157 Fourth-grade Alchemist

Chapter 157

The fourth round, Zeng Yuan Dan.

Qiu Yi made nine pills, one of which was of high quality, six of which were of medium quality, and two of which were of low quality.

Feng Ming made nine pills, five of which were of high quality, and four of which were of medium quality.

The difference between the two was immediately apparent, and the judges had already decided that the winner of this alchemist competition, that is, the champion, would definitely be Feng Ming.

Although Qiu Yi was also outstanding, he was still a little inferior to Feng Ming.

Qiu Yi gritted his teeth at the result and could not say anything.

The other alchemists were sparse, and after eliminating a group of those who had failed three times, there were only about twenty people left on the stage. Looking at this number, there would be one more round to select the final twenty people.

The fifth round, Ning Yuan Dan, helps cultivators condense their Yuan force and increases the chances of advancing to the Yuanye realm. It is more difficult to refine.

Surprisingly, Qiu Yi failed to produce a pill in the first furnace.

In fact, this is a very normal phenomenon. No alchemist claims to have a 100% success rate. Feng Ming also has failures.

But it feels like a myth about him has been broken, especially when the reference object Feng Ming is still refining steadily.

Qiu Yi also saw it, took a deep breath, and calmed down before refining for the second time.

It is very rare that Feng Ming is the first to produce a pill this time. After putting away the pill, he looked at Qiu Yi in surprise, as if he was surprised that Qiu Yi fell behind him this time, which made others speechless when they saw his expression.

"Did Feng Ming not expect that Qiu Yi might fail? He is so weird."

"You tell me, when will Feng Ming fail once for us to see?"

"What's so interesting about this? Instead of watching him fail, we might as well see if he can refine a fourth-grade pill. If Qiu Yi can refine it and he can't, then no matter how well he performs now, he will lose to Qiu Yi."

"That's true. I heard that Qiu Yi is indeed a fourth-grade pharmacist, but Feng Ming hasn't heard any news about it."

"You haven't even heard of this guy's name before, do you know if he is a fourth-grade alchemist?"

Compared to the children of the rich and powerful in the imperial city, Feng Ming is undoubtedly a dark horse. Before, no one who knew Qiu Yi and his talent thought that there was another alchemist of the same age who could beat him, but someone did it.

Qiu Yi's second furnace was finally successful. After taking back the pills, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiu Yi, eight pills, three of which were medium-grade, and five of which were low-grade.

Feng Ming, nine pills, four of which were high-grade, and five of which were medium-grade.

This comparison made it impossible for people to question Feng Ming's talent and alchemy level. At the same level, the gap between him and Qiu Yi gradually widened.

Qiu Yi's expression became more solemn. He had never been under such great pressure. Previously, he regarded Feng Ming as his biggest competitor, but now, Feng Ming has become the one he has to strive to catch up with and surpass.

In the fifth round, most of the people were eliminated, and there were less than 20 people left on the stage. Therefore, the pharmacists who were eliminated in the fifth round had to be re-selected, and the people left on the stage still had to go through the next round of eliminations to determine the final champion, runner-up and third place.

In the sixth round, Xuanyuan Pill, the entry-level pill for fourth-grade pharmacists.

When this pill was announced, many spectators in the stands gasped, and even some of the remaining pharmacists on the stage gasped.

The entry-level pills are also fourth-grade pills. As long as they are refined, it means that the pharmacist has entered the fourth-grade ranks and become a fourth-grade pharmacist.

In many places, fourth-grade pharmacists have a very high status and are sought after by countless cultivators. Even in this imperial city, the status of fourth-grade pharmacists is quite high. After all, there are not many fifth-grade pharmacists.

One point that is particularly noteworthy is that the pharmacists participating in the league are all under the age of thirty.

Among them, the dark horse Feng Ming is not even twenty years old, and Qiu Yi is a little older, but has just crossed the twenty-year mark. Becoming

a fourth-grade pharmacist at such a young age, will their future achievements be limited to the fifth grade? I'm afraid they will have to climb to the sixth grade.

So how could such a situation not make people gasp in surprise? This also made them realize that Feng Ming and Qiu Yi were more valuable than they had initially thought.

A fourth-grade pharmacist who was less than 20 years old could not even think about it, but now as long as he could refine a fourth-grade Xuanyuan Pill, that unimaginable situation would be right in front of him.

The decision to use the fourth-grade Xuanyuan Pill to compete was made by Qiu Chen. In his words, according to the situation of refining Ningyuan Pill, he thought that both of them had the ability to try the fourth-grade pill, so it would be better to use the fourth-grade pill to truly decide the winner.

This statement was immediately agreed by most people, including Yu Xiao, Feng Ming's master, which made people wonder if he was very confident that his apprentice would win?

Many of the referees present were biased towards Qiu Yi. After all, some of them had coached Qiu Yi and watched him grow up.

Now seeing that he was going to lose to another outsider, it was a bit difficult to accept emotionally.

If Qiu Yi tried to refine the third-grade pill again, it would be almost impossible for him to defeat Feng Ming, so he might as well take a risk. If

he tried to refine the fourth-grade pill, maybe Qiu Yi would succeed, but Feng Ming would fail. Then Qiu Yi would turn the tables. This was their idea.

As soon as the name of Xuanyuan Pill was announced, Qiu Yi looked at Feng Ming with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

Feng Ming raised his eyebrows and smiled at him. Was this a provocation?

It's just Xuanyuan Pill. It was the pill he was able to refine under the guidance of his master when he just left Sihong Academy to train. Has he made no progress during this period?

Qiu Yi was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He must defeat this arrogant guy.

Except for these two, other pharmacists showed a bitter smile. They were just green leaves to set off the red flowers. None of them could refine it.

Feng Ming still checked the spiritual herbs one by one before starting to refine the pill. The rhythm was the same as before, but everyone noticed that Feng Ming's expression was much more solemn this time.

But everyone didn't think it was strange. Instead, they thought it was normal. After all, Feng Ming was less than 20 years old and was only at the peak of the Juqi Realm. He hadn't advanced to the Yuanye Realm yet.

It is said that if the talent is not outstanding, a pharmacist with such cultivation level cannot refine a fourth-grade pill.

Even Qiu Chen breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. If Feng Ming was still the same as before, then the talent of Shuang'er was not just too outstanding, but too evil, so evil that it would make people worried and scared.

He turned around and saw that Yu Xiao's expression was a little more serious, no longer as calm as before.

"Will it work this time?"

"Of course."

Although Yu Xiao answered firmly, Qiu Chen still felt that Yu Xiao was not as relaxed as before.

Yu Xiao thought to himself that he was forced to act with his apprentice. He also didn't want his apprentice to behave too evilly and fall into the eyes of some people in the royal family.

It's just right now. There may be few such geniuses in the Dongmu Dynasty, but there are some in the Shengyuan Sect.

Some pharmacists on the stage have announced that they have given up. They want to try, but some people don't even know the recipe. How can they try?

They are only third-grade pharmacists. They didn't expect to come into contact with fourth-grade elixirs so early.

Some people decided to give it a try. The materials of Xuanyuan Dan are worth a lot of Yuanjing. Now they have a chance to try for free. Maybe they can touch the threshold of the fourth grade.

But not long after, an explosion occurred on the stage, leaving the pharmacist covered in dirt. However, no one in the stands laughed at them, because what they were refining was a fourth-grade pill.

"It seems that Qiu Yi and Feng Ming are both quite stable. Could it be that they are both fourth-rank alchemists already?"

"If that's true, their talents are too terrifying, especially this Feng Ming. No one in our imperial city knew his name before. If he hadn't caused such a fuss with the Ning Yuanbo Mansion when he first came to the imperial city, and then the rumor spread that he was the new disciple of Master Yu Xiao, who would have known who Feng Ming was?"

"Yes, after the competition is over today, Feng Ming's name will be remembered by everyone in the imperial city."

The eleventh prince and the imperial concubine wanted to turn around and leave the arena, but leaving at this time would make people laugh, so they had to endure and continue watching.

Everyone in Sihong Academy was nervous for Feng Ming. Except for his own people, no one else knew Feng Ming's true level, even Jiang Qian, the newly joined elder, was not very clear.

Chen Tianlang sat calmly, but if others said so, he clenched his fists a little tighter.

Well, Chen Tianlang felt that he played the role well. Anyway, he couldn't let others know that his junior brother was already a fourth-grade pharmacist.

Bai Qiaomo fed the little turtle another beast core. Some people thought that the little turtle was about to eat it. He was also nervous.

Cheng Miao whispered: "Grandpa, can Brother Feng Ming succeed?"

Shi Yan wanted to roll his eyes. The two children on the stage were cunning foxes. If he dared to sit there, there was no way he would not succeed.

There is no telling how many things these two have hidden. I wonder if half of them have been exposed.

He has inquired about it. Bai Qiaomo, that kid, has not even registered for the array mage competition. Look, how well he has hidden it.

But he replied, "He can do it, Miao'er, didn't you say he is amazing?"

Cheng Miao clenched his fist and nodded, "Yes, Grandpa is right, Brother Fengming is amazing, he will definitely succeed."

Farther away, Kong Zhao also came to watch, with two colleagues beside him.

Before Kong Zhao said anything, his colleagues were surprised: "These two children are really good at refining medicine. Brother Kong only wanted to recruit Bai Qiaomo, but why didn't he consider these two children?"

They, the Silver Armor Guard, also needed their own pharmacists and also provided for their own pharmacists, but they couldn't afford to provide too high a

pharmacist. Kong Zhao was ashamed: "It hasn't been long since he became a disciple of Master Yu Xiao. I didn't know that his pharmacist skills were so high."

So far, Kong Zhao could also judge that Feng Ming was probably already a fourth-grade pharmacist. If

he had known his strength earlier, when he was in Chiri City, he would definitely have persuaded them together, instead of just focusing on Bai Qiaomo.

Colleagues shook their heads: "You underestimated me too much. It's hard to pull it now."

Indeed, countless people have set their sights on this fourth-grade pharmacist who is less than 20 years old. How can they, the Silver Armored Guards, have a chance

? Thinking about the rapid development of the Fengying Mercenary Corps, it is probably because of the elixirs provided by Fengming.

At the end of the sixth round, only Fengming and Qiu Yi were left on the stage.

Qiu Yi failed in the first furnace, and everyone thought it was normal. Only Fengming, who still did not fail, was rare.

Fengming was reluctant to break his own record. He wanted to keep producing elixirs in one furnace.

When Qiu Yi was halfway through refining the second furnace, Fengming produced elixirs.

Feng Ming, 4th-grade Xuanyuan Pill, 8 finished pills, 2 middle-grade pills, 6 low-grade pills.

After collecting the pills, Feng Ming wiped his sweat. It was not easy for him to control it to this extent.

In the eyes of others, Feng Ming was over-consumed. Didn't you see that his face was a little pale?

Qiu Yi, 4th-grade Xuanyuan Pill, 5 finished pills, all low-grade pills.

The winner is determined.