A god-level alchemist, starting by manually crafting forbidden pills.

The outer training ground was bustling with noise.

On the arena, the two disciples clashed fiercely, exchanging blows and flashing with spiritual energy.

Zhang Tie arrived just as the previous match was ending.

The officiant presiding over the martial arts demonstration announced loudly, "Next match: Zhang Tie from the outer sect versus Zhao Mang!"

Zhang Tie touched the jade bottle in his arms, raised his eyes and smiled, and walked to the edge of the arena to prepare.

Zhao Mang was burly and half a head taller than Zhang Tie, and he made no attempt to conceal his cultivation level of the third level of Qi Refining.

He glanced at Zhang Tie below the stage, "There's no need to compete, you're no match for me."

Zhang Tie ignored him and leaped onto the arena.

The steward gave the order.

Zhao Mang launched the first attack, his fist striking Zhang Tiemian's door with immense force, the sound of the wind echoing through the air.

They are the Four Outer Disciples, each with their own area of ​​expertise, known as the Four Paths.

Light, heavy, slow, fast.

Zhao Mang mainly cultivates the Dao of heaviness, which is characterized by its imposing force and weight, while he focuses on lightness, emphasizing elegance and grace.

Knowing he couldn't win a direct confrontation, Zhang Tie avoided direct confrontation, using his agile movements to dodge attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

In the blink of an eye, the two were locked in combat, the sounds of their clash drawing gasps of admiration from the onlookers.

Zhao Mang's attacks were wide and sweeping, and his spiritual power was clearly greater than Zhang Tiexiong's. After several unavoidable clashes, Zhang Tiexiong's blood and qi surged and his arms went numb.

He was about to be forced into a corner of the ring, with all his escape routes blocked. His advantage in movement was completely gone, and defeat was imminent.

Zhang Tie gritted his teeth, seized an opening, and risked taking another punch from Zhao Mang. He quickly took out the jade bottle and stuffed the dark pink pill into his mouth.

The heat generated by the medicine surged to the limbs and bones.

The spiritual energy he consumed recovered at an unprecedented speed, far exceeding his usual cultivation and absorption of spiritual energy.

"It really works!"

Zhang Tie was overjoyed.

He felt a surge of power throughout his body, and his previously limp arms regained their strength.

"what?"

Hiding behind the crowd, Luo Fan squinted and observed carefully; the effect seemed quite good...

It seems that broken stove has some merit.

Luo Fan stroked his chin, about to continue observing, but the next second, he twitched his eye.

Zhao Mang, who was launching a fierce attack, suddenly froze.

He pointed at Zhang Tie, horrified, and exclaimed, "What...what kind of pill did you take?!"

Not only him, but many disciples watching from below the stage also let out low gasps and snickers.

Amidst his confusion, Zhang Tie finally realized something was amiss.

Two warm, itchy sensations came from my nostrils; when I touched them, my fingertips were stained with bright red blood.

I had a nosebleed!

"puff--"

Luo Fan, who was hiding in the shadows, almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

What the hell!

What the hell is this?

Is the body unable to tolerate tonics?

But that's not all, the Invincible Supreme Bone of the Universe has also awakened!

Zhang Tie, standing on the stage, stiffly looked around. Some of the female disciples covered their eyes, some opened their small, round mouths wide, and some had their pretty faces flushed.

Among the male disciples, some were stunned, while others suppressed laughter, their shoulders trembling.

I got scammed!

Zhang Tie realized that he had been tricked by Luo Fan. The pill was definitely not made by Elder Li. He had been used as a guinea pig by that guy!

Gan!

That scoundrel Luo Fan has gone too far in bullying me!

We vow to grind them to dust, and then grind them to dust again!

It's a disaster!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he truly broke down, utterly embarrassed to the extreme, becoming the epitome of awkwardness.

Zhang Tie's face turned a deep purplish-red, and he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground!

"Hahahaha! Zhang Tie! You can't beat them, so you take aphrodisiacs?!"

Zhao Mang, who was opposite him, recovered from his shock and laughed until his stomach hurt. His hand, which was pointing at him, trembled.

"Have you no shame? You don't want it, but I do! Hahaha!"

Upon seeing this, the elder in charge of the martial arts demonstration couldn't help but twitch his old face, finding it unbearable to look at.

"I...I didn't! I didn't!"

Zhang Tie panicked and explained, extremely embarrassed, "I'll sue you for defamation! You've defamed me!"

He covered his groin with both hands, wishing he could shrink his neck into his robe and become a hidden ostrich.

Seeing this, the audience burst into laughter, with various discussions and whistles rising and falling.

"Haha, Zhang Tie really went all out!"

"Taking aphrodisiacs to win, how classy! Hahaha..."

"Hey bro! Where did you buy your medicine? Share with me!"

"..."

Zhang Tie almost fainted on the spot.

Luo Fan, the instigator, silently shrank back and quietly withdrew from the crowd.

I'm outta here...

This medicine is incredibly potent!

Luckily, they found a guinea pig to test it on beforehand; the real fear is that Zhang Tie might turn around and kill him...

In order to save his life, Luo Fan made up his mind and went to ask Senior Sister Bai for help.

Senior Sister Bai is a kind-hearted person and would never stand by and watch him be bullied.

Before long, Luo Fan ran far away, fearing that he would be caught on the spot and expelled from the sect.

On the arena.

Zhang Tie, already dead from laughing, became even more dead from laughing, while Zhao Mang, who was laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight, still couldn't stand up straight.

"Zhang Tie, you've really made us Four Outer Disciples proud!"

He finally managed to stop laughing, his face full of contempt and schadenfreude. "I think the name of the Four Heroes is a disgrace to us. Today I'm kicking you out!"

boom!

Cracks appeared on the floor beneath his feet. Zhao Mang sprang to his feet and unleashed his signature move.

Mountain-Splitting Fist!

If that punch had landed, Zhang Tie would have been bedridden for months.

"It's over!"

Not only would they have lost face, but being knocked off the stage would have been an even greater disgrace.

Seeing the fist coming at him, Zhang Tie, filled with shame and indignation, let out an angry roar.

His fist was imbued with powerful spiritual energy, surpassing the limits of the third level of Qi Refining.

boom!

The two fists collided, producing a dull thud.

The pain he expected did not come; instead, the aggressive Zhao Mang was forced to retreat seven or eight steps.

He barely managed to steady himself at the edge of the ring, his entire right arm aching and numb, trembling as if he had been electrocuted.

The room fell silent for a moment; the laughter stopped abruptly, and everyone stared wide-eyed.

Zhang Tie himself was stunned. When did he acquire such strength?

Until he looked inward at his dantian, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he realized that he had broken through the bottleneck of his cultivation.

"Qi Refinement Level 4! Zhang Tie has broken through!"

"Holy crap! How is this possible! Zhao Mang has the deepest foundation; if anyone should break through, it should be him first!"

"Could that thing not be an aphrodisiac, but some kind of miracle cure?"

All eyes were on Zhang Tie, their expressions shifting from disdain and ridicule to shock and disbelief.

Zhao Mang steadied his blood and qi, his face showing surprise and uncertainty.

He was certain that it was not an aphrodisiac. The strange behavior he had experienced earlier must have been due to Zhang Tie's inability to withstand the powerful effects of the drug, which caused the temporary condition.

At this moment, Zhang Tie also recovered from his extreme embarrassment. This was a golden opportunity for him to save face and even turn his life around.

He looked at Zhao Mang, his fighting spirit blazing, "This time, you won't have another chance!"

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Zhang Tie stopped dodging and instead took the initiative to attack.

He used his superior agility to get close to Zhao Mang and then threw a simple, direct punch.

Zhao Mang hastily launched an attack, but with a fourth-level Qi Refining expert against a third-level one, it was a qualitative crushing defeat!

He flew out of the ring, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"The winner is Zhang Tie!"

The steward was stunned for a moment before announcing loudly, "You may leave the stage to rest. Next, Wang Zhong will face Li Huan."

"No need."

Zhang Tie stood in the center of the arena. Although there was still blood on the front of his robe, no one dared to laugh at him anymore.

Strength is the best fig leaf; he glanced at the other two of the Four Heroes.

"I can let both of you come at me."

He pointed at Wang Zhong and Li Huan, eager to wash away the humiliation he had just suffered with a more exhilarating battle.