Everyone knew that the reason why Jiang Qiulin and Qiu Yuhe successfully rubbed out the first Yuxu Qingyang Pill was because they had just entered the arena, and their spiritual energy and vitality were in the best condition.
But later, as their spiritual energy continued to be consumed, their spirits gradually became weaker, and the probability of failure would become greater and greater, and the result of failure would likely be extremely tragic, so they could not tolerate any interruption.
Under the silent gaze of everyone, Jiang Qiulin and Qiu Yuhe each rubbed out the second and third Yuxu Qingyang Pills.
However, as everyone expected, after rubbing three pills, the spiritual energy of both of them was greatly consumed, and they were sweating all over their bodies. Their faces turned pale, their hands trembled slightly, and even the divine light in their eyes began to scatter.
This means that in the next competition, they are likely to fail, which may cause serious injuries and loss of cultivation, or even life. Everyone's heart unconsciously rose to their throats.
After taking a few deep breaths, the two people in the middle of the trial stage picked up the herbs at the same time.
"Roar..." Qiu Yuhe suddenly shouted, his chest muscles bulged high and broke through his clothes, revealing his hairy chest, and then he pressed the medicinal herbs he had just kneaded into a ball on it and rubbed it hard.
What is this for? After lifting weights, he started to take a bath... a medicinal bath? And it was a dry rub? Looking at this scene, Gu Qingxi was stunned and found that his brain was not enough. This scene was really too hot for the eyes.
Not only Gu Qingxi, but also the audience around were stunned, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.
"I understand, Master Qiu is not strong enough, so he uses himself as... as a furnace, and cooperates with his hands to rub the pills." Finally, a demon cultivator reacted and shouted excitedly.
"Yes, what is the strongest thing about us demon cultivators? Isn't it a strong body. A master is a master. Master Qiu actually thought of using his body to rub the pills." Another demon cultivator slapped his forehead, as if he had an epiphany.
"Rolling pills is not as simple as you think. There are many variations of both hands, and the coordination must be perfect. Master Qiu uses his body to roll pills, which saves effort, but it is actually more difficult and has a greater risk of failure." A magic doctor explained. "
That's what you said, but since Master Qiu dares to roll pills in this way, he must be sure of it. He would not risk his own cultivation and life, right?" said the magic cultivator who spoke earlier, and he seemed to have full confidence in Qiu Yuhe.
"That's right, Master Qiu has received guidance from the Supreme Elder of our Magic Doctor Alliance, and the Supreme Elder was once known as Chang Yizhi, and his best skill was hand skills.
Master Qiu got his true teachings, and he must be sure of rolling pills in this way." The magic doctor did not refute this time, and nodded and said enviously.
"Then we will definitely win this game."
"Needless to say, the physique of the immortal medical cultivators can't compare with our magic cultivators, we will definitely win this game." Hearing him say this, the magic cultivators around were all very excited, and some couldn't help but cheer.
So that's what happened. Gu Qingxi suddenly realized it.
Indeed, just as the magic doctor said, since he pressed the herb ball on his chest and rubbed it like a bath, Qiu Yuhe's technique suddenly changed. It was no longer as simple and rough as before, but became truly exquisite and ingenious. This technique should be the true teaching of Chang Qingchi.
However, is this really using oneself as a furnace? It's not alchemy, so where does the furnace come from? It's obviously using oneself as a washboard, okay? What's
even more difficult for her to accept is that this kind of pill rubbed out of chest hair must taste so sour and refreshing. I really don't know who can eat it with such a good appetite. When Gu Qingxi thought of this, she felt a little nauseous.
Gu Qingxi forgot that the Bigu Pills of Yuanzhen Continent have a strong smell of stinky feet. The cultivators can eat it for a lifetime. As long as the effect of the pill remains unchanged, who will care how the Yuxu Qingyang Pill is rubbed out.
In the stands, all the magic cultivators were happy, while the immortal cultivators were heavy-hearted.
Immortal sect medical practitioners are known to be weaklings, with extremely frail bodies, while demon doctors are just the opposite, with physiques strong enough to rival those of immortal sect sword practitioners. This Qiu Yuhe is not only a demon doctor, but he has also learned this method of using his body to assist in making pills. How can Jiang Qiulin compete with him?
Although he is only the first to appear, and there are four companions behind him - oh no, three companions plus one extra, but how could the other four demon doctors not know the method that Qiu Yuhe has mastered?
In this first competition, the Renxin Alliance is afraid that it will be dangerous.
Their worries are of course unnecessary. Soon, they will know that not every medical practitioner is as weak as they think.
In the viewing seats, Chang Qingchi heard the discussions coming from all around, and his face showed a look of pride that could not be concealed.
Looking sideways at Han Keshu, he asked in a sarcastic tone: "Junior Brother Han, do you think the method of making pills that I taught the Demon Medical Alliance is acceptable to you?"
Han Keshu certainly would not show weakness in front of him, and squinted at him: "The competition has just begun, you'd better not be too proud too early, otherwise you will get slapped in the face later. If your face hurts then, don't blame me for not reminding you." "
You, you, I'm afraid you'll never get rid of your stubborn habit." Chang Qingchi pointed at Han Keshu and laughed, "I want to see who is capable enough to slap me, Chang Qingchi, in the face?"
While speaking, he looked at the medical practitioners of the Renxin Alliance on the stage with contempt:
the method of making pills used by Gao Yuhe included both the secret medical skills of the Demon Medical Alliance and his unique skill, the Yin-Yang Universe Finger, which could be said to be the result of his life's hard work.
With only the four medical practitioners of the Renxin League and one extra person, it was simply a joke to want to slap him in the face - the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life.
"Then you just watch carefully." Han Keshu held up the tea and said calmly, with a sly smile on his lips.
Although Qiu Yuhe's method of rubbing pills is indeed unique, with the strength of Jiang Qiulin, Yan Rongan, Yu Anguang and Jiang Haoning, it is indeed difficult to win against such an opponent.
But besides the four of them, there is also Gu Qingxi, what should he worry about.
Han Keshu was still thinking that this senior brother had retired for many years because of the defeat that year, and now he finally came out again. In fact, his life was quite wasted.
Should he discuss with Qingxi that he must win, but can he show mercy and give him some face, so that he won't lose too badly? Unexpectedly,
he had to ask for trouble and put his face forward to ask for a fight, so he couldn't blame him.
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