Volume II Unreal World Chapter 142

If you can't stop him, then drag him to death! This is Zhuo Fan's plan since he knew the rules from the beginning when he competed in the third round of Dan.

Anyway, this time the comparison is speed. As long as the old guy's alchemy speed is slowed down, it will be difficult for him to be shortlisted.

With a yin smile, Zhuo Fan looked at the old man again. But now that the Poisonous Medicine King has understood his tricks, how can he be fooled again?

At this moment, he is speeding up, racing against time to concoct pills. However, worthy of being the No. 1 Poisonous Medicine King in Tianyu, with concentration, the speed of this alchemy is almost as fast as a white horse, but in just a few breaths, all the remaining medicinal materials are refined into medicinal liquid.

Next, it is condensed into a pill shape.

Zhuo Fan couldn't help but raise his brows, and Zhuo Fan was in no hurry. Some things, even if people know it's wrong, they can't help themselves, but they have to do it. Just because of this matter, they are interested, and the poisonous hand medicine king is no exception.

"Cough, cough..." With a light cough, after clearing his throat, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "Old Yan, I think you are a piece of alchemy material, so I will tell you that I was in the second round, when refining medicinal materials, Use the trick of the Nine Heavens Dragon Claws."

He couldn't help but pricked up his ears, although he clearly knew that this was Zhuo Fan's conspiracy, and also understood that the so-called tricks Zhuo Fan said were absolutely false, but as an alchemist, after seeing such a strange alchemy technique After that, I still couldn't help but explore.

In this way, the rudimentary form of the medicinal pill, which could have been condensed in the next moment and breathed, was stagnant in an instant. His speed was actually held back by Zhuo Fan.

He laughed dumbly in his heart, but Zhuo Fan still had a serious look on his face: "Well, what about this Nine Heavens Dragon Claw? As the name suggests, it has a dragon character in it and a claw character. Naturally, you have to bend your palms into dragon claws first. type……"

Aren't you fucking bullshit!

The King of Poison and Medicine's conspiracy against Zhuo Fan is like a mirror in his heart, and he never wants to listen to his nonsense again. However, he couldn't control his ears.

As soon as he heard a topic about the secret technique of alchemy, he couldn't help stopping and wanted to listen carefully. But when it reached his ears, it was still Zhuo Fan's innocuous clichés and a load of nonsense.

For this reason, he was about to cry, wishing to cut off his two unsatisfactory ears.

There was no other way, he had to look at Xiaoya on the display stand, and like a child complaining, he made a small report: "Judging, this boy has been hindering the old man's alchemy!"

"What, Master Song hindered your alchemy? How did he hinder?" Xiaoya was stunned and asked in confusion.

His cheeks couldn't help turning red, the Poison Hand Medicine King pondered for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "This kid has been chatting in the ear of the old man, making the old man uneasy!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire field fell silent in an instant, and then, a burst of laughter suddenly erupted!

As an alchemist, the most important thing is your state of mind. If you say a few words, you can't make alchemy. What kind of alchemy is that? Can this be the number one alchemist in Tianyu?

Everyone present pouted their lips in disdain, and looked at the Poison Hand Medicine King with full of ridicule. This has never happened before.

But how do they know that the words Zhuo Fan said were all directed to the strongest desire in his heart. Even if he didn't want to listen, he couldn't control his ears.

Don't say it's the king of poisonous hands, it's the same for anyone.

And listening to the wild laughter of the crowd, the Poison Hand Medicine King's cheeks couldn't help turning even more red. This time, he lost all his old face.

Xiaoya slapped her cheeks unknowingly, and said with a bit of tears and laughter: "Old Yan, you are not a child. Do you want to sue me for this trivial matter?"

"That's right, I'm just chatting with him to enhance our relationship, what's there to tell?" Zhuo Fan didn't think it was a big deal at all, and was still gagging beside him.

This made everyone burst into laughter!

After taking a few deep breaths, the anger in his heart was calmed down, and the poisonous hand medicine king shouted to Xiaoya: "Little girl, as a judge, you don't care about this matter? Otherwise, the old man will throw this kid himself. go out!"

"Okay, okay, can I handle it?" Xiaoya shook her head helplessly, looked at Zhuo Fan, and smiled apologetically: "Master Song, please understand Yan Lao's alchemy habits, stop talking, or please first Take a break at the VIP table, okay?"

Brows couldn't help but raise, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but pouted: "Okay, I'll give you face, don't talk about it!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Fan really closed his mouth and didn't say a word again. In an instant, the poisonous hand medicine king felt that the whole world was quiet. Looking at the other people, most of them had reached the point of becoming a pill, but he still hadn't even made the prototype of the pill.

So he hurriedly stepped up the speed, gathered all the medicinal liquids together, and turned into a pill shape.

"The fifth-grade medicinal pill was successfully refined!"

There was another high cry, and another person finished refining. So far, seven people have entered the Dan Wang finals.

The Poisonous Hand Medicine King wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. However, he was still a little apprehensive in his heart, afraid that this kid would make some trouble again.

Therefore, in addition to alchemy, he is still distracted to observe Zhuo Fan's every move. However, at this time, Zhuo Fan seemed to be quite well-behaved, never saying a word or even looking at him, as if he had already given up on his plan to obstruct him.

Hmph, this kid must be pretending again! The old man had been fooled by him before, so he could take advantage of it. This time the old man must be more cautious. The more indifferent this kid is, the more likely he is looking for the old man's negligence.

To repeat the trick!

Squinting his eyes slightly, the Poison Hand Medicine King sneered in his heart, and at the same time the string in his heart was always tight.

Old man, I won't be the second time!

"Judgment, I have finished refining!"

Another shout rang out, and the eighth person was shortlisted.

The Poisonous Hand Medicine King took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm, the flame in his hand was still steady. The more this time, the more calm the state of mind.

Seeing that the medicine pill in his hand had completely transformed into a pill shape, the Poisonous Hand Medicine King gritted his teeth and became tenacious. This has come to the most critical time, and we must not fail.

Squinting from time to time to Zhuo Fan, who was still motionless, the Poison Hand Medicine King carefully refined the medicine pill in his hand.

Soon, he came to the last step, and he was just short of the last fierce fire to completely condense the medicinal pill and turn it into a spiritual pill, and you were done.

But it seemed to return to the first time he was destroyed by Zhuo Fan's sneeze, so he became extremely cautious. He must never be defeated twice in the same place.

The poisonous hand medicine king's pupils condensed, and he shouted loudly in his heart, and the flame in his hand suddenly intensified.

However, at this moment, a voice like a nightmare sounded again.

A sneeze!

It was the sneeze again, and the poisonous hand medicine king couldn't help but shuddered, hurriedly flicked his sleeves to protect the flame, turned his body and turned his back to Zhuo Fan.

However, this fright made his state of mind tremble uncontrollably, and the flame in his hand trembled. Fortunately, he has been a master of alchemy for many years and has rich experience, so he hurriedly stabilized his mood, and did not refine the pills at this critical step.

Taking a long breath, the poisonous hand medicine king wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and turned his head to look at Zhuo Fan.

But I saw that he didn't sneeze in his direction, but rubbed his nose, as if nothing had happened.

It seems that he also noticed the eyes of the old guy, Zhuo Fan turned his head to look, raised his brows, and scolded: "What are you looking at, I didn't say anything to disturb you!"

His lips twitched for a long time, and the Poison Hand Medicine King was angry, but he couldn't say it for a long time. You didn't make a sound to disturb the old man, but standing here is the biggest disturbance to the old man.

At this moment, the Poison Hand Medicine King felt extremely tired. This is not physical fatigue, it is mental fatigue. He has traveled across the continent for so many years, and he has never felt so tired.

In addition to alchemy, but also maintain such a high degree of tension for a long time, who can stand it?

In this regard, he really had to write a letter to Zhuo Fan. Over the past few decades, Zhuo Fan is really the number one who can force his poisonous drug king Yan Song to this degree.

It seemed that he could see Master's embarrassment, and Yan Fu was already dumbfounded. He has never seen a master who has always been ruthless and ruthless, being regulated to such an extent that he cannot advance or retreat.

Looking at the first person again, Zhuo Fan, who always had an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

Tao Daniang was unspeakably happy when she saw Yan Song collapsed. Chu Qingcheng looked at Zhuo Fan, who could easily play Yan Song with applause, and his eyes were full of love.

Everyone on the main stage was already laughing.

This Yan Song is a poisonous medicine king that makes the seventh family fearful, but today it is in the hands of a fledgling kid who has repeatedly fallen over and over again, which is really pleasing.

But everyone also knows that this kid is not an ordinary person, and if they are replaced, it is estimated that they will be treated even worse.

The poisonous drug king is against the demon Zhuo Fan, after all, this drug king can't match the demon. They can only sigh, Yan Song is the wicked man's own grind. To deal with a wicked person like him, only Zhuo Fan, a demon that is a hundred times more evil than him, can do it.

At this moment, only Huang Pu Qingyun, who was in the VIP room on the east side, was waiting, looking at the frightened and trembling look of the Poison Hand Medicine King, and was extremely anxious.

If this old boy loses, it will be very difficult to get the Bodhi fibrous root!

Taking a deep breath, the Poisonous Hand Medicine King looked at the medicine pill in his hand, and he was only one step away from completing it, trying to calm himself down.

He understands the thoughts of all parties, so, like Zhuo Fan, he must not lose.

Zhuo Fan lost, he had to give his head and hands. If he loses, not only will his reputation be ruined, but how can the Emperor Sect spare him?

Thinking of this, the poisonous hand medicine king's pupils condensed, and the flame in his hand suddenly increased. And that dripping pill, also in the strong flame, instantly burst into a strange brilliance.

The poisonous hand medicine king's eyes were bright, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised in a hopeful arc.

It is finally over, and this exhausting refining can finally be ended. This time, alchemy is really fucking tired...

bump!

Suddenly, a loud noise resounded in the ears of the poisonous hand medicine king. The poisonous hand medicine king was startled, the flame in his hand suddenly trembled, and then it exploded with a bang.

The King of Poison and Medicine didn't pay attention, and the beard's eyebrows were scorched again. And the spirit pill that was about to be born was also turned into ashes at this moment!

The Poison Hand Medicine King was stunned for a while, stiffened his body, turned his head again, and looked at the place where the sound came from. There, Zhuo Fan scratched his head embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "Hey hey... I'm sorry, I just couldn't hold back, I farted, isn't it too loud?"

hiss!

The poisonous hand medicine king's body shook violently, looking at Zhuo Fan's smiling face, his charred beard and eyebrows fluttering in the wind, but he was so angry that he couldn't say a word...