405: C405 Mental Interference

C405 Mental Interference

Ying Ann and the others were shocked when they saw Yang Fan start concocting the pill.

Wasn't this too casual?

"Is this the so-called despair?" Bian Ru Feng sneered.

In his opinion, Yang Fan knew that there was no chance of winning. At this time, he could not continue pretending. He might as well just casually refine it. If he failed, he would leave.

However, it was a pity that Wai Yu's precious medicinal herbs were wasted.

Bian Ru Feng secretly shook his head. A hundred years had passed, and Wai Yu had become old. His vision had completely disappeared.

He actually asked Yang Fan to help him refine the second grade of high-grade Medicine Pill. It was impossible for him not to fail.

Shaking his head once again, Bian Ru Feng looked at the others. At this time, they were all starting to enter the state of alchemy.

Similarly, he withdrew all of his messy thoughts and began to refine the ___. What he wanted to refine was the third grade of high-grade Medicine Pill. He wanted to find the second grade, but he did not have enough time.

However, this way, his chances of successfully refining it would be even greater!

Although there were several thousand young alchemists participating in the Grand Pill Competition, the gazes of the surrounding crowd on this enormous square were basically all focused on over a dozen High-grade Alchemist.

The champion of this Grand Alchemy Competition would stand out from these people.

And among them, Ying Ann and the other three people were the ones who received the most attention.

Of course, there were also quite a number of Yang Fan.

They looked at Yang Fan and sighed in admiration. There was a unique fluidity in Yang Fan's concoction technique, but they also wanted to know how long Yang Fan could last, and how long he would fail.

"He actually refined a second grade high grade Medicine Pill. Tsk tsk, he doesn't have the strength, but his ambition isn't small." Someone said with a light laugh.

Ying Ann, Yao Yi, Dong Xia, Wen Ren Miao and Gong Bei, the five of them were all refining a second tier high grade Medicine Pill.

They had noticed that the high-grade Medicine Pill that Yang Fan refined was also of this tier, but they did not take it seriously.

Yang Fan had only become High-grade Alchemist for two to three months, and in less than half a month, he would fail in refining the ___.

When the competition had just begun, it was very calm. Everyone was refining the ___, but no one had failed. At this time, it was slightly boring.

A tall young man sighed and said, "I really hope that the person who wrote the name of the champion can also come and watch the alchemy competition. Let him see how Yang Fan, who was praised to the heavens by him, was eliminated."

Immediately, someone added, "That's right. I also replied behind the name of the champion. If Yang Fan can win the competition, then as long as you see him in the future, immediately call him big brother."

"I wrote the same thing."

"Me too."

A group of people echoed in agreement. When they saw someone reply like this, they all replied in the same manner.

"If the person who wrote the name list for the championship is a woman, could it be that you all call her big brother as well?" Someone asked in a joking manner.

"It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman. Think about it, Yang Fan definitely won't win the championship. So, what we said can't become reality. " The tall youth shook his head and said.

The others thought about it and agreed.

The fat youth was also in the crowd, but he was wearing a wide raincoat and a bamboo hat. His face was covered by a veil.

Therefore, even the people in the shop couldn't recognize him.

Hearing the discussions of the crowd, the fat youth didn't seem to care at all. The list of winners that he came up with later had helped him earn millions of Spirit Stones.

Whatever these guys wanted to say, let him say it.

However, after writing a large piece of analysis that praised Yang Fan, he suddenly had a trace of anticipation in his heart.

He really wanted to see what kind of interesting expressions everyone would have after Yang Fan won the championship.

Although this possibility was very small, he still came.

As time passed, those who refined Low-grade Medicine Pill and even Middle-grade Medicine Pill began to show signs of failing one after another.

After these people were eliminated, there was obvious frustration on their faces.

In front of so many martial artists, failing to refine a ___ was also an act of losing face for alchemists.

Yang Fan continued to refine pills. He was not like Ying Ann and the others, whose expressions were solemn. It appeared to be very relaxed and casual. His movements that were like flowing water and flowing water caused the originally dull pill refinement process to become pleasing to the eye.

The discussions among the crowd became smaller and smaller.

As they watched Yang Fan refine the pill, a thought kept appearing in their minds.

Why hasn't he failed yet?

Immediately after, everyone thought again, could it be luck?

There was always a bit of luck in concocting pills, or else there wouldn't have been a success rate.

If luck was heaven defying, even if the success rate was 1%, it would still be able to successfully refine a high-grade Medicine Pill.

At this moment, everyone felt that Yang Fan had heaven defying luck. Otherwise, not long after he became High-grade Alchemist, refining a high-grade Medicine Pill of the second tier should have failed a long time ago.

Yang Fan, who was in the middle of concocting a ___, suddenly raised his gaze.

Just a moment ago, he felt an invisible force rushing toward him. Caught off guard, he almost lost control of his Pill Fire, causing the medicinal herbs within the Medicinal Cauldron to be destroyed.

"Was that the power of the divine soul?" Yang Fan could sense what the invisible force was.

That was the power of the divine soul that God Refining Stage Martial Artist could use.

The power of the divine soul could interfere with others, and even to ordinary people, the power of the divine soul could kill them silently. But to use it against martial artists, it was not possible.

Especially martial artists of the same rank. It had no effect at all.

But now, Yang Fan discovered that the power of divine souls could actually be used like this.

When others were refining pills, interfering with them would easily cause them to fail.

Alchemists controlling the Pill Fire originally relied on the power of the divine soul.

Suddenly, being struck by the external divine soul force, Pill Fire lost control even for an instant. The medicinal herbs that were being refined in the Medicinal Cauldron, or the medicinal strength that was currently being fused, would be instantly destroyed along with it.

And the interference of the divine soul earlier was precisely coming from the right side.

Yang Fan's peripheral vision swept over, and he saw the shock in Bian Ru Feng's eyes.

Obviously, the latter did not expect that this sneak attack without any warning did not make Yang Fan fail in concocting the pill.

A sneer appeared on Yang Fan's face. The power of his divine soul had long surpassed the God Refining Stage. Even if it was compared to a Nirvana Stage Tribulation One, it was not weak at all.

Otherwise, Bian Ru Feng would have gotten what he wanted just now.2

"Then I'll play with you." Yang Fan immediately divided a portion of his divine soul power and rushed towards Bian Ru Feng.

Since the opponent dared to launch a sneak attack on him, he wouldn't show any mercy either. He would pretend that he didn't know anything.

While he was still in shock, Bian Ru Feng, who was able to block his sneak attack, suddenly sensed an invisible attack approaching him.

At this moment, he didn't have the time to deal with it.

He hurriedly sent out a portion of his divine soul power to block the invisible attack.

However, with this block, he discovered that the seemingly weak divine soul impact was terrifyingly powerful. His divine soul power was instantly routed.

"Hmph!"

The divine soul attack landed on his body, causing him to let out a muffled groan. His Pill Fire started to move uncontrollably.

Bang!

At this moment, his Medicinal Cauldron suddenly exploded. The medicinal strength of a high-grade Medicine Pill was about to transform into a shock wave that swept out in all directions.

But at the same time, the true essence visible to the flesh sprouts flew over, turning into a light barrier that completely enveloped the shock wave.

The light barrier shrunk, and the shock wave was easily neutralized.

After that, the light barrier disappeared, and Bian Ru Feng's miserable figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

With a swoosh, he looked at Yang Fan with obvious fury in his eyes.

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