The Supreme Lady of the Poison Queen

Chapter 1552 Look at what you worry about

is it possible?

It's not pretending, is it?

The people who eat melons expressed their deep doubts.

The Wuhua students didn't care about that, and waved to Feng Qiyue one after another.

Feng Qiyue also interacted with them, without any intention of refining the pill.

Seeing this, Dean Geng, who was at the VIP seat, couldn't help but mocked: "Feng Qiyue from your college doesn't know how to make pills at all, right?"

Seeing that Dean Geng finally spoke to himself, the little old man smiled, and said triumphantly, "What do you know? This is calmness, do you understand? Isn't there still time? Why are you so anxious!"

"I'm afraid that it's time. Feng Qiyue hasn't refined a single pill yet, so her level of senior alchemist will be in vain! Tell me, will Feng Qiyue wish she could find it by then? How about sneaking in through a crack in the ground? I'm afraid she will lose the face of the Alchemy Association, right?" Dean Geng continued to gloat.

"Look at what you're worried about, my girl has her own ideas, so I don't need you to worry about it!" The little old man said seriously.

"Hehe!" Dean Geng sneered, then looked at Vice President Lin, "Vice President Lin, do you think what I said makes sense?"

"As long as you think it makes sense, don't ask me!" Vice President Lin said angrily.

In his heart, he hated Dean Geng so much!

Just because this guy is going to sing against old man Lu, the performance of the students in their college has been affected by this, so it's no wonder he is willing to cooperate with Dean Geng!
Dean Geng didn't feel that he had done too much. He did it for everyone's benefit. He believed that the senior management of the colleges would understand him afterwards!

But now, they blamed him, and he could understand, so he didn't continue to force it.

Facing Dean Geng's cold treatment, the little old man was overjoyed and said, "Look, this is what happened to you, right?"

"Hmph! Let's wait and see!" Dean Geng snorted coldly and continued to ignore the little old man.

The little old man looked around casually, and in the last 5 minutes, he turned his gaze to the arena.

Feng Qiyue counted the time, and the pile of herbs in front of her was also selected, and then she slowly started refining her Qingling Pill.

At this time, almost all the gazes of the audience seats, the VIP seats, and the judges' seats were on her. She was not nervous at all. After the pill furnace was preheated, she put the three herbs in one by one, and the herbs melted quickly. Then began to purify and temper, condense the pill, and finally become a pill!
Every step is methodical, so calm!

As for a furnace of Qingling Pill, Feng Qiyue only took 4 minutes from the beginning of refining to the completion of the pill.

It took exactly half an hour for the host to deliver the furnace of Qingling Pill refined by Feng Qiyue to the judges' seat.

Feng Qiyue stretched her waist, walked off the stage, and returned to the auditorium to wait for the judges to make their final judgment.

Five hundred alchemists, judging also takes a certain amount of time. According to the regulations of the competition schedule, at this time, the audience and participating alchemists can rest early, but the judges still have to stay in place and conduct public judgments to show justice.

Of course, people who eat melons can continue to watch if they don't feel boring when judging.

Feng Qiyue and the others did not leave, and the senior officials of the various colleges in the VIP seats were still waiting in place, waiting for the results to come out.

Seeing this, the audience will naturally not leave!

They are still waiting, wanting to know sooner whether Feng Qiyue will still be the champion!
(End of this chapter)