As everyone quickly adapted to their new lives and new surroundings, the new semester had already slipped by over a month before anyone realized it. With the arrival of spring and the warmer weather, many of the trees along Emenas's streets were beginning to sprout new leaves and branches.
Central school building, Red Shell Hall, Rainbow Bottle Competition finals.
After the elimination in the preliminary round, some students with outstanding abilities emerged. Among the 19 finalists, each one is an alchemy and pharmaceutical genius that is highly sought after by the outside world.
Compared to the previous clamor, the finals were much quieter. This wasn't because the crowds were smaller, but rather because of the presence of several alchemy masters. They were all well-known figures, names you'd even see in textbooks, so everyone was more reserved.
In the quiet hall, the competition officially began as the host read out the rules.
This time the school did not prepare any materials, but had to provide all of them on their own, because it was a newly developed medicine. The final was more of a display and practice, but the battle had actually started long before the competition.
The students sat quietly on the terraced seats, watching the contestants in the field using all kinds of strange methods to process various different materials, and then using exquisite means to make unprecedented potions, their hearts full of anticipation. This is the most attractive part of the "Rainbow Bottle" competition.
"Is that Senior Lamb? I almost didn't recognize him after not seeing him for a year." Some students couldn't help but talk in low voices.
"Yes, ever since he got hair, he's been obsessed with changing his hairstyle every week."
"This explosive hairstyle is really unique..."
A group of people watched as Senior Lamb heated and stirred the viscous black liquid. A foul, burnt smell filled the air. The other contestants frowned, wanting to complain about the strange smell, but thinking about the lack of results in today's competition, they had no choice but to endure it.
Loran Hill's test bench is at the front of the scene, right next to the podium. On the left is Gene Nylund of the Tower Academy, and on the right is Osuna.
To be honest, she was a little concerned about her position today. It was too conspicuous.
Since they were indoors today, Loran Hill couldn't afford to wear a hood or anything like that. She simply draped herself in a black coat. Her long, smooth black hair was tied back, and a light red ribbon tied around the back of her head. As she turned her back to the audience, grinding and preparing the potion step by step, many people were captivated by her beautiful figure.
Originally, quite a number of people came to the competition because they heard that a new witch was participating in the finals, but as they watched, their eyes unconsciously turned from Osuna to Loran Hill next to her.
There is no harm without comparison. When the two stood together, the gap gradually became apparent, and some people below began to ask questions and discuss in a low voice.
"who is she?"
"She's so beautiful, she's so charming, she's so lovely."
Some boys felt like they had been poisoned by love. Many began to inquire about Loran Hill's background.
"Who is that girl? I want to know all the information about her in 5 minutes." A well-dressed nobleman said to the follower behind him.
"Boss, stop asking." The younger brother behind him said a little embarrassedly.
"What's wrong?" The nobleman turned his head slightly in surprise. His loyal follower actually dared to refute him today.
"She was..." the follower whispered in his ear. After hearing this, the noble sighed and said no more.
At the competition site, various sounds of explosions, boiling, and condensation were constantly heard, and occasionally a cloud of smoke could be seen rising, causing the students in the front row who were not paying attention to smell it to cough and sneeze.
Rock sat in the back row, looking at the scene in front. People were sawing wood, pushing stone mills, feeding insects strange things, playing with fire, and using water centrifuges to stir. For the first time, he felt that these pharmaceutical masters in history had a really hard time. How did they come up with so many strange and bizarre methods of processing?
After half a day of amazement and patience, the contestants' potions were gradually completed, and the next step was for them to go on stage to explain and have the masters test them.
The first person to come on stage was a young man in a crimson uniform. He had slightly high cheekbones and was tall and thin.
"Good afternoon, fellow sages and masters. I am a student from the Walled City Academy. Today I will be demonstrating my own invention, the [Unconscious Blood Loss Potion]."
After saying this, he showed the pale yellow reagent in his hand and explained.
"This potion, applied to weapons and inflicting wounds on the enemy, will prevent the wound from healing, causing the enemy to continuously bleed and eventually die."
"Of course, this alone isn't enough. It also has a paralyzing effect, preventing the person from feeling pain. This way, they won't notice it, and when they become dizzy, they'll have less blood."
After saying this, he handed the potion to a nearby staff member, and then brought out an Original Sequence 3 Tyrannical Bull to test the potion.
A swordsman smeared the potion on his sword, then gently cut a hole in the bull's hind leg. Since it was not very painful, the bull began to jump a little, and then continued to eat grass peacefully, unaware that its hind half was covered in blood.
“Looks good.”
"It's very suitable for Yin people."
"As expected, this is the Demon Sequence's usual style. They are always known for their poison."
Afterwards, the two Sequence 8 Sages and three Alchemy Masters sitting on the stage also began to give this student a score.
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