Full-time comprehension

Chapter 800 Winning
After everyone saw the elixir refined by Meng Fan, it was time to look at Lao Wen's apprentice Wen Cheng.

As a third-level alchemist, Wen Cheng was sent by the Alchemy Association to preside over all the affairs of the Alchemy Association here, so he was not representing himself but the entire Alchemy Association.

Originally, he was unwilling to conflict with these people, but his forbearance did not restrain them, but intensified them.

Facing the pressure of these people, Wen Cheng agreed to their challenge, because he was indeed better than that Meng Fan in terms of refining elixir.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Meng Fan had actually learned the alchemy technique.

Looking at the elixir refined by Meng Fan, Wen Cheng couldn't help but secretly worried. He knew that the elixir he refined was not as good as this Meng Fan's in terms of grade.

"Deacon Wen, it's time for you to show us the elixir you made!"

said the referee.

"Meng Fan, I didn't expect you to have the Alchemy Art, it's so deeply hidden!"

Wen Cheng gritted his teeth and said.

"Wencheng, don't say these are useless, let's take a look at the Great Gathering Pill you refined!"

Meng Fan sneered and said: "If you are afraid of losing face, you can admit defeat directly, but I should take the position of deacon, but before that, you have to say that your alchemist association has a false name, and it is better than us stragglers. !"

"Meng, don't you think you are a little shameless?"

Wen Cheng and the remaining alchemists from the Alchemy Association were extremely angry.

Especially Wen Cheng, he can do without this deacon, but he cannot regress when it comes to the honor of the Alchemist Association.

"Wencheng, don't talk about this, you should open your alchemy furnace first, or I will open it for you!"

The referee was about to make a move as he spoke.

"Senior, how can you let me open the alchemy furnace, let me open it for you!"

An abrupt voice sounded, and the referee glanced at Lu Ming. He didn't know him, but the tone of the other party's speech seemed to flatter him.

So the referee smiled and nodded: "Okay, it's really a child can be taught, then you can open this alchemy furnace!"

Lu Ming smiled at the referee and Meng Fan, and then went straight to the alchemy furnace without looking at Wen Cheng.

Bang bang bang!
Lu Ming gently patted the alchemy furnace: "It's a dream to make good medicine with this alchemy furnace!"

Lu Ming pointed at the alchemy furnace while talking, and even held up the alchemy furnace to have a look.

Although the referee and Meng Fan were a little annoyed when they saw that Lu Ming hadn't turned on the alchemy furnace for so long.

But they saw that Lu Ming kept burying Wencheng's alchemy furnace, so they suppressed the anger in their hearts and let Lu Ming talk to himself.

"My alchemy furnace was given to me by my master when I became a third-level alchemist. No matter how bad it is, it was given by my master, so you should put down my alchemy furnace!"

As a third-level alchemist, Wen Cheng's words were majestic.

However, Lu Ming was not affected at all, but he still put down the alchemy furnace.

"In this case, you should open this alchemy furnace!"

After saying that, Lu Ming left the alchemy furnace and left.

Wen Cheng knew that even if he failed, the alchemy furnace had to be turned on, so he took a deep breath, and then slowly opened the alchemy furnace.

"Then let me see how the Great Gathering Spirit Pill made by our Deacon Wen is!"

The referee put his hand into the alchemy furnace while talking.

"Not bad, there are seven elixir, although the number is one less, but the quality may be better than Master Meng's."

The referee touched the alchemy furnace with his hand and said.

"Really, then please take out all the pills I have refined!"

Wen Cheng suddenly said a little angrily, he knew the pills he made, obviously he made nine pills, but now it's good, there are seven pills.

But the referee misunderstood that Wen Cheng asked him to take out all the seven pills, which was exactly what the referee, Meng Fan and others wanted.

With a cry, the referee raised the alchemy furnace, and poured the furnace of pills into another tray with a single brain.

Sure enough, it was seven pills!
Looking at the seven elixirs, Wen Cheng was stunned. He was shocked that two elixirs were missing, but he was even more shocked by the grade of the seven elixirs!

Although he didn't test it himself, based on his experience, he can judge that none of the seven elixirs are of inferior quality.

In other words, his seven elixirs are at least of middle-grade quality, or even higher!

Don't say Wencheng, even the referee and Meng Fan have seen the quality of these pills!

"Why are you stunned, can't you see what kind of quality pill this is?"

Old Wen walked out from the crowd, he was more shocked than his apprentice Wen Cheng.

He knew that Lu Ming's level of alchemy was among the best in the entire Alchemist Association, but he never thought that Lu Ming's level of alchemy was so high.

Just casually patting it with your hands like that, the quality of this furnace of elixir changed.

"It's impossible, it's impossible!"

Meng Fan walked to the tray and picked up the pills to check them one by one.

"Medium quality, medium quality, top quality, medium quality, top quality, top quality, medium quality!"

Meng Fan stared blankly at these pills, "Three high-grade quality, four middle-grade quality, how is this possible, I clearly found out, you can only refine the Great Gathering Spirit Pill with middle-grade quality !"

"So you deliberately competed with Wen Cheng?"

Old Wen said angrily, seeing that Wen Cheng didn't come out to greet them just now, he was very angry, but now that someone is bullying his apprentice, he immediately feels distressed again.

"So what, what can you do to me?"

Meng Fan glanced at the referee beside him and suddenly became more confident: "I don't seem to have seen you before, who are you pointing fingers here?"

"He is my master!"

Wen Cheng said word by word.

"Your master?"

The referee exclaimed, "Deacon Wen from the Alchemist Association?"

"Yes, I am Wen Taichu from the Alchemist Association!"

"Hahaha, I have admired your name for a long time, and I am really lucky to meet you today, but it seems that I have nothing to do here, so I will leave!"

After the referee finished speaking, he was ready to slip away.

"I said you seem to have forgotten one thing!"

Wen Taichu sneered and said, "As a referee, it might not be good not to even mention the result."

The referee stopped in his tracks and looked helplessly at Meng Fan.

"This time, Wen Cheng from the Alchemy Association won the competition. Meng Fan will give Wen Cheng [-] points of your military achievements!"

It turned out that their bet was the position of deacon and [-] points of military merit. Now that Wen Cheng wins, he will naturally get [-] points of military merit.

Meng Fan reluctantly awarded Wen Cheng [-] points of military merit, and then he was about to leave!
"Stop, did I let you go?"

A voice sounded!
(End of this chapter)