Supreme Martial God Technique

In fact, Du Fenglin's talent is the best among young people in the Southern Continent.

This is mainly because the alchemy talent of young people in the Southern Continent is generally low.

If he hadn't met Wu Yun and Dong Yuyuan from the Eastern Continent, he would have been the champion today.

But fate is just playing tricks on people.

The vice president announced the result, and thunderous roars broke out from the audience.

On this day, even though Wu Yun had not won the first place, his status in the hearts of the people had risen to an almost incomparable level.

If there was no Wu Yun, the Southern Continent today would be suppressed by Dong Yuyuan and couldn't even raise its head.

It was Wu Yun who saved the dignity of the entire Southern Continent.

Except for the four major forces.

Even some people who had had a grudge against Wu Yun and had ill intentions towards him changed their views.

At this moment, Wu Yun is a hero.

Very few people would blaspheme the glory and identity of a hero.

But for them, Wu Yun is a hero, but for the people of the four major forces, Wu Yun is an enemy.

The dignity of the Southern Continent should have been protected by the four major forces.

But this kid stole the limelight, which was equivalent to a disguised slap in the face, a loud slap in the face.

The crowd cheered in the audience.

Li Yanran's eyes were shining, Wu Yun finally surpassed her, and she could finally no longer be bound by the secular world.

If possible, she could be with Wu Yun without any taboos.

After the noise, the competition continued.

There was still one last round, and now the top three had been selected.

Each of the three was rewarded with an eighth-level pill awarded by the eighth-level alchemist, a God-breaking Fire-gathering Pill.

Wu Yun happily took the box, thinking that the God-breaking Fire-gathering Pill was only useful for alchemists, and he would give it to Li Yanran after returning.

It should be of great help to her.

Dong Yuyuan took the box and threw it directly into the storage ring without even looking at it. It seems that he did not fancy this eighth-level pill.

Du Fenglin originally wanted a God-breaking Fire Gathering Pill, but now that he got it, he was not happy at all.

Because the plot did not go according to his ideas at all. His ideal plot should be to be selected into the top three with the best results.

But in fact, he got the worst results.

He barely advanced, and he was distressed, and naturally he could not speak.

In the last round, Vice Dean Dalong asked everyone to be quiet, and then asked Wu Yun and the other three to return to their own alchemy furnaces, and glanced at everyone.

He said loudly: "Being able to get to this point has proved that you must be the best among your peers. Although this alchemy competition is aimed at young alchemists in the southern continent, it does not refuse people from other regions to participate. As long as they are qualified, they can participate. So, I hope that no matter who wins the first place today, everyone will not have resentment or other negative emotions. If you are not strong enough, you can't say anything if you are stepped on by others. If you want to surpass, you will work harder in the future."

These words are encouraging and inspiring to others.

But to Du Fenglin, it was only shame and anger.

Perhaps his mentality has collapsed. He thought that the vice president saw through his deliberate targeting of Wu Yun, so he said this.

The last round of assessment is just beginning. This time, the first place will be determined.

The pill that needs to be refined in this assessment is the Qiankun Pill, which is extremely difficult among the level 5 pills.

Wu Yun glanced at the pill formula and felt dizzy.

The list of medicinal materials alone gave him a headache, and it was complicated.

And when throwing the medicinal materials, the scale must be grasped, and there must be order before and after, and there must be no mistakes, otherwise, the pill will be directly scrapped.

Because some of these medicinal materials are incompatible with each other, they must be put in staggered.

Facing this Qiankun Pill, Du Fenglin also had an ugly face and shook his head, obviously not knowing where to start.

This has exceeded the limit of what he can refine.

Although Dong Yuyuan was not so uncomfortable, his face was not good, and the confidence in his eyes had long disappeared.

At this moment, he was staring at the pill formula in his hand with full attention.

Wu Yun also stared intently, not daring to relax at all.

In a sense, this Qiankun Pill has already exceeded Wu Yun's limit.

However, since refining the first fifth-level pill Qi Hai Dan, Wu Yun has begun to break through the limit step by step.

This time, I hope there will be a miracle.

Time passed by minute by minute, and soon, half an hour had passed quietly.

But the three of them did not enter the state of alchemy.

Finally, Du Fenglin moved.

I saw the holy fire in his hand go under the furnace, and the furnace gradually began to boil. Then, I saw Du Fenglin put the two hundred kinds of medicinal materials in front of him one by one.

At this moment, when Du Fenglin placed the twenty-third Chinese medicinal material, there was a bang.

The liquid medicine flowed all over the floor.

Wu Yun looked up and frowned.

Everyone was in an uproar. It turned out that the furnace exploded.

Everyone didn't know why, and whispered and asked the reason.

But they didn't understand, but Wu Yun knew it very well. Apparently, Du Fenglin was too impatient and didn't study the various properties of the herbs.

As a result, the two incompatible herbs were mixed together without any deviation, and the furnace exploded.

And almost only once, the furnace exploded, which meant that Du Fenglin would fail directly.

After the crowd in the field asked the reason, there were bursts of laughter. Du Fenglin blushed and was embarrassed.

He no longer stayed on the stone platform to embarrass himself, and flew away directly.

Before leaving, he walked to Wu Yun with a gloomy face, lowered his voice, and gritted his teeth and said: "Wu Yun, you remember, today's shame, when the fight starts, I will return it to you ten times, a hundred times."

Wu Yun was a little surprised, looking at Du Fenglin who was going away, he couldn't help but whisper to himself.

The shame I gave you? Are you sick? He was suppressed by Dong Yuyuan and couldn't raise his head, and he didn't allow others to surpass him. What a weirdo.

Back in the field, Dong Yuyuan had already started to refine the elixir.

He was methodical, and the white source spirit fire had begun to heat the furnace, and his method of making medicine was also very steady and skillful.

Step by step, no flaws could be found.

Soon, all the medicinal materials were placed, and the next step, melting the medicine, began.

Wu Yun took in all of this and could not help but frown.

He felt a strong sense of crisis for no apparent reason.

This sense of crisis was unprecedented. He could feel that Dong Yuyuan, who was serious about alchemy, had a terrifying talent for alchemy.

He could not even find any flaws, and even if he refined it at his best, it would be difficult to surpass him.

Thinking of this, Wu Yun felt a headache. Facing Dong Yuyuan, let alone making mistakes, even if his performance was slightly imperfect, he would probably not be able to beat him.

If he still used traditional refining methods, Wu Yun would have a chance of winning at most 30%.

Supreme Martial God Technique