Chapter 487 I Said You Are Going to Lose

It can be said that a slight mistake can lead to a huge error.

It all depends on the alchemist's perception and control.

I don't know how many people have been stumped by this skill.

But Yi Junhao is very familiar with the refining of Bingling Pill.

In less than a cup of tea, he picked out the herbs he needed and put them into the alchemy cauldron.

When he looked up, he saw Ye Xinghe standing there, motionless.

He couldn't help but feel happy: "This time, I will definitely win!"

He looked at Ye Xinghe and mocked loudly: "Ye Xinghe, are you stupid?"

"Don't you even remember the recipe of Bingling Pill?"

"Or can you even recognize the herbs on the medicine shelf?"

"You dare to say that you are an alchemist?"

And on the surrounding stands, many people were attracted by Yi Junhao's words.

Seeing this, they were all talking about it.

"Isn't this the genius alchemist Ye Xinghe?"

"Why doesn't he even select the herbs?"

"After all, he is a lowly person from a small place. He has never seen such a scene before. He must have been scared silly!"

"Genius?

Obviously a fool!"

Their eyes were full of suspicion and contempt.

It can be seen that he is indeed very powerful.

His technique is quite skillful and he refines it very quickly.

He glanced at Ye Xinghe and saw that Ye Xinghe was still there without moving, which made him even more proud.

He showed off his skills intentionally, and his technique became more and more gorgeous, like a butterfly flying through flowers.

And in the lingering of his fingertips and the flying of flames.

A strong medicinal fragrance also floated out from the alchemy cauldron.

Obviously, the Ice Spirit Pill he refined has gradually begun to take shape and exudes the medicinal fragrance.

The crowd cheered and said, "I told you, Yi Junhao is very strong."

"Yes, his alchemy level can at least rank in the top 50 in this new alchemist competition."

"Yes, the top 50 is already a very high level."

"Yes, you should know that the participants this time are young talents from seven or eight counties around."

Everyone kept praising him.

The smile on Yi Junhao's face was getting bigger and bigger.

He glanced at Ye Xinghe with unspeakable pride and disdain.

He just opened his mouth and said lightly: "Ye Xinghe, actually, I shouldn't have said bad things to you just now."

"I should have ignored you directly!"

He raised his chin and was extremely proud: "You and I are not people of the same level at all."

"Comparing you to me is humiliating me."

Ye Xinghe was surprised: "It's not over yet, is it?"

"Oh, is it?"

Ye Xinghe smiled lazily and suddenly stretched.

He looked at Yi Junhao and smiled and spit out four words: "You are going to lose."

"What?"

After hearing this, Yi Junhao was stunned for a moment.

And everyone was also shocked.

Looking at each other, not knowing what Ye Xinghe meant.

The next moment, Yi Junhao burst into laughter: "Ye Xinghe, are you crazy?"

"I'm almost done refining it now. I'll be able to do it in a hundred breaths at most."

"And you, you haven't even started selecting herbs yet!"

He pointed at Ye Xinghe, gritted his teeth and laughed sinisterly: "You still say I'm going to lose?

You're crazy, right?"

"That's right."

There was also a whistling sound from the crowd below the stage.

"Is Ye Xinghe a little mentally ill?"

"A person like this can participate in the Alchemist Conference. Is he here to embarrass himself?"

After a long while, Yi Junhao suddenly sneered and stared at Ye Xinghe: "I still have a cup of tea to practice it."

"You actually said I lost?"

"That's right."

Ye Xinghe smiled slightly and repeated these four words again: "You are going to lose."

Then, he suddenly turned around and looked at the medicinal materials in front of him, and said lightly: "Watch me!"

After saying that, he slapped his hand hard on the wooden table, and the force suddenly surged out.

Then, his right hand made a vague move in the air.

The next moment, everyone saw that Ye Xinghe had more than ten kinds of medicinal materials in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Yi Junhao's heart jumped immediately.

It turned out that he found that the medicinal materials selected by Ye Xinghe were a total of seventeen kinds.

They were the medicinal materials for refining Bingling Pills! "He picked out the herbs so quickly?"

"It took less than two breaths, right?"

Just now, Yi Junhao spent nearly a hundred breaths just to pick out these herbs.

And now, Ye Xinghe picked them all out in just a moment, without any mistakes! Yi Junhao's eyes were uncertain: "Could it be that this kid..." In his eyes, Ye Xinghe moved like flowing water.

Directly put these herbs into the alchemy cauldron.

Then, he clapped his hands under the alchemy cauldron, and a handful of flames quietly surged.

His movements were not extremely fast, nor were they fancy.

But they were as simple and efficient as flowing clouds and water.

It made people feel indescribably comfortable when watching, as if there was no unnecessary movement.

After ten breaths, everyone saw it.

In Ye Xinghe's alchemy cauldron, a treasure fragrance was slowly seeping out.

Those herbs had all been refined into liquid medicine.

Seeing this, the disdainful and mocking look on everyone's faces had quietly dissipated and turned into a look of surprise! "This speed is a bit fast."

"Yes, and the movements are very clean and neat, flowing clouds and water, and it is very comfortable to watch."

"You can tell at a glance that he has a lot of experience!"

"Could it be that we have seen it wrong before?"

Someone even calculated it and was shocked! "Just now, Yi Junhao spent more than ten times as much time as Ye Xinghe from selecting the herbs to refining the liquid medicine!"

"Ye Xinghe's speed is so fast."

Hearing the discussion of the crowd, Yi Junhao's face turned pale.

But he has always been arrogant, how can he admit that he is not as good as Ye Xinghe?

He gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "So what if it is refined into liquid medicine?"

"Mine will be successfully refined in a hundred breaths at most!"

"I don't believe you can refine it within a hundred breaths."

He gritted his teeth, and his hands kept pushing the flames, speeding up his movements, trying to refine the pill quickly.

Ye Xinghe didn't even look at him, completely ignoring him.

He only saw him tapping his hands and constantly controlling the alchemy cauldron.

Time passed by, and the medicinal fragrance in Ye Xinghe's alchemy cauldron became more and more intense.

Finally, after another ten breaths,

Ye Xinghe suddenly laughed loudly, and reached out to slap the lid of the alchemy cauldron.

Suddenly, the lid of the alchemy cauldron flew out.

A strong and fresh medicinal fragrance wafted out.

A pill the size of a longan flew out directly from it.