Looking at Bijuan who was sitting there quietly, Du Pinghe smiled disdainfully: It's just a waste, and there is no hope of successfully registering, so you can only sit there.

Look at your own apprentices again, work together to form a group that relies on each other, and the people who directly block others from the perimeter to protect them successfully complete the registration.

Seeing that his apprentice was so strategic, Du Pinghe became more confident in his heart.

Ji Wufeng, who was in obvious contrast to Du Pinghe, looked at Biwan with a worried face.

Although this young man has Lao Xiong behind his back to support him, since the rules have been set, it is really against Lao Xiong's respect to give up like that without working hard, such a person is not suitable to be Lao Xiong's assistant at all.

Thinking of this, Ji Wufeng no longer focused on a waste, but shifted all his attention to the registration desk.

"There's one last minute." Ji Wufeng announced coldly.

At this time, only some strong people were left on the siege, and the others were either directly knocked unconscious or thrown away.

These powerful people did not give in to each other, they were entangled one after another, and seeing that time was getting less and less, these people were becoming more and more impatient, and the movements in their hands were becoming more and more cruel.

At this time, Biwan finally stood up and walked towards the registration desk.

As Biwan approached the registration desk, Du Pinghe and Ji Wufeng's eyes fell back on this waste.

"Hahaha, he wants to be ten with one." Du Pinghe sneered triumphantly.

"It's too late to leave now." Ji Wufeng said with a little complaint.

"Now those who remain are the strongest, and he wants to fish in troubled waters, which is really delusional."

"Just look at the ending." Xiong Baiqing responded calmly.

Seeing the desire and determination for the pharmacist in his eyes yesterday, Xiong Baiqing knew that he wanted to become a pharmacist, so it was impossible for him to give up.

But as for what he wanted to do, Xiong Baiqing didn't know, if these people did something to him, then he would definitely not be able to escape, and he could only be thrown out directly.

How can he successfully register, if he can't even register, then he is not eligible to participate in the competition at all.

Xiong Baiqing, Du Pinghe, Ji Wufeng, and Bailiyang all looked at Biwan curiously.

When Biwan was about to approach the registration table, a few people who were originally engrossed in the struggle were reminded by Xiaoyao Xinlan's words, and directly focused all their attention on Biwan.

It was this man who was not a union who wanted to step in and be Elder Xiong's assistant;

It's this person who doesn't even have the talent for controlling the cultivation of arts, and wants to take a shortcut and go straight to the sky;

It's this waste, wanting to be an alchemist, it's an insult to an alchemist;

Several people besieged Biwan one after another, with disdain and contempt on their faces, as everyone slowly gathered around, Biwan did not panic, but reminded with a light smile: "You don't give in to each other, in the end I'm afraid that all of them won't be able to sign up, if you line up, maybe you can successfully sign up."

"Throw him out." One of them said coldly with disdain.

Biwan knew this person, and this person was the swarthy man from before.

"If you don't listen to good people, you will suffer in front of you." Biwan said helplessly, and walked directly towards the registration office.

The swarthy man took a direct arrow step and wanted to throw Biwan directly away, but his hand touched it again, but he was thrown out.

Everyone present didn't see what was going on at all, and they all looked at Biwan with a look of ignorance, isn't he a waste?

But if he really hides it deeply, how can he not fight back when he was bullied so much at the beginning?

The swarthy man who was thrown out couldn't figure out what was going on......