408: C408 One Hand

C408 One Hand

Yang Fan raised his gaze and looked at Luo Xun, waiting for the latter to continue.

Another match?

Then what were the rules of this match?

Under everyone's gaze, Luo Xun smiled and said, "For this additional match, the Medicine Pill refinement materials will be provided by our Medicine Alliance."

Of course, the Medicine Pill that was successfully refined will belong to our Medicine Alliance. And if it is a failure, we will not let everyone take responsibility for it. "

When he heard this, Yang Fan also heaved a sigh of relief.

What he feared the most was that in this additional competition, they would have to take out the medicinal ingredients themselves. Currently, he did not have any medicinal ingredients that could be used to refine a high-grade Medicine Pill on him.

Luo Xun continued, "This additional match will be held tomorrow."

As he spoke, Luo Xun looked at Yang Fan, Ying Ann, and the others. He said, "Tomorrow, the five of you will determine the victor. The rules of the competition are that our Medicine Alliance will represent the five of you. Each of you will provide five portions of high-grade Medicine Pill medicinal herbs of the second grade. "

"At that time, whoever successfully refines the most will be the champion. Furthermore, at that time, you are not allowed to use your divine soul to disturb others. "

Hearing this competition's rules, everyone nodded their heads.

Tomorrow, they would be able to see the true level of the five people's pill refinement.

"The rewards for the top ten will also be distributed after the top five are determined tomorrow." After saying this, Luo Xun and the old man returned to the Medicine Alliance.

Yang Fan glanced at Ying Ann and the others, then slowly turned around and walked out of the square.

The extra match given by Luo Xun had completely relieved Yang Fan's worries.

The final champion would definitely be him.

He believed that as he won the first place in this competition, it would definitely spread throughout the entire Bodhi Continent. At that time, he could only hope that Lin Qingtong would come and find him after learning that he was in the Medicine City.

Watching Yang Fan leave, Ying Ann and the others' eyes were filled with confidence.

Especially Ying Ann, the pill refinement just now had given him a new insight. Now, he could guarantee that the success rate of refining a high-grade Medicine Pill was above fifty percent.

In other words, the current him had already stepped into the ranks of the first tier!

As for Yang Fan, he felt that he had indeed underestimated him from the start. No, he had overlooked it in the beginning. He had treated it as a form of plaything.

However, after Yang Fan refined the second tier of high-grade Medicine Pill, he had regarded Yang Fan as his opponent.

Regardless of whether Yang Fan succeeded in concocting the ___ today, whether it was luck or strength, it all proved that his skill in alchemy was absolutely not weak.

However, to make him believe that Yang Fan's success rate in refining high-grade Medicine Pill was above 70%, that was absolutely impossible.

"Tomorrow, your arrogant words will be broken by yourself!" Ying Ann retracted his gaze from Yang Fan and entered the Medicine Alliance.

He was a disciple of the Medicine Alliance, so he naturally lived in the Medicine Alliance as well.

Everyone watched Ying Ann walk into the Medicine Alliance with envy in their eyes, but soon, their attention was shifted to tomorrow's competition.

"Do you all think that Yang Fan will be the champion tomorrow?" Someone asked.

"He only refined one high-grade Medicine Pill today, but I can't tell. Yang Fan might just be lucky."

"That's right. I think Yang Fan is just lucky."

"That means that Yang Fan won't be able to win the championship tomorrow..."

This topic kept spreading among the crowd. Even they themselves did not notice it. From the beginning, they thought that Yang Fan would fail and be eliminated.

But now, it had become whether Yang Fan had the chance to win the championship.

One was a person who was eliminated without a ranking, and the other was a genius alchemist who participated in the championship.

Because of today's competition, unknowingly, their evaluation and views of Yang Fan had undergone a tremendous change.

Bian Ru Feng and the others who had been eliminated could not continue listening. They blamed all of their failures on Yang Fan. At this moment, they were still discussing whether Yang Fan had the chance to win the championship.

Bian Ru Feng was the first one who could not stand it anymore. He stepped forward and said sarcastically, "You can't think that Yang Fan has the chance to win the championship just because he is lucky and succeeded in concocting the pill."

"What you all want to discuss is how many Medicine Pills Yang Fan will be able to successfully concoct tomorrow."

Another young High-grade Alchemist immediately added, "Yang Fan only succeeded today because of luck. Tomorrow, he will be able to successfully refine a ___. That is because his luck is heaven defying."

"Haha, I feel like Yang Fan won't succeed even once tomorrow!"

Bian Ru Feng and the others mocked him as much as they could to vent their anger. They definitely wouldn't dare to go directly to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan wasn't just an alchemist, he was also the number one God Refining Stage in the Nineteen Prefectures.

If they really dared to look for trouble with Yang Fan, they would probably be beaten so badly that even their parents wouldn't recognize them.

"Is that so? Then what if Yang Fan refines successfully once tomorrow?" Suddenly, a sneer sounded out from the crowd.

Bian Ru Feng and the others immediately looked over.

Then, they saw a person wearing a straw cape and a bamboo hat.

They didn't pay much attention to this person's strange appearance. In Nineteen Prefectures, there were many people who wore strange and strange outfits.

Looking at this person, Bian Ru Feng replied with a cold smile, "Don't tell me you really believe what Yang Fan said. The success rate of refining a high-grade Medicine Pill is above 70%?"

Without waiting for the other party to reply, Bian Ru Feng said again, "Seeing how confident you are towards Yang Fan, you must have believed it. Then I'm sorry, I don't talk to brainless people. "

Being scolded in front of others for being brainless, even though the fat youth thought that taking a step back would allow him to have a broad view of the world, his heart was also filled with anger at this moment.

"You are so sure that Yang Fan is lying. Then, do you dare to bet with me?" Under the veil of the bamboo hat, the fat youth stared at Bian Ru Feng with his eyes wide open.

"Bet what?" Bian Ru Feng asked.

"Let's bet that Yang Fan will win tomorrow!" The fat youth said fiercely with bloodshot eyes.

The surrounding people were shocked. This fellow must have lost his mind from anger. It was obvious that he was going to lose the bet.

However, they also understood that Bian Ru Feng's words were too insulting.

Bian Ru Feng laughed and said, "Alright, I will bet. But what is the bet? If there is no wager, then it would be meaningless. Or rather, you won't be able to take out a decent wager?"

At the end of his words, Bian Ru Feng's face carried a mocking and mocking expression.

The fat youth suddenly gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Let's bet one hand!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire square fell silent.

Even the mocking and mocking expression on Bian Ru Feng's face froze.

"Do you dare?" Seeing Bian Ru Feng's shocked expression, the fat youth suddenly felt very satisfied. He took a step forward and asked in an incomparably powerful manner.1

Very quickly, Bian Ru Feng reacted.

Although he was shocked by the bet the other party proposed. However, if he were to bet on Yang Fan winning the competition tomorrow, he would definitely win.

He sneered and said, "Alright, I'll bet! I hope you will come tomorrow. Don't run all night tonight."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely be there tomorrow!" With that, the fat youth turned around and left.

Leaving behind the shocked crowd on the plaza.

No one had expected such a bet to happen because of Yang Fan's ability to win the championship.

They looked at the back of the fat youth and felt sad for him. Why was he so impulsive?

Tomorrow, he would have to refine five high grade Medicine Pill in a row. It was impossible for Yang Fan to have good luck together. Perhaps he could successfully refine one or even two of them.

But even so, it was still impossible to become the champion.

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