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Chapter 693

"He is also the Alchemy Fire Type?

He seems to be of a higher grade than Fang Shen!"

"No! Isn't its fire attribute of thunder? The fire of this elixir is clearly of fire attribute..." "Double fire genius!"

There was an uproar in the audience.

Now anyone who is not blind can see that the alchemy fire in front of Su Han has completely defeated the alchemy fire in front of Fang Shen.

In this literary fight, there are still very few people betting on the Motian League. Everyone is very brave. Under Su Han's words, it is impossible to bet on the Motian League! But now, on the Zhige League

The warrior who has made a heavy bet can't wait to throw his backbone to the ground and step on it a few more times! "My spirit coins! All my wealth!"

A warrior was so distraught that he suddenly stood up and rushed outside the martial arts arena.

The eyes all around looked at him with a hint of sympathy.

Every time there is a gambling battle in Cangyun City, there will be someone who loses and is so depressed! But in this gambling battle, upsets happened one after another. The Yuan Dan realm martial arts battle, coupled with the alchemy literary battle, is enough.

Many people lost their money! "Damn it!"

Someone threw the betting slip on the ground angrily.

But after a while he picked it up again.

The gambling fight has not ended yet, and they still have a glimmer of hope for Fang Shen in their hearts.

"Hiss..." The disciples from the aristocratic families around Ye Chen took a deep breath and looked at each other in shock.

"Is this guy a double fire type?"

"Thunder, fire, and the fire attribute fire is still the alchemy cauldron, this..." Everyone looked at Ye Chen subconsciously.

Ye Chen's Thunder King Cauldron is considered to be at the top among the younger generation of fire types in Cangyun City.

There is almost no one who can compare with him.

Counting the older generation, there are not many of them.

But now anyone with a discerning eye can see that Su Han's talent has surpassed that of Ye Chen.

Thinking about Su Hanzhen's method of killing Wu Zhi and his appearance at this moment, the expressions of the children of various aristocratic families in Cangyun City gradually became strange.

Even the girl next to Ye Chen, who had been looking at him with admiring eyes, opened her red lips at this moment, but finally did not speak.

She didn't know what words to use to belittle Su Han.

On the side of the Motian League, when Su Han sacrificed the Panwang Cauldron, Li Mutian felt completely relaxed and couldn't help but look towards the Zhige League, and happened to see the flash of gloom on Yun Zhige's face.

The other party seemed to have noticed Li Mutian's gaze, and looked at Li Mutian. Seeing a faint smile on his face, Yun Zhige couldn't help but snorted in his heart, and then his expression gradually became serious.

This literary fight was not as easy as he imagined! "Senior Shi actually has such fire. Judging from his grade, it completely exceeds the sixth grade. This is at least the seventh grade fire!"

Li Tianshui murmured to himself, and a sigh suddenly flashed in his eyes. At this moment, he suddenly felt that it was an honor and a unique experience for him to be defeated by Su Han! The seventh-grade fire type is placed in the Seven Immortals Sect.

The place must be protected immediately and carefully cultivated.

That means there is an opportunity to set foot in the realm of the Martial King! Even in the entire Immortal Burial Dynasty, there are not many geniuses who can ignite the seventh-grade fire! "How is this possible?"

Lin Bao looked stunned.

The Yuan Dan who followed Fang Shen to the Zhige League looked at each other, and their moods suddenly became a little more solemn, with a hint of regret flashing deep in their eyes.

On the high platform.

The faces of Ye Cangyun and others gradually became serious.

A fire seed has the ultimate thunder attribute in the world's attacks.

Is a fire type the most suitable alchemy cauldron fire type for alchemists?

"Where did the Motian League find this kid?"

The old woman in Prince Chang's Mansion said subconsciously.

A smile gradually emerged from Qiao Yuan's eyes. This literary fight should be won. As long as he wins this one, he will gain two winning points.

Even if the third game fails, the Motian Alliance will not be disbanded and liquidated, not to mention Qiao Yuan is full of confidence in the last game! Monk Miaohong's face turned a little livid, and the calm and gentle temperament on his body gradually disappeared.

His eyes were locked on Su Han.

It is suspected to be the superior martial arts of Buddhism.

He has also condensed the fire of the alchemy cauldron type, and his grade is not low.

The other party's appearance seemed to have been arranged.

"Is this someone targeting my Ling Yuan Temple?"

Miaohong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards Qiao Yuan.

The most shocked person right now is Fang Shen.

He was the closest to Su Han and could more accurately feel the terrifying aura from the Panwang Cauldron.

"Seventh grade fire?

Why does he have seventh-grade fire..." Fang Shen's lips were almost bitten, and he only felt ashamed and angry.

The Flame Furnace in front of the Panwang Cauldron is like a pheasant appearing in front of the Phoenix. There is no comparison at all.

He who was supposed to be in the limelight is now regarded as a joke in the eyes of everyone, right?

Thinking of this, Fang Shen took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Seeing this, Su Han smiled and said: "Your fire is a bit shabby, do you want me to stand aside?"

Pfft! Hold it back! Fang Shen's throat moved and he swallowed a mouthful of blood that he almost spit out in anger. His face turned pale in an instant.

After a few breaths of silence, Fang Shen suddenly smiled and said, "So what if the fire level is high?

Refining elixirs does not rely solely on fire!"

After saying that, he ignored Su Han and concentrated on throwing the spiritual materials into the flame furnace, preparing to use his alchemy skills to win this victory and crush Su Han! Su Han looked at Fang Shen, and then looked at

There are two other alchemists, everyone is working hard, and it will not be good for him to stand still.

Therefore, Su Han bought some spiritual materials from the system, which cost about 100,000 God Emperor coins, which is equivalent to 10,000 low-grade spiritual coins.

Then he selected one of the dozens of sixth-level elixirs in his mind and began to refine it.

Fang Shen didn't know if he was stimulated by Su Han. His hand felt very good today. Whether it was the weight of the spiritual materials or the heat, he could control it more delicately than usual! "Yes! This is the state!"

Fang Shen's face showed excitement.

After Lin Bao saw his expression, he immediately said: "Master Fang Dan is in very good condition today!"

"Indeed, it seems that Master Fang Dan is in a very good state of mind and becomes more courageous as he fights!"

"With this mentality, our Zhige Alliance will win today!"

"Yes! We must win!"

In the audience, those warriors who were a little desperate at first breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Fang Shen in such a state.

Afterwards, most people focused their attention on Su Han.

When they saw Su Han slowly refining alchemy and occasionally looking at the sky distractedly, they already had an idea in their minds.

I was completely relieved! "Hahaha! I can produce at least four pills this time!"

Fang Shen looked at the alchemy furnace and couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

A furnace of four elixirs is already considered a top-notch level in an alchemist! Only a top-notch alchemist can refine five elixirs and six elixirs. As for the seven elixirs and eight elixirs, they are already like a master. Fang Shen

I never dare to hope too much! As long as the four elixirs are used, they will definitely be powerful in all directions today! "Ha~~" Su Han yawned and said towards the high platform: "I have finished practicing."

Swish, swish, seven round pills flew out from the Panwang Cauldron.

Because it was the first time to refine this sixth-level elixir, Su Han was not skilled enough and could not make a batch of nine elixirs.

Fang Shen glanced subconsciously, then a blood arrow spurted out and he fell to the ground.

The flame furnace in front of them immediately dissipated, and the half-refined spiritual materials fell directly to the ground, completely useless! The other two alchemists were also affected by this scene. If the fire was not controlled well, all the elixirs were scrapped!


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