Asura War Supreme

A muffled sound came from the pill furnace in front of Song Ming. It was the sound of a pill being formed.    

Everyone in the audience seats had a look of disbelief on their faces. They couldn't believe that Song Ming could refine pills so quickly.    

In less time than an incense stick's worth of time.    

But our protagonist Song Ming did not care about his achievements at all, as if it was all a matter of course in his heart.    

However, the arrogance in his eyes could not hide the arrogance and arrogance in his heart.    

After preparing for three years, he, Song Ming, was born for this year's Imperial Alchemist Competition!    

If he didn't take first place, who would?    

In the guest area, Fan Qiuyi was laughing heartily as he watched his disciple, Song Ming, stand out like a crane amongst a flock of chickens.    

'As expected of Master Fan's disciple, to be able to refine a peak Grade Three Spirit Dan so quickly. It seems like this young man's Alchemist competition's first place will definitely belong to Young Master Song! '    

Fan Qiuyi waved his hand when he heard this. His face was full of "modesty". "No, no. These are all just random tricks. They don't have any great elegance." '    

Grandmaster Sanmu also stroked his beard and said, "Junior Brother, it seems like your disciple Song Ming has grown quite a bit in the past year. Not only has the speed of picking ingredients increased, even the control of the Pill Fire and the timing of mixing spirit materials are perfect. '    

Hearing Master San Mu's words, Fan Qiuyi was overjoyed, but on the surface, he still modestly said, "Senior Brother must be joking, this disciple of mine only showed a little, you don't have to mind. Xuanxuan is still very powerful, you see, this Xuanxuan's pills were also refined successfully …" '    

… ….    

Long Xue Rou didn't join their discussion, but her gaze fell on Lin Jingyu.    

At this time, Lin Jingyu had already completed his task of concocting pills.    

The time just happened to be the time it took for an incense stick to burn, but compared to Song Ming and Bai Xuanxuan, it was still too slow.    

'Eh? What's going on? '    

Long Xueruo was somewhat puzzled in her heart.    

She had seen Lin Jingyu's pill cultivating skills before.    

Obtaining the champion spot for this year's Alchemist Competition could be said to be a guarantee, which was why she helped him register.    

But now, he didn't seem to be as good as Song Ming or Bai Xuanxuan!    

How is this possible!?    

Long Xue Rou's heart was shocked for a while, but she quickly came to an understanding.    

It seemed like Lin Jingyu didn't want to reveal all of his strength so quickly.    

That was why he acted so normal, so inconspicuous.    

Naturally, Grandmaster Sanmu could see through this as well.    

Grandmaster Sanmu thought to himself, 'Little fellow, you are indeed a man of great achievements. You have brains for doing things!'    

Lin Jingyu naturally did not know what Master Sanmu and Long Xueruo were thinking deep within their hearts.    

The truth was, Lin Jingyu didn't spend much time and effort on alchemy.    

During the entire process, Lin Jingyu was acting like he was splashing water; he seemed to be extremely careless.    

With the completion of Song Ming, Bai Xuanxuan, and Lin Jingyu's pills.    

Another hour passed, and more than thirty people in the square completed their pill refinement one after another.    

Dong, dong, dong!    

Finally, the gong and drums sounded, signalling the end of the first selection.    

Everyone, including those who had yet to concoct a pill, was forced to stop their actions at the first possible moment.    

In the following period of time, an old man came down from the guest stand and began to inspect the pills that he had concocted.    

In the end, there were more than ten people that failed to obtain any pills.    

After this trip, there were only thirteen contestants left who had the qualifications to continue participating in the finals!    

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