Everyone else refined only one type of medicine, but Mu Feng refined two types of medicine, which surprised everyone in Tianyao Valley.
"Feng Mu, the elixir you refined can obviously cure the Black Annihilation Disease, but what is the use of this powder?"
Mu Feng smiled and said slowly: "Although the elixir can cure the black annihilation disease, the dark spots on the body cannot be eliminated, so the medicinal powder I refined can get rid of the dark spots."
These words made everyone look back in shock. Just being able to cure diseases is very powerful. He can even take care of the dark spots on people's bodies. This is a real doctor!
Teng Mo looked very satisfied, nodded repeatedly and said: "Okay, okay, thoughtful, gratifying, but I am very curious, from which master did you inherit your medical skills?"
Mu Feng thought for a while, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with saying Xu Lang's name, so he said calmly: "The Holy Doctor with Ghost Hands, Xu Lang!"
Many demon clans are very unfamiliar with this name. After all, Xu Lang is a human, but Teng Mo's expression changed, and then he said clearly: "No wonder, it turns out you are his apprentice."
It seemed that Teng Mo knew Xu Lang and knew Xu Lang's abilities.
The second competition didn't end until sunset. The people from Tianyao Valley finally fed Mu Feng's elixir to the bull demon and applied the powder to him. The effect was indeed remarkable.
This time there are even fewer people who can advance, leaving only the other two and Mu Feng competing for the victory in tomorrow's final game.
That night, several elders of the Pier clan came to Mu Feng's room happily, but when they saw Mu Feng's weak appearance, they all fell silent again.
How much does Mu Feng look like Pei Chen now? The difference is that Mu Feng took the initiative to be infected with the poison of air evil, and is still struggling to survive.
Today's refining of medicine has further worsened his condition, and even a look of death appears between his brows.
The elders guarded Mu Feng's room so that Mu Feng could rest peacefully.
In this way, the third competition finally came.
Although there were two other doctors who were promoted, the sudden appearance of Mu Feng, a dark horse, made these two doctors nervous.
Today's Mu Feng is even more miserable than yesterday. He can only sit on the ground, his body is loose, and anyone can tell that something is wrong.
Before the competition started, Teng Mo asked with concern: "Feng Mu, it seems that you are contaminated with poison and your death is imminent. Do you want us to take a look at you first?"
Mu Feng smiled bitterly: "Thank you Valley Master for your kindness, but I believe there is nothing you can do, so you should start quickly."
Several doctors from Tianyao Valley did not believe in evil and came to Mu Feng to check, their expressions gradually becoming serious.
In the end, even Teng Mo left the field in person and examined Mu Feng's body. He was equally shocked: "You are already like this, and you still continue to participate in the competition? Even if you win, you won't live long."
Mu Feng shook his head and smiled: "Valley Master, don't worry, I have a way to detoxify it, but I need to win the competition before I can ask for something from your Tianyao Valley."
"Oh? Can it be saved?" Teng Mo was stunned for a moment. He had never seen this kind of poison. He had only seen it in ancient books, but there was no way to detoxify it.
Even he, the owner of Tianyao Valley, is powerless, but a human can actually save her?
"I won't joke with my own life. Valley Master, please start quickly."
Mu Feng spoke a little lightly, as if he might fall down at any time.
Teng Mo stopped talking nonsense, he also wanted to see how Mu Feng could save himself.
"Today is the last competition. It tests the doctors' ability to adapt to circumstances and draw inferences from one case to another. Each of you has dozens of spiritual materials in front of you, more than half of which are poisonous."
"You need to select materials from these spiritual materials to refine the medicine. The higher the quality and better the effect of the final medicine, the winner will be the winner!"
The other two doctors looked down and saw that there were indeed a lot of spiritual materials, but most of them were poisonous and could not be cooperated at all. The remaining non-toxic ones could be used to refine some low-level medicines.
The first doctor thought quickly and eliminated all other poisonous spiritual materials. Then he selected a few from the remaining spiritual materials and began to refine the medicine. In his opinion, this was the optimal solution.
The spiritual materials in front of each contestant were the same, so he thought that the others were just doing the same. As long as the medicine he made was better than the other two, that was enough.
The second doctor smiled coldly. He had already seen the secret of this competition. Who said that poisonous spiritual materials cannot be used as medicine?
He quickly selected among the spiritual materials, selected several poisonous spiritual materials and more than a dozen non-toxic spiritual materials, and also started to refine the medicine, looking confident.
Only Mu Feng was still sitting there, showing no intention of starting.
"With Brother Feng's current appearance, can he really still be able to make medicine?"
Pei Lai on the sidelines was very worried. After all, they had helped Mu Feng here today. Under such circumstances, it was really difficult for him to choose spiritual materials to refine medicine.
If it hadn't been for the two battles on the road, Mu Feng would never have been so miserable, but it was too late to say anything now.
Many monsters looked at Mu Feng and shook their heads and sighed, thinking that this competition would definitely end for Mu Feng.
But just after the first doctor had refined the medicine, Mu Feng finally took action. He did not select the spiritual materials, but used all the spiritual materials!
The reason why he hasn't moved all this time is because he is carefully identifying each spiritual material. Even now that every spiritual material has been duplicated in his eyes, he has finally finished identifying it.
"Hehe, it is indeed from Tianyao Valley. The poisonous spiritual materials are just a cover. This is simply a prescription!"
Through the understanding of each spiritual material and mutual restraint and offset, Mu Feng recognized that the spiritual materials in front of him were all the ingredients on a prescription.
Although he didn't know what this prescription was for, he believed in his own judgment and the memory passed down by the Holy Doctor with Ghost Hands.
"Is he crazy?"
"I think he is sick and confused. How can he make medicine like this?"
"Humph, so much spiritual material was wasted!"
The demon clan on the sidelines began to talk about it, and even several elders of the Pier clan were beating their chests, thinking that this time they must have failed.
Only the faces of the people in Tianyao Valley remained normal, with no trace of sadness or joy.
The golden flame burned dozens of spiritual materials in the alchemy furnace, refining the spiritual materials and driving out impurities, but this time Mu Feng did not refine the elixir.
He just brought all the essence together and cooked it into a bowl of soup.
The other two doctors also finished their medicine. When they saw Mu Feng's bowl of soup, they burst out laughing.
"Brother, this is a doctor competition, not a chef competition. How can you win if you make a bowl of soup?"