Chapter 668: Win a fight
"Ning!" Qin Ming pinched a pill and condensed the pill into shape.
"Is the refining done?" The white-shirted old man cast a glance at Qin Ming and said, "Hurry up and start the furnace for the next game."
"I don't think there is any need for the next game." Qin Ming smiled faintly, turned on the pill furnace, looked at the white-shirted old man, and believed.
"There is no pill energy. It seems that you burned all the Lingzhi directly." The white shirt old man joked. "Don't tell me, your alchemy is unparalleled in the world, and what you refine is the perfect pill."
Qin Ming nodded: "Yes, what I refined is the perfect pill." After speaking, Qin Ming looked at the referee.
The referee shook his head, if he could refine the perfect concentration pill, so could he.
However, as a referee, he walked to Qin Ming's alchemy furnace and looked inside.
Suddenly, the referee widened his eyes and trembling hands, and from the alchemy furnace, he took out three perfect quality concentration pills.
"It's impossible!" The white-shirted old man jumped fiercely and pointed to the referee's hand, "Cheating, this must be cheating, how can it be possible to refine the pill, and it is still a perfect God-Gathering Pill."
When the referee heard this, his eyebrows frowned: "This pill is still hot, how can you cheat? And, with your eyesight, can't you tell that this pill was just refined?"
The old man in white shirt saw the pill, but even if he saw it, he couldn't believe it.
"Hua Yuzong has refined three perfect God-gathering pills, and the Pill Alliance has refined three high-grade God-gathering pills, now please judges to appraise them." The referee announced loudly.
boom!
The audience was boiling.
"What? Refining three perfect concentration pills, this is not a joke, it's only two quarters of an hour."
"Is the referee dazzled and regards the three perfect quality pill for refining the energy as a focus pill?"
"Look at how the judges decided, I can't believe it."
"..."
In the audience, the royal team began to quarrel fiercely.
"This talent is my five princes. As the eldest brother, it's rare to see a talent, and none of you should be strong with me."
"Obviously it was my sixth prince who liked it first. The eldest brother let the younger brother. Next time there are talents, the younger brother will definitely not compete with the older brother."
"Hurry up, check his identity quickly, and be sure to get him over."
The Daxia Dynasty, Princess Xianuo Xuexia, looked at Qin Ming with bright eyes, full of energy.
The judges seat is also lively now, and many people are rushing to see those perfect concentration pills, and they can't wait to swallow them.
It took a long time before they finished the appraisal.
In fact, there is no need for identification at all. The reason why it took so long is that many of them have never seen the Perfect Focusing Pill and want to take a closer look.
After getting a reply from the judges, the referee walked to the center of the fighting platform and announced loudly:
"This time the battle, Hua Yuzong... wins."
"According to the rules of the game, Hua Yu Zong won two games, and the whole match was compared. Hua Yu Zong won and won the game."
"Hua Yuzong won? I can't believe it, it was Hua Yuzong who won, and it won two games in a row."
"I don't even understand now, how exactly did Hua Yuhuang just refine the perfect quality God Focus Pill, it's incredible."
"I also find it incredible. I have to go home and try to see if the more casual, the greater the probability of refining the perfect quality pill."
"..."
The audience felt that the meaning was still unfinished.
The referee handed Qin Ming both rings, and Qin Ming happily accepted them.
This is a hundred nine-tier spiritual plants, extremely precious.
"There is also a magical alchemy furnace." Qin Ming turned his head and looked at the despair in the contest.
"Don't come here, the alchemy furnace is for you." Jue Xin was suddenly startled when he saw Qin Ming's eyes, and threw the space ring on his hand.
Zhang Chongtian in front stretched out his palm and sucked the space ring into his hand.
"Trash!" Zhang Chongtian snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he slapped a palm towards Juexin.
