Yanwu God of War

( ) "It's almost done, it's almost done."

Wu Ying secretly rejoiced, with his ability close to the level of a fourth-rank pharmacist, and as a young genius in Tianxiang Pavilion, he had to take the second place no matter what.

"complete."

A hoarse and piercing voice suddenly sounded.

"Uh." Wu Ying was slightly shocked, almost lost his mind and made a mistake.

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, followed the prestige, his face moved slightly.

It was a young man in a gray and white robe, his face was cut like a knife, his eyebrows were cold, his nose was like an eagle's hook, especially that extremely pale face, which was particularly glaring in this slightly dark place, his face was seyin... Thick, extremely indifferent, not like someone who likes to talk.

"White Eagle." Wu Ming's face darkened.

Bai Ying is a true disciple of Zhong Tiantong, the great pharmacist of the Song and Ming Kingdoms. His grade should be around the fourth rank, and he is one of Wu Ming's expected strong opponents.

Guessing to pay attention to Ling Tianyu, Wu Ming didn't realize that there was such a strong opponent in the same group.

But seeing that Bai Ying was a little weaker than himself, Wu Ming secretly sneered: "Hehe, Bai Ying, that's all."

"complete."

Wu Ying took a deep breath, picked up No. 3 sullenly, and squinted at Bai Ying full of murderous intent.

Wu Heng nodded slightly, as expected.

As time goes by, the time of a stick of incense is almost exhausted.

"complete."

"complete."

"complete."

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They yelled one by one, and then stopped.

Speaking of which, the ability of a group of competition rooms is quite strong. Except for the three pharmacists who left, six of them have already completed it, and now only the last Ling Tianyu is left.

Involuntarily, everyone who could let go of their minds collectively looked at Ling Tianyu, even the white eagle was not surprised to secretly squint at Ling Tianyu.

Originally thought that the person who could win Wu Heng's special attention would be some kind of remarkable person, but seeing Ling Tianyu's slow-moving and layman's appearance, everyone vomited blood depressedly.

"What is the identity of this kid?"

"Well, could it be that this person is a true disciple of a certain master, and he did so on purpose."

"It's just a fire, where is the ability? Why does Elder Wu Heng pay so much attention to him?"

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Everyone was thinking silently in their hearts, and they all looked very uncomfortable.

Wu Ying snorted angrily, and said to herself, "This is too bad."

"Hmph, it really is because you have potential, but you don't have ability. If you subdue you in the future, you will be my slave. Then you have to curry favor with me." Wu Mingyin sullenly.

The time for this incense stick is almost over, and everyone only saw the raging fire coming out of the strange medicine cauldron. No matter how you look at it, it is impossible to extract any medicine powder, but it is incredible that the fruit in the stone has not been destroyed. .

Wu Heng's eyes were tightly fixed, and he was peeping carefully. The more he looked, the more frightened he became. Ling Tianyu's approach was obviously different from the others. Instead, he used the heat of the spiritual fire to directly roast the fruit in the stone, instead of manipulating the heat. , The surprising thing is that Ling Tianyu seems to want to manipulate the spiritual fire to fuse with the shell of the fruit in the stone, and wants to infiltrate the spiritual fire. The probability of damage can reach more than nine layers.

In this way, Wu Heng was confused. The power of Ling Tianyu's spiritual fire was among ordinary fires, but Cao's ability to manipulate spiritual fire was experienced, and he should have been instructed by an expert. Ling Tianyu's talent and ability, if there is really an expert to guide, then it will not only be at this low level, which is really weird.

Amid everyone's bewilderment, Ling Tianyu felt very bitter in his heart. To extract the medicinal powder from the fruit in the stone, Ling Tianyu was the one who suffered the most, because Ling Tianyu could not reveal the power of the spirit fire in advance, and forced the sky fire The power of the fire was suppressed to the level of the spiritual fire, and it was really hard for Ling Tianyu to suppress it while refining it.

Every minute and every second, there is only a little time left for a stick of incense.

But Ling Tianyu still didn't change anything, instead the spiritual fire in the cauldron burned more vigorously.

For some reason, everyone felt like they were sweating for Ling Tianyu.

Not to mention Wu Heng, his mood was really thrilling.

The potential value is strong, if the ability is really inferior, then no matter how good the potential is, it will be useless. This is the result that Wu Heng does not want. After all, to train a pharmacist, it takes a long time to accumulate, and it has to be wasted Bottomless pit-like amount of medicinal materials.

Boom~~

Suddenly there was a startling sound, the cloud-turning cauldron vibrated, and the spiritual fire disappeared instantly. Ling Tianyu stepped back a few steps pretending to be in a hurry, just in time for a stick of incense.

"It's over." Ling Tianyu secretly exhaled.

Wu Ming snorted mockingly: "An idiot."

However, everyone is also very curious, is it really possible to extract medicinal powder in this way?

Involuntarily, everyone had the urge to go to the tripod to find out, and doubted what Ling Tianyu could refine.

Wu Heng was on a high platform with a high level of cultivation, so he could see it clearly, his face looked strange, curious, and of course somewhat disappointed.

Ling Tianyu took a look around and saw that everyone was looking at him strangely, and couldn't help saying: "Why, has the time passed?"

Everyone glanced lightly and remained silent.

Wu Heng woke up with a start, and said seriously: "I'm very glad that you all completed the test within a stick of incense, but this is only the first step. Next, I have to personally test the quality of the medicine powder. If the quality is lower than four , it was a failure."

Done.

Wu Heng walked down in person, walked up to Wu Ming first, carefully observed whether the shell of the stone fruit was damaged, then took out a small hammer in his hand, and lightly tapped on the stone fruit.

"Snapped."

The fruit in the stone shattered, leaving out the medicinal powder inside.

Wu Heng picked up a trace of the medicine powder, carefully measured it a few times, Wu Heng was also very fair and impartial in the internal selection, and then said: "The quality is eight, pass."

Eight points.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief. The ability to refine a medicine powder with eighth quality in this way is at least above that of a fourth-rank pharmacist.

Wu Heng thought it was normal. If he didn't even get eight points, then his son would be too disappointing.

Then, there is Wu Ying.

"Six points for quality, pass." Wu Heng appraised.

"Woo, it's only six points." Wu Ying said coquettishly.

"Hehe, it's already pretty good. The real achievement will be at the pharmacist conference." Wu Heng smiled gently.

"Thank you uncle." Wu Ying nodded.

Next, two pharmacists passed, but only one pharmacist, whose cortex was lower than four, could only shake his head and leave the competition room with a sigh.

Following that, Wu Heng walked in front of Bai Ying.

All of a sudden, Wu Ming looked over intently.

Ling Tianyu also glanced a little bit, feeling that this young man who looked like a zombie had extraordinary abilities, and he was probably no worse than Wu Ming. sub-quality.

With a tap of a small hammer, the medicinal powder inside the fruit in the stone was exposed.

Wu Heng carefully appraised it and was very satisfied. He smiled slightly at Bai Ying: "Hehe, nephew Bai Xian, your performance in this internal selection is very good, the quality is nine points, congratulations on passing."

Nine points.

Everyone booed and admired, and it was only one step away from reaching the perfect quality.

Wu Ming lost some face, and hummed secretly, "If it wasn't for the time to finish No.1, I really thought I wouldn't be able to refine a nine-point quality medicinal powder."

Hearing Wu Heng's praise, Bai Ying didn't dare to forget, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Elder Wu Heng."

"You're welcome, a famous teacher produces a great disciple, Master Tiantong can have such an outstanding disciple like you, I'm really jealous." Wu Heng said with a smile.

"Hehe, how can it compare to Brother Wu Ming." Bai Ying smiled lightly, and glanced at Wu Ming intentionally or unintentionally, with a hint of provocation and sarcasm.

Wu Ming snorted softly and said nothing.

"Enen." Wu Heng nodded slightly, and finally walked in front of Ling Tianyu.

The last one is Ling Tianyu.

Almost everyone's eyes were fixed on Ling Tianyu for an instant.

But when Ling Tianyu took out the stone fruit, everyone almost fainted.

The fruit in the stone was originally pure gray, but now it has turned into a piece of jet black, in fact it was burnt.

"Haha, it's burnt, it's burnt, it's so funny." Wu Ying laughed happily, then felt a little rude, and quickly covered her mouth, her face flushed slightly.

"It really is an idiot." Wu Ming snorted secretly.

Everyone was also very disappointed. They thought that the person who could get Wu Heng's special attention would be so amazing, but they didn't expect that after refining for so long, the whole fruit in the stone would be roasted into coke.

Wu Heng's face was calm, he had been secretly paying attention to Ling Tianyu, he always felt that it was not that simple.

Ling Tianyu smiled awkwardly and asked, "This shouldn't be considered damage."

"Well, no, it's still possible to conduct an appraisal," Wu Heng said.

Wu Ming and the others disdain it, a burnt fruit in a stone, and the medicinal powder inside must not be slag.

Following that, Wu Heng took out a small hammer and lightly tapped it on the fruit in the stone.

Although everyone had expected the result, they still collectively looked over at this moment.

"Snapped."

With a light crack, the fruit in the stone cracked.

With a bang, traces of white medicinal powder in the inside scattered out.

Everyone lost their tongues, which is a sign of success, but it has been roasted like this, and it can be refined like this. This Ling Tianyu is really a freak among freaks.

Wu Heng was also very surprised. He hurriedly picked up some powder and inspected it carefully a few times. The frown became tighter and tighter, and then the whole face could visibly vibrate.

"Quality, very good."

Wu Heng involuntarily exclaimed, his hands trembled, and the powder slipped from his hands lightly, staring at Ling Tianyu in astonishment, wishing to strip Ling Tianyu naked to see what monster it was.

very.

perfect quality.

In an instant, the entire competition room fell silent like death.

"Very, how is this possible." Wu Ming's face showed a funny sluggishness, and he really couldn't accept that a pharmacist who seemed like a rookie could refine the perfect quality.

What's even more abnormal is that Ling Tianyu is still refining in a very rude way.

"Oh my god, it's ten, that bumpkin actually refined the quality of ten." Wu Ying exclaimed in disregard of her image, her small mouth suddenly dilated greatly.

"very."

Bai Ying's complexion darkened, and he was obviously shocked. Although Ling Tianyu seemed to be of poor grade, in his heart Bai Ying had already classified Ling Tianyu as one of his new rivals.

The other two pharmacists who passed looked at Ling Tianyu like a monster, their eyeballs almost bursting.