Donaji had watched a match from Qi Xia before, and it was less than three seconds from the time the mentor spoke to the time he finished the match.

The sexy thin lips opened slightly, and the slender five fingers held the staff and waved it forward gently.

The unlucky guy standing across from him before he could open his mouth was blasted into the wall by an oversized fireball.

Wicked, too wicked!

Where did he go to the competition, he was simply going to abuse the self-esteem of other students.

"Yang Xi, they should be there in a while, maybe they can catch up with the end." Qi Xia put one hand on Tang Nazhi's shoulder and shook the white jade bone fan with the other.

The battle between the priest and the knight is not as fleeting as that of a mage, and the gap between the strong and the weak will take some time.

Just as the two were talking, Shen Yanxiao finally stopped what he was doing, and at the same time, the bell rang at the end of time.

It's not bad for a second, and the pinching is really accurate.

The students who were originally waiting for Shen Yanxiao's tragic end had to be disappointed.

However, what they are more looking forward to is what kind of embarrassing things this first-year imp will do when he actually dispenses potions.

All the students participating in the competition are in the same position to prepare the potions, so they only need to stop what they are doing and do not need to do any movement.

This also means that Shen Yanxiao will continue to hide in that obscene place and avoid everyone's attention.

Priss couldn't bear it anymore, and finally used the majesty of the potion master to let a mentor move the big flag to the side.

The alchemy table where Shen Yanxiao was located finally appeared in everyone's sight.

The clean and tidy desktop, the alchemy utensils that were not stained with a trace of dust, if it weren't for the fact that Shen Yanxiao had been busy with her head down just now, it would really make people think that she hadn't used anything here.

This is a huge gap from the mess in people's minds.

However, on the neat and clean tabletop, there were dozens of medicinal materials that had been processed, and the piles of small powders were neatly discharged one by one, and bottles of crystal clear medicinal juice shimmered with an attractive luster in the sun.

Roughly counting, Shen Yanxiao's desktop has at least forty kinds of medicinal herbs!

"How is this possible!" After seeing the medicinal herbs on Shen Yanxiao's table, Priss suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

Forty kinds of medicinal herbs?

Could it be that she wanted to make a high-grade potion?

No kidding!

Priss clenched his hands tightly, and he could use more than forty kinds of medicinal herbs, all of which were high-grade potions.

The medicinal materials required for medium potions are capped by thirty-nine kinds!

Priss took a deep breath and tried to suppress the shock in his heart.

His face became very ugly at this moment.

Impossible, no matter how talented this kid is, it is absolutely impossible for her to be able to formulate high-grade potions at such a young age, if she can really concoct high-grade potions at the age of thirteen, then she is not a human, but a complete monster!

Even Ye Qing only prepared the first bottle of high-grade potion after he was twenty years old.

Pris, on the other hand, was only able to prepare high-grade potions at the age of twenty-eight.

Although there is only a first-level difference between low-grade medicine and high-grade medicine, the gap between the two is like a gap that cannot be bridged.