes my cultivation level stir."
"It seems that the quality of this small fortune pill is not low!"
This time, many cultivators were amazed. Many of them did not know how to make pills, but they still had the ability to distinguish good pills from bad ones.
The three pills were like three pieces of crystal jade, which were poured out one by one by the referees, passed from hand to hand, and carefully identified. The pills emitted a bright green light, like a night pearl in the dark night, which was particularly eye-catching.
After a while, the three of them finally finished their identification. After a brief conversation, the older referee finally announced the result: "Minghao, you have refined three small fortune pills, two of which are of the lower-grade peak, and one of the middle-grade."
"Mid-grade elixir. At Minghao's age, being able to refine a small fortune elixir is already a natural talent, and it's a mid-grade elixir! If nothing unexpected happens, Minghao will definitely be able to advance to the level of a sixth-level alchemist in the future." Sai Qisheng looked at Minghao with a serious look on his smiling face, and a doubt flashed in his eyes: "Can I catch up with such a person?"
He put Minghao's pill into the pill bottle and then returned it to Minghao. The older referee then picked up Chen Feng's pill bottle and pulled open the cork with a "pop".
"Huh? There isn't even a trace of the elixir fragrance coming out!" Everyone breathed hard, trying to absorb more of the elixir fragrance of the Small Fortune Pill, but they were surprised to find that there was not even any elixir fragrance coming out of Chen Feng's pill bottle.
"What, where's Danxiang?"
"Could it be that the small fortune pills that Master Chen Feng collected before were just waste pills that had not yet been refined!" Someone whispered, "Even if it is a low-quality, inferior pill, it will definitely emit a pill fragrance."
"Yes, maybe Master Chen Feng had already failed in refining it, and for a large part of the time, he was just deliberately delaying time."
On the stage, Master Minghao looked at the pill bottle held by the referee, with a hint of mockery in his eyes: "Chen Feng, I originally thought you were a great man, and wanted to recruit you to my side, but you refused to accept my toast. Don't blame me for completely defeating you, destroying your confidence, and cutting off your foundation!"