Chapter 3862: Threat

Start the second round?

Yan Baxuan's face was gloomy and a bit terrifying. The first round had already opened a gap of seventy points. How could he dare to start the second round easily?

Once the second round cannot open the gap with Xiao Fan, Yan Elegy will undoubtedly lose.

Yan's tragic loss also means that he lost.

"In the first round of assessment, everyone is tired. To ensure that everyone can perform better in the second round, let's take a rest for half an hour." Yan Baxuan said awe-inspiringly.

As soon as the voice fell, he glanced at Xiao Fan again, and said, "Elegy, you come with me."

After that, Yan Baxuan disappeared in place, and Yan's tragic song also quietly retreated.

"Want to delay time? Is it useful?" Lu Bohou sneered.

This is what Yan Baxuan said to him a month ago, and now he has returned it as it is.

"Little friend, you are very good. I didn't expect your alchemy attainments to be so high." Zhang Wenjin looked at Xiao Fan with a smile, with a peaceful face.

"It's all the credit of the two seniors." Xiao Fan said ambiguously, with a faint smile on his face.

It's not that he's flattering, Zhang Wenjin and the others only know that they have got the Halloween Pharmacopoeia, but they don't know that they have got the Halloween inheritance.

Simply say so, let them think that this is because of the All Saints Pharmacopoeia.

"Haha, let's say, when you win the Danhui championship, we will celebrate for you!" Lu Bohou laughed unscrupulously.

"The junior will go all out." Xiao Fan bowed slightly.

At this time, Yan Baxuan and Yan Elegy appeared in a courtyard, and their faces were so hard to see where they were.

"How sure are you in the second round?" Yan Baxuan said solemnly.

Yan Elegy thought for a while, and said: "Nine percent of you can make a three-star pill, 50 percent of you can make a four-star pill, and ten percent of you make a five-star pill."

"In other words, the chance of you getting a 100 points, only 10%?" Yan Baxuan took a deep breath, a trace of killing intent flashed deep in his eyes.

The second round of the pill meeting is the refining of the pill. The final points obtained are related to the star of the pill.

For each higher star, theoretically it can be 20 points more.

Of course, the specific score is related to the specific refining process, assessing the level of the alchemist in many aspects, such as controlling the temperature, refining speed, and so on.

In theory, this level also has two hundred points, but that has to be refined into a ten-star pill.

Only the monks who participated in the pill meeting this time were the strongest monks at the Holy Venerable Realm. Not to mention refining ten-star pill, it is extremely rare to refine four-star pill.

As for the five-star pill, it is almost impossible.

"Yes." Yan Tragedy took a deep breath and nodded.

The probability of 10% is no different from failure. He dare not gamble easily.

After all, his level, the success rate of refining a four-star pill has reached 50%, and if nothing goes wrong, he can get at least 70 points.

As for refining the five-star pill, he estimated that he would only get more than 80 points even if it was really refined.

"You refine the four-star pill." Yan Baxuan thought for a long time and finally made a decision.

"But..." Yan Beige also knows that refining four-star pills is the most conservative, but the point is that there is a 70-point difference in the first round between him and Xiao Fan.

Even if he refines the four-star pill and gets full marks, it is only 80 points.

He wants to win Xiao Fan, unless Xiao Fan's score is less than ten, he has the slightest possibility and hope.

"Don't worry, this deity has his own plan. In the second round, he will give up." Yan Baxuan said meaningfully, with a cruel smile on his face.

The next moment, he opened his palm, and a straw hat suddenly appeared in his palm.

If Xiao Fan saw it, he would definitely recognize it. Isn't this straw hat a god-killer?

Killing God fell into Yan Baxuan's hands?

In fact, Lu Bohou and Zhang Wenjin knew about this. When Xiao Fan asked them, they only answered ambiguously.

In fact, Killing God was not in their hands, but fell into the hands of Yan Baxuan.

"But, what about the third round?" Yan Tragedy was obviously hit harder by Xiao Fan's first round results, and he had lost confidence.

"In the third round of Wansheng Temple Fighting Pill, so many of you are still afraid of him alone?" Yan Baxuan gave Yan a tragic look.

"Baby knows." Yan nodded tragically, but she still couldn't accept it.

He still wanted to defeat Xiao Fan with his own strength, but Yan Baxuan cared too much about the champion of the Pill Club. His strength and status were humble, so how could he dare to violate Yan Baxuan's orders?

Half an hour later, everyone gathered in the square again.

Yan Baxuan and Yan Elegy also walked back, and the square was in vain.

What surprised the monk present was that in Yan Baxuan's hands, there was an extra golden straw hat.

What is the great elder doing with the straw hat?

They don't know, but it doesn't mean that no one else knows.

Xiao Fan's eyes became red when he saw the straw hat, and his body was full of brutality, sweeping like a violent storm.

"Xiao Fan!" Zhang Wenjin's face was dark, and he quickly suppressed Xiao Fan.

Naturally, they had seen this straw hat too. When Xiao Fan asked them about the whereabouts of God Killing, they had seen the clothes and face of God Killing.

"Senior, didn't you say that my brother is with you?" Xiao Fan forced himself to calm down, looking at Zhang Wenjin indifferently.

Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou had long secretly said that it was not good. Hearing what Xiao Fan said, they didn't know how to answer for a while.

Did you tell Xiao Fan that we have been lying to you all the time?

"Yan Baxuan, you are sinister!" Lu Bohou exclaimed angrily.

When the surrounding cultivators heard this, they stepped back several steps. How could they not know the grievances between the left and right Pavilion Master and the Great Elder?

Yan Baxuan seemed to have not heard Lu Bohou's words at all, but instead looked at Xiao Fan and said, "Boy, someone wants to see you. If you don't see it now, you may not see it in the future."

Threat!

The threat of Chiguoguo!

Xiao Fan clenched his fists, how he didn't understand that if he didn't agree to go and see the gods, Yan Baxuan would kill him out of ten.

But now the second round of the game is about to begin. If Xiao Fan left, it would be tantamount to giving up the game.

"Yan Baxuan!" Before Xiao Fan spoke, Bohou Lu was angry. Yan Baxuan forced Xiao Fan to give up the game. Didn't they lose?

"Old ghost Lu, all by means." Yan Baxuan smiled, "This is only the second round, isn't there a third round? His friend wants to see him, can we stop it?"

"Senior, trust me!" At this time, Xiao Fan stood up and said, "I will definitely win the Dan Club championship!"

Lu Bohou and Zhang Wenjin took a deep look at Xiao Fan. Lu Bohou conveyed to Yan Baxuan, "Yan Baxuan, if Xiao Fan has any shortcomings, don't blame Lao Tzu for destroying the Wansheng Pavilion."

"Dare you!" Yan Baxuan scolded angrily. "Look, I dare not!" Lu Bohou sneered, then looked at Xiao Fan and said: "Xiao Fan, be careful, don't be afraid, the old man is the master for you!"