The Fairy Tale

The old man turned his gaze, stared at the girl and smiled slightly: "I really don't know about this. After all, everyone has never compared, but I believe there is not much difference in our strength."

The girl looked at the old man with a smile and said, "I believe you are better, teacher."

The old man shook his head, looked at the girl with eyes full of pain, and smiled softly: "You will make the teacher happy, but there are many powerful people in the world, and the teacher is not the most powerful."

After a pause, the old man smiled and said, "Let's go, His Highness the Eighth Prince just sent someone to look for me. I guess he also wants to hear my opinion on this match."

The girl smiled and took the old man's hand and said: "Then let's go, I also want to hear what he wants to do, does he want to recruit Mrs. Qiangwei's students?"

The old man smiled lightly; "The idea of ​​soliciting, that's for sure, but others may not buy it, but you and I don't have to worry about these."

The next morning, Reg and Mrs. Qiangwei appeared in the Selva Fighting Field again on time. Other pharmacists often had to get to know each other or talk to each other after participating in the competition, but Reg left immediately after the competition , not dealing with anyone.

Seeing Reg's appearance, there was another huge commotion in the auditorium. After yesterday's game, many people are now optimistic that Reg will win the No.1 in this competition.

After two rounds of elimination, there are only dozens of pharmacists entering the third round. Naturally, these dozens are the elites of the younger generation of pharmacists. On weekdays, these people have extremely high prestige in their respective fields. Here, it is a showdown of geniuses.

Mrs. Qiangwei and Carmena were still sitting together. After two rounds of competition, the relationship between Mrs. Qiangwei and Carmena did not seem to have become particularly tense, but rather relaxed.

The original estrangement between the two of them seemed to melt away little by little as they met...

Reg was already standing by his own numbered workbench in the arena. Except for some porcelain bottles and other auxiliary things necessary for alchemy, there was nothing else on the workbench. This made Reg feel a little strange. What happened to the third round of the competition? What about the assessment?

The words of the staff quickly resounded on the arena. As the staff introduced the rules of the third game, two staff members came up with a lot of scrolls and put them on a workbench in front. Several staff members came up with a lot of medicine packs, and Reg found that all the scrolls and medicine packs were numbered, and there seemed to be a certain correspondence.

"According to the order in which everyone stands, go to the front to get a scroll, and then go to the workbench next to it to get the corresponding medicine package..."

Reg's number is 120. At this time, the people in front of him have already been eliminated. There are only three or four people in front of Reg, and it will be Reg's turn soon.

Through the previous observations and the explanations of the staff, Reg has basically understood that the extraction of the pill scroll is random. Here, there are the medicinal materials needed to refine the elixir. There are only two copies of the medicinal materials. That is to say, each person only has two chances. .

This seems to be a little bit of luck again...

Reg sighed secretly in his heart, so many dozens of pill scrolls naturally have different difficulty levels. If you are lucky, you will get a lower difficulty, and the chance of passing the level will naturally increase. If you are unlucky, you will get a higher difficulty. Yes, that would be a very tragic thing.

All the scrolls looked the same in appearance, and there seemed to be no difference at all. Just when Reg was about to reach out to grab a scroll, he suddenly remembered that Mrs. Qiangwei helped Harrick make the Dragon Pill scroll for himself. A word said while watching.

"...The higher the level, the more difficult it is to make a pill scroll. It is also much more difficult to make a pill scroll, and it takes more mental energy..."

Reg's hand stopped suddenly. These words flashed in his mind, and his mind seemed to light up all of a sudden. The more difficult the pill making scroll, the more energy it takes to make it. The spirit on the scroll The power fluctuation will naturally become stronger!

If you choose a scroll with weak mental fluctuations, wouldn't it be much less difficult...

Although Reg wasn't quite sure whether this method would work, Reg had already released his perception without hesitation, covering all the pill scrolls on the table.

Sure enough, faint fluctuations of mental power came out from those pill scrolls, some stronger and some weaker. Reg was overjoyed. It seemed that the method he had thought of seemed to be really useful... [

Reg's eyes fell on the scroll that he was about to grab just now, but his heart was sweating profusely. The mental power fluctuations on that scroll were quite strong, and it was one of the strongest scrolls among all the scrolls.

"The levels of these scrolls are different. Most of them are third-level scrolls, and a few are second-level scrolls and fourth-level scrolls. What level of scrolls you draw depends on everyone's luck..."

The staff's words echoed in Reg's mind again. Sensing those scrolls with strong spiritual fluctuations, Reg secretly speculated in his heart, guessing that those scrolls were all four-level scrolls.

Reg quickly locked a scroll that was buried below, and reached out to take it out. The fluctuation of mental power on this scroll is quite weak, and it is the weakest of all scrolls, as long as it is not a miscalculation , This should be a second-level elixir.

The pharmacist in line behind Reg looked at Reg stretching out his hand, but suddenly didn't move. He looked hesitant, and immediately shouted impatiently: "Just take one, don't dawdle, it's wasting everyone's time."

Reg ignored the voice behind him, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the scroll locked by his mental power from among the many scrolls, then walked slowly to the workbench next to him, and received the corresponding medicine package.

Madam Qiangwei's eyes lit up, and Kamena next to her smiled slightly and said, "Have you taught him how to distinguish the high and low grades of pill scrolls by perception?"

Mrs. Qiangwei shook her head and said: "I just made a scroll of pills in front of him, well, I seem to have mentioned that the more advanced and difficult scrolls are made, the more spiritual power will be consumed and the seal will be required. More spiritual power is in the scroll..."

Carmena chuckled and nodded: "It seems that you are speaking from your heart, and the listener is interested. He must have passed this level again."

Mrs. Qiangwei also had a bit of surprise in her heart, but her eyes remained calm and calm: "It may also be that in the refining of new pills, there are not many opportunities to experiment twice..."

After Reg got the scroll, he walked to his place, and looked back, only to find that the pharmacist urging him behind him grabbed a scroll at random... That scroll happened to be exactly what Reg wanted to do just now. Go get the one, because the location of that scroll is obvious.

If you think that drawing scrolls is all about luck, and you have the same idea that you can take any one, then the scroll placed on the top has the highest chance of being taken away.

I don't know what kind of pill scroll it is?

In doubt, Reg returned to his workbench, and then that guy also returned with the scroll and the medicine bag. When he passed Reg's workbench, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, with two obvious expressions in his eyes. hostility.

Reg's outstanding performance in the past two days has made many pharmacists regard him as an opponent, such as Harrick's student Sannan, and the pharmacist who is next to Reg is no exception.

The hostility caused by jealousy is nothing more than natural.

Reg paid attention to the place where the scrolls were drawn. For example, Dian Li, Harek's student Sannan, and the girl in the white court pharmacist attire also seemed to have selection scrolls, and they were not randomly drawn.

Reg became more and more sure that his thoughts were correct, and with a bit of surprise, Reg opened the pill scroll in his hand.

The second-level elixir, Dali Dan, has the function of increasing the strength of the whole body after taking it. The difficulty of refining is relatively difficult among the second-level elixir, but it is not as good as the third-level elixir. For Reg, a fourth-level pharmacist, it should be nothing Difficulty, two points of herbs, should be able to be successfully refined.

Reg had a good heart, and turned his head to look at the pharmacist next to him. The pharmacist also pulled away the pill scroll in his hand at about the same time, but as soon as he pulled it away, his face suddenly changed.

Frustration, anger and resignation instantly filled his face.

A fourth-level elixir scroll, what he held in his hand was a fourth-level elixir scroll, and he only had the strength of a third-level pharmacist! [

It is absolutely impossible for a third-level pharmacist to refine a fourth-level elixir under normal conditions, let alone temporarily learn a fourth-level elixir scroll, based on only two materials.

Reg looked at the pharmacist's face that suddenly changed color, and combined with his own experience in obtaining the second-level pill scroll, he knew that it must be a difficult scroll without looking at his scroll.

Reg doesn't have any gloating mentality. Standing on this, there are only opponents, only victory and defeat. Even if he passes this level, he will try his best to defeat him, at least until he fades away from elimination, he will try his best to maintain Be eliminated.

The third round of competition started soon, and this round of competition went smoothly. Reg successfully refined the medicine on the scroll, and successfully passed the third round. In this seemingly random third round Among them, the last few dozen contestants have been greatly reduced, leaving only a dozen or so contestants, and those who Reg has noticed have all passed safely.

Looking at the game that has ended, Kamena smiled faintly at Mrs. Qiangwei: "Qingzhu and Danli have both passed the first three rounds of elimination, and their results are good, but the competition in the future will be much more intense ah."

Madam Qiangwei smiled faintly: "I am naturally aware of this, the rest are the best among them, and the competition has just begun."

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