Seeing that Chen Feng threw all the materials into the Tiandan Ding in one go, the surrounding monks all showed a speechless expression. And Mo Zhitong, the president of the Linshan City Alchemist Union, and Duan Tianshang, the city lord of Linshan City, were sweating nervously.

Is this Chen Feng really playing too much? Could it be that he felt that he had no hope of victory, so he simply gave up?

"That's not right!" Suddenly, Sai Qisheng said lightly: "Look, Chen Feng played a fire control hand!"

Although Sai Qisheng lost, the contempt just now also showed his strength, and he was definitely the best among the alchemists present, which convinced many people. As soon as his words fell, everyone's attention shifted to Chen Feng's fingers.

I saw Chen Feng's hands dancing wildly, and between the ten fingers, one after another mysterious lines were punched into the Tiandan Ding by him.

As these lines were penetrated by him, the surging flames in the Danding that day seemed to have turned into a well-trained army, and with Chen Feng's command, it became merely orderly.

"It's really strange that such a miraculous fire control hand can control the flames to such a situation!" a fourth-level alchemy master let out a sigh of relief, and sweat rolled down his head. Just now, he laughed at Chen Feng the most, and now when he saw Chen Feng's fire control hand, he couldn't laugh at it in his heart.

"Yes, this fire control hand is extremely mysterious, with my understanding of Dan Dao, I also feel dizzy, I think it is very advanced. But I don't know where this Chen Feng learned it, could it be that he is also a certain son in the Tianma County Alchemist Association?" another fourth-level alchemist guessed in a low voice.

"Absolutely not!" Sai Qisheng categorically vetoed. The Guanghan City Alchemist Guild where he works is a third-level trade union, and it is inextricably linked with the Tianma County Federation of Trade Unions. With his understanding of the Federation of Trade Unions, there is no power surnamed Lin. After a pause, Sai Qisheng said solemnly: "But then again, with such a magical fire control hand, it is really possible for this Chen Feng to succeed in refining the Little Creation Pill." It seems that the outcome is still unknown!"

His words immediately aroused the approval of many people, but most alchemists still thought that Ming Hao would win. After all, Ming Hao had said before that he had already reached the level of a fifth-level alchemist. And Chen Feng is too young to think that he will not be a fifth-level alchemist, so it is estimated that nine out of nine will fail in refining the Daluo Golden Immortal-level elixir!

But having said that, everyone closed their mouths in amusement, and no one laughed at Chen Feng anymore.

With the passage of time, these alchemists have also immersed themselves in the alchemy atmosphere of the two alchemists on the stage, after all, observing the alchemy of others will also have a lot of insights.

In the blink of an eye, an hour has passed.

Your last medicinal herb Ming Hao has also entered his alchemy furnace, which means that Ming Hao has completed the two steps of refining and fusing the medicinal herbs. Next, the most important part is to condense the medicinal liquid, and through the power of flames, all the medicinal properties are perfectly combined to achieve a peculiar effect.

This step is the most important and the most error-prone. Once there is any small mistake, the elixir refined will not be effective, or the refining will fail directly, and all the essence of the liquid medicine will turn into ashes, and even the fryer may not be able to say.

Ming Hao was completely immersed in refining, and even temporarily closed the five senses, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

And Chen Feng was still constantly fighting one fire control hand after another, because he was using the method of mixing, so the others didn't know where he had got.

Everyone held their breath, looking at the two alchemists on the stage, although they were fascinated in their hearts, they didn't dare to make the slightest sound, for fear of affecting the performance of the two alchemists.

However, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense. Because the step of condensing the medicinal liquid also indicates that the alchemist is about to finish refining.

In the blink of an eye, another three quarters of an hour had passed. The atmosphere at the scene was even more tense. Because, Ming Hao's movements on the stage suddenly slowed down at the moment, and this performance was a harbinger of the imminent Chengdan.

"It seems that in terms of time, Master Minghao is still one step faster!" someone said regretfully: "Chen Feng is overconfident after all, and he actually began to vainly try to let Master Minghao spend a quarter of an hour, and now I am afraid that he will reap the consequences." ”

"Yes, but this Master Chen Feng is also powerful, and he has not failed to refine it so far, and it seems that most of them can successfully refine this furnace of small Creation Pill. If he was really allowed to refine successfully, Master Chen Feng would be 100% able to be promoted to a fifth-level alchemist. The other person showed adoration, and Chen Feng's performance made them no longer dare to underestimate it.

"Drink—"

A soft drink came from the stage, but he saw that Ming Hao's eyes suddenly exploded, and his hands slammed into a hand-to-hand decision.

Suddenly, his alchemy furnace buzzed and vibrate, as if there was a powerful being trying to break out of the furnace.

"Give it to me!" Ming Hao shouted again, his hands slammed into his hands.

I saw three jasper-like rays of light suddenly rising into the sky, as if they were about to break out of Ming Hao's control.

"Give it to me!" Ming Hao drank sharply, and the immortal yuan in his whole body rose to the sky, and the coercion of the early stage of Da Luo Jin Immortal was fully revealed, making the faces of many of the monks present change, and the cultivation was weak, and they were almost unstable on their feet.

Then, the three immortal yuan big hands rose into the sky, grabbed a jasper light each, and dragged it down fiercely!

"In the end, it was Minghao who took the lead in completing it. Sai Qisheng sighed lightly, showing regret.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard an exclamation: "No, Master Chen Feng is also done!"

Sai Qisheng's heart suddenly suddenly, and his eyes shot directly at Chen Feng, but he saw that Chen Feng was also playing a decisive battle at this moment, and suddenly, five jasper rays of light rose to the sky.

"There are five of them!" someone exclaimed.

Sai Qisheng frowned: "No, these five jasper rays are very dim, and it seems that the quality is not high." However, Chen Feng's ability to refine successfully also indicates that he has the strength of a fifth-level alchemist!"

In the Tiandan Ding, five jasper rays of light slowly leaped out, not as energetic as Ming Hao, but like a docile little sheep, Chen Feng just made a move, and he flew over automatically.

"Hey, there is still suspense in this competition of refining time!" Sai Qisheng's eyebrows moved, and he saw Chen Feng with a big hand, grabbed all the five blue lights at once, and then took out a jade bottle, put it in it, and corked it.

"How is it possible!" Ming Hao's eyes widened angrily: "How can he be faster than me!"

As soon as the words fell, his Immortal Yuan big hand also happened to pull the three jasper Xuanguang in front of him, and they were collected by Ming Hao.

"Ha, in terms of refining time, Master Chen Feng has won!" In the audience, Mo Zhitong suddenly cheered excitedly: "Master Chen Feng has finished collecting the pill first, and he has already won Master Minghao in time!"

There was silence in the audience, and many people nodded in agreement with their mouths wide open.

Indeed, in terms of time, Chen Feng really won!