At this moment, Sun Daoya was moving swiftly and smoothly.
It is conceivable that under this mask, there must be an extremely serious face.
Countless medicinal materials flew from Najie into the Nine Treasure Glazed Cauldron.
The number is dazzling, numbering in the thousands.
"It seems that the ninth-grade elixir does not require so many medicinal materials, right?"
Zheng Zhi felt a little dizzy and confused.
As far as he knew, although the ninth-grade elixir required a lot of medicinal materials, there were only more than a thousand kinds.
The maximum number will not exceed one thousand five hundred.
The number of Sun Daoya in front of him has exceeded two thousand.
Suddenly, he thought of a possibility, and his eyes suddenly opened: "Could it be that... he wants to refine a tenth-grade elixir?"
Good guy, this is about to challenge the limit!
Zheng Zhi was not the only one shocked.
All the spectators who witnessed this scene had shocked expressions.
Looking at the dazzling array of medicinal materials, many alchemists feel their scalps go numb.
"You are challenging a tenth-grade elixir on such an occasion, and you are not afraid of overturning the situation?"
A sarcastic voice sounded.
This is a skinny man.
There was a scar at the corner of his mouth, which made him look particularly ferocious when he smiled.
This is another top nine-level alchemy master named Jiugong!
This person is the chief alchemist of Nanting.
Of course, this person's character is not very good.
I heard that he once committed a crime such as massacre of a city and was hunted by countless forces, so he joined the South Courtyard to seek refuge.
The cause of the massacre was just that this guy wanted to steal the daughter of the city lord.
The city lord's daughter would rather die than surrender, which made him angry.
In anger, Jiugong slaughtered the entire city!
This guy is definitely a complete scumbag.
But aside from his character, this person's alchemy skills are still extremely outstanding.
Even Jiang Yue, who is also a ninth-grade alchemist, is far inferior to him in terms of alchemy skills.
Countless medicinal materials surround the Nine Palaces, with as many as one thousand four hundred and ninety-eight kinds.
This guy wants to refine the ninth-grade top elixir!
Jiang Yue also stopped holding back.
She looked serious and began to refine pills. Her momentum was not weaker than that of Jiugong.
Not only the three of them, but also six alchemists are also refining ninth-grade elixirs.
Most of these people are the chief alchemists of top forces!
At this stage of the competition, everyone's levels have been exposed.
Even if there are a few who have been hiding their clumsiness, they must try their best at this moment.
Zheng Zhi looked at these masters showing off their magical powers and suddenly felt inspired by Alexander.
Especially Sun Daoya!
If this person fails to refine the tenth-grade elixir, it would be easy to say, but if he succeeds...
Zheng Zhidun felt a lot of pressure.
He can't even guarantee whether he can win the championship if he cheats!
However, just when Zheng Zhi was about to communicate with the mysterious woman, a figure suddenly approached him.
Zheng Chen smiled and said: "Brother Zheng, what ranking are you planning to win this time?"
"What ranking do you want?"
Hearing the sarcasm in Zheng Chen's words, Zheng Zhi did not answer, but asked instead.
"With so many seniors here, I don't have that big ambition. What matters is participation."
Zheng Chen smiled slightly and said: "Even if I don't get the ranking, I am lucky to see so many masters refining alchemy with my own eyes."
This guy suddenly became humble.
Many eighth-grade and ninth-grade alchemists who were busy refining alchemy heard this and turned their heads to look.
He seemed very satisfied with Zheng Chen's attitude.
At this time, Zheng Chen said again: "Brother Zheng, you haven't answered my question yet."
"Be the champion!"
Zheng Zhi said casually.
"It's really ridiculous. Just you, you want to win the championship?"
As soon as Zheng Zhi's voice fell, a disdainful and mocking voice sounded.
The person who spoke was a seventh-grade alchemist.
Coincidentally, this seventh-grade alchemist was from the Ziyan Sect.
"That's it, don't think that you are invincible if you have strange fire. Even a young boy doesn't care how much he weighs."
Another alchemist from the Ziyan Sect echoed.
"At a young age, he speaks arrogant words."
"Boy, I admit that you are indeed quite talented in alchemy, but young people still have to be down-to-earth and take it step by step. If you aim too high, you will never achieve great things."
Many alchemists participating in the competition were brought up to speed and began to scold Zheng Zhi.
Even many viewers expressed dissatisfaction with Zheng Zhi.
The rhythm was successfully picked up by the alchemists of Ziyan Sect.
Seeing this, Bai Junyan also frowned slightly.
When he looked at Zheng Zhi, he also lost a trace of goodwill.
He couldn't fault Zheng Zhi's talent, but if he was too crazy, he would never get far.
"Haha, you heard everyone looks at you like this, right?"
Seeing this response, Zheng Chen achieved his goal and smiled lightly.
"Having heard this, is Saint Zheng Chen still satisfied?"
However, Zheng Zhi was neither annoyed nor angry and asked calmly.
"Huh, you're still so crazy now. I'll see how you end it later."
Seeing that Zheng Zhi was not angry, Zheng Chen felt a little unbalanced and snorted coldly: "I am going to refine the seventh-grade soul elixir. If you can surpass me, I, the Holy Son, will obey you."
However, facing Zheng Chen's words, Zheng Zhi did not even look at him.
Instead, he raised his head to the sky and said: "I have never regarded you as a rival. Surpassing you is not something worth showing off to me."
Contempt!
Naked contempt!
"you……"
Zheng Chen was speechless and his expression froze.
In the end, he could only snort coldly: "Then I'll have to wait and see."
He asked someone to set the pace, but instead he made himself very angry.
This made him feel as if he was punching the air with his fist, which was aggrieved.
Zheng Zhi was too lazy to pay attention to him, and instead communicated with the mysterious woman: "Sister, what are you practicing for?"
As for the sarcasm and scolding around him, he simply ignored it.
"Didn't you just say those harsh words in a very strong way?
Since you are so powerful, why are you asking me?"
The mysterious woman joked.
"That's right."
Zheng Zhi looked ashamed, and then smiled brightly: "Isn't it because of my sister? If I didn't have my sister, I wouldn't dare to be so arrogant if I had 10,000 more courage!"