If you can't stop him, then drag him to death! This is Zhuo Fan's plan for the third round of Dan competition, after he knew the rules from the beginning.
Anyway, this time the comparison is speed, as long as the old guy's alchemy speed is slowed down, it will be difficult for him even if he wants to be shortlisted.
Yinyin smiled, and Zhuo Fan looked at the old man again. But since the Poisonous Hand Medicine King has understood his tricks, how can he be fooled again
At this moment, he was speeding up, racing against time to refine alchemy. However, he deserves to be Tianyu's No. 1 Poisonous Medicine King, and he concentrates on his alchemy speed. It only takes a few breaths to refine the remaining medicinal materials into liquid medicine.
Next, it was condensed into a pill shape.
The brow couldn't help but Zhuo Fan didn't worry at all. Some things, even if people know that they are wrong, they still can't control themselves and they just want to do it. Just because of this matter, they are interested, and Poisonous Medicine King is no exception.
"Cough cough cough..." With a light cough, he cleared his throat, and Zhuo Fan said lightly: "Old Yan, I think you are a material for alchemy, so I will tell you that I will use it in the second round of refining medicinal materials. The trick of using Nine Heavens Dragon Claws."
He couldn't help but pricked his ears. Although he clearly knew that this was Zhuo Fan's conspiracy, he also understood that Zhuo Fan's so-called tricks were absolutely false, but as an alchemist, he had seen such a strange alchemy technique. Later, I still couldn't help but explore it.
In this way, the prototype of the pill that could have been condensed in the next moment, but it stopped in an instant. His speed was actually dragged by Zhuo Fan again.
He laughed dumbly in his heart, but Zhuo Fan still kept a serious look on his face: "Well, this nine-day dragon chants claws? As the name suggests, it has a dragon character and a claw character in it. Naturally, you have to bend your palms into dragon claws. type… "
Aren't you all fucking bullshit!
The poisonous hand medicine king's conspiracy against Zhuo Fan is like Mingjing in his heart, and he definitely doesn't want to listen to his nonsense. However, I just can't control my ears.
As long as he heard a topic about the secret technique of alchemy, he couldn't help stopping, wanting to listen carefully. But when it reached his ears, it was still Zhuo Fan's nonchalant clichés, a basket of nonsense.
For this reason, he was almost crying, wishing to cut off his two unsuspecting ears.
There was no way, he had to look at Xiaoya on the showcase, like a child complaining, and started a small report: "Judgment, this kid has been obstructing the old man's alchemy!"
"What, Master Song hindered your alchemy? How did he hinder?" Xiaoya was taken aback and asked in confusion.
His cheeks turned red involuntarily, and the Poisonous Potion King groaned for a while, gritted his teeth and said: "This kid has been talking about the old man's ears, making the old man uneasy!"
As soon as this remark came out, the whole field fell silent for an instant, and then, suddenly burst into a roar of laughter!
As an alchemy master, the most important thing is your state of mind. A few words will make you unable to make alchemy, so what kind of alchemy master? Can this be the first alchemist of Tianyu
Everyone on the scene curled their lips in disdain, and their gazes at the Poisonous Medicine King were full of ridicule. This has never happened before.
But how did they know that what Zhuo Fan said was directed at the strongest desire in his heart. Even if he didn't want to listen, he couldn't control his ears.
Don't say it's the poisonous medicine king, it's the same for everyone.
And listening to the people's wild laughter, Poisonous Hand Medicine King's cheeks couldn't help becoming more flushed. At this time, he was completely ashamed of his old face.
Xiaoya shook her face unconsciously, a little bit dumbfounded: "Old Yan, you are not a kid. Do you want to complain to me about this little thing?"
"That's right, I just chat with him to improve his feelings, what can I tell you?" Zhuo Fan didn't think it was a big deal, and he still gagped around.
This can't help but cause everyone to burst into laughter!
After taking a few deep breaths, he calmed down the anger in his heart. The Poisonous Potion King shouted to Xiaoya: "Little girl, as a judge, do you care about this matter? Or else, the old man will throw this kid out himself. go out!"
"Okay, OK, can't I take care of it?" Xiaoya shook her head helplessly, looked at Zhuo Fan, and smiled apologetically: "Master Song, please be considerate of the old man's alchemy habits and stop talking, otherwise, please first Can I take a break in the VIP table?"
Zhuo Fan couldn't help but raise his brows, and Zhuo Fan couldn't help but curl his lips: "Okay, I'll give you face, let's not talk about it!"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Fan really closed his mouth and never said a word again. In an instant, the poisonous hand medicine king felt that the whole world was quiet. Looking at those other people, most of them had reached the point of becoming a pill, but he had not even made the prototype of the pill.
So he hurriedly stepped up and gathered all the liquid medicine together into a pill shape.
"The five-grade pill was successfully refined!"
There was another loud shout, and another person completed the refining. So far, seven people have entered the Dan King finals.
The poisonous hand medicine king wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and he was very anxious. However, he was still a little worried, afraid that this kid would make any tricks to make trouble.
Therefore, apart from alchemy, he was still distracted to observe Zhuo Fan's every move. However, at this time Zhuo Fan seemed to be quite well-behaved, he never said a word, didn't even look at him, as if he had already given up his plan to obstruct him.
Humph, this kid must be pretending again! Before the old man had been fooled by him, he would have the opportunity to take advantage of it. This time the old man must be more cautious. The more indifferent this kid is, the more likely he is to look for the old man's negligence and want to repeat his tricks!
His eyes narrowed slightly, and the Poisonous Hand Medicine King sneered in his heart, while the string in his heart was still tight.
Old man, I won't be fooled for the second time!
"Judgment, I have finished refining!"
There was another shout, and the eighth person was shortlisted.
The Poisonous Hand Medicine King took a deep breath, trying to keep himself calm, the flame in his hand was still steady. The more at this time, the more you have to keep calm.
Seeing that the pill in his hand had completely become a pill shape, the poisonous hand medicine king gritted his teeth and roused his spirit. This has reached the most critical time, and you can never lose out.
Squinting eyes from time to time to Zhuo Fan, who was still motionless, the Poison Hand Medicine King carefully refined the pill in his hand.
Soon, he came to the last step, and it was only after the last fierce fire that he completely condensed the pill and turned it into a spiritual pill, and he was done.
But this seemed to be back to the moment when he was destroyed by a sneeze of Zhuo Fan for the first time, so he became extremely cautious. He must not be defeated twice in the same place.
Poisonous Hand Potion King's pupils condensed, and he suddenly shouted, the flame in his hand suddenly strengthened.
However, at this moment, a voice that resembled a nightmare sounded again.
Aye!
With that sneeze again, the poisonous hand medicine king couldn't help but shake his heart, hurriedly flicked his sleeves, protected the flame, turned his back and turned his back to Zhuo Fan.
However, this shock made his mind tremble uncontrollably, and the flame in his hand also quivered. Fortunately, he was a master of alchemy for many years and had rich experience, so he hurriedly stabilized his state of mind, and did not refine the pill again at this critical step.
After exhaling a long breath, the poisonous hand medicine king wiped his forehead with cold sweat, turned his head and glanced at Zhuo Fan.
But instead of sneezing in his direction, he rubbed his nose, as if nothing happened.
He seemed to have noticed the old guy's gaze, Zhuo Fan turned his head to look, raised his brows, and cursed: "What do you look at, I didn't say anything to disturb you!"
His lips murmured for a while, and the poisonous hand medicine king was angry, but he couldn't tell for a long time. You didn't make a sound to disturb the old man, but standing here is the biggest interference to the old man.
At this moment, the poisonous hand medicine king felt extremely tired. This is not physical strain, or mental exhaustion. He has traveled across the mainland for so many years, and has never had such a tired moment.
In addition to alchemy, who has maintained such a high degree of tension for a long time, who can bear it
In this regard, he really had to write a word for Zhuo Fan. Over the past few decades, Zhuo Fan is really the number one player who can force Wang Yansong, his poisonous hand medicine, to this point.
It seemed that he could also see the embarrassment of Master, so Yan Fu was already dumbfounded. He has never seen a master who has always been ruthless and cruel, being so hard to advance or retreat.
Looking at the first person again, Zhuo Fan, who always smiled inexplicably, was always smiling, and there was a hint of chill in his heart for no reason.
Tao Danniang couldn't express her joy when she saw Yan Song deflated. Chu Qingcheng looked at that, Zhuo Fan, who could easily play with Yan Song between applause, was full of love in his eyes.
The people on the host stage had already laughed.
This Yan Song was the poisonous medicine king who made the seventh family jealous, but today he was in the hands of a fledgling kid, and he repeatedly stumbled, which is really pleasing.
However, everyone also knew that this kid was not an ordinary person, and if he replaced them, he might have been even more miserable.
The poisonous hand medicine king is against the demon Zhuo Fan, after all, this medicine king is no match for the devil. They can only sigh, Yan Song, this is a wicked person's own affliction. To deal with a wicked person like him, only Zhuo Fan, a demon who is a hundred times more evil than him, can do it.
At this moment, only Emperor Pu Qingyun in the VIP room on the east side was waiting, looking at the terrified and trembling appearance of the poisonous medicine king, extremely anxious.
If this old boy loses, it will be difficult to get the Bodhi roots!
After taking a deep breath, the Poisonous Hand Medicine King looked at the pill that was only the last step in his hand, trying to calm himself down.
He understands the thoughts of all parties, so, like Zhuo Fan, he must not lose.
Zhuo Fan lost, and he wanted to offer his head and hands. If he loses, not only will his reputation be ruined, but how can the emperor's gate spare him
Thinking of this, the eyes of the poisonous hand medicine king condensed, and the flame in his hand suddenly increased. And that dripping pill, also burst into a strange brilliance in the intense flame.
Poisonous Hand Medicine King's eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly with hope.
It's finally done, and this exhausting refining can finally be ended. This time, alchemy is really fucking tired...
bump!
Suddenly, a loud noise resounded in the ears of Poisonous Hand Medicine King. The poisonous hand medicine king was startled, the flame in his hand trembled suddenly, and then exploded with a loud boom.
The poisonous hand medicine king didn't pay attention, and his beard and eyebrows were scorched again. And the spirit pill that was about to be born also turned into ashes at this moment!
The poisonous hand medicine king was startled unconsciously, stiffened, twisted his head again, and looked at where the sound was made. There, Zhuo Fan scratched his head embarrassedly, and smiled: "Hey hey... Sorry, I didn't hold back just now. I fart, isn't it too loud?"
hiss!
Poisonous Hand Medicine King's body shook violently, looking at Zhuo Fan's smiling face, his scorched beard and eyebrows were flying in the wind, but he was so angry that he couldn't even speak a word...