1552: C1552 One-sided Slapping

C1552 One-sided Slapping

He had investigated the information thoroughly and started to look for trouble. According to what he knew, Jiang Ting had spent a full 14 hours to refine the antidote pill when he was trying to become a Tier 3 pill refiner. But now, how could it be completed in less than a quarter of an hour?

His base level did not increase … Furthermore, even if he were to level up, it would be impossible for him to shorten the time needed to form the pill so quickly.

On the other hand, Jiang Ting, he stared at the hook nose for a while before slowly opening his mouth, "Fang Jie, my pill is finished. It's your turn."

"I …" Fang Jie's expression turned ugly. He wanted to concoct pills, but... How to refine it? Before, when he was refining the antidote pill, he had practiced it countless times. However, the fastest time had taken him at least six hours to form the pill.

But compared to Jiang Ting, there was no comparison at all.

The hook nose slightly frowned: "Little friend, please let us go at the same time. What do you think of these seven words?"

"If there are no surprises, then you must be the Divine Alchemist Shentu. From what I see, those seven words are nothing." Jiang Ting's expression was calm.

"master." Fang Jie looked at the hook nose with an unsightly expression.

That hook nose was indeed Fang Jie's master, the honorary vice president of the Divine Pill Association, Shentu.

The reason why he came was because he was worried. In the end, he didn't expect to see Jiang Ting suddenly concoct pills, nor did he expect to see Jiang Ting's capabilities while he was refining pills.

That was the power of his soul that was not weaker than his own … Even if Shentu had personally done it, he still wouldn't be able to complete it at such a terrifying speed like Jiang Ting.

Was this really something a Tier 3 pill refiner could do?

At this moment, he fell into silence.

The spectators that were hiding in the shadows all glanced at each other, their expressions full of shock.

"Who is that person? Is his speed of refining pills a bit terrifying? He was able to complete the pill refinement in 15 minutes. I've never heard of him before in my entire life."

"Are you blind? He said his name is Jiang Ting, and he's Jiang Ting, the one who asked the Dong Clan's Patriarch to personally host the banquet."

"I know his name is Jiang Ting. I'm just curious, where is he from …" Without some background, it would definitely be impossible for us to achieve such a feat! "

"Tsk tsk, I thought that it would be hard for Jiang Ting to let Fang Jie cause trouble, but I didn't expect him to have such great skill in alchemy …" "Currently, you are not giving Pill Master Shentu any face at all. I wonder who the person behind him is."

"..."

The spectators all felt that this trip was worth it. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to witness such a good show. They were even looking forward to it.

They wanted to know if Shentu personally showed up and did not give Jiang Ting any face, what would happen next? Leave just like that? Or did he personally take care of Jiang Ting in a fit of rage?

In front of the City Lord's Mansion gate.

Shentu was still silent at this moment … If he did not see Jiang Ting's massive soul power, he might have chosen to bully the weak, but now … He didn't want to do anything.

Judging by Jiang Ting's soul force, if it wasn't for the limitation of his cultivation level, Jiang Ting's divine pill refiner rank would not be lower than his.

There's not much chance of winning... It was normal for him, as a Tier 5 pill refiner, to be able to defeat Jiang Ting. There were no benefits, but if he lost … If a Tier 5 pill refiner were to lose to a Tier 3 pill refiner, he would definitely become a laughingstock in the future.

There was nothing good in winning or losing, and Shentu was not stupid. Most importantly, without any history, Jiang Ting would definitely not be able to do that … If there was a master, and a disciple was already like that, then what about a master?

Regardless of whether the person behind Jiang Ting was a single person or a certain power, he couldn't afford to offend him.

He was thinking about how to end this matter …. He couldn't just watch Fang Jie kneel in front of the City Lord's Mansion for three days. If he really did that, forget about others, at least Fang Jie wouldn't have to stay in the Divine Pill Association anymore.

The Divine Pill Association couldn't afford to lose this kind of person!

Jiang Ting wasn't in a hurry. He just looked at Fang Jie with a smile on his face, "Fang Jie, you were the one who proposed the pill forging competition, and you said that you would refine the antidote pill. I've finished, why aren't you starting the pill refining?"

"I …" Fang Jie didn't dare to say anything at the moment.1

Dong Han Hai finally regained his composure and asked, "Brother Jiang, how did you do it?"

If anyone else were to ask, Jiang Ting would naturally not bother to answer. However, since it was Dong Hanhai …

Brother Dong should know that my skill in pill refinement is not as simple as a third grade pill, and there is only a third grade detoxification pill on my left and right. If I ignore the quality of the pill and forcefully form it and only form one pill, then it would be enough for ten breaths of time. A Grade 3 antidote, I can make it in an instant. "

Your cultivation is limited... At this moment, the corners of the mouths of everyone in the crowd were twitching uncontrollably.

They didn't forget about Jiang Ting's refining process … For ordinary pill refiners, every single one of them would slowly refine the spiritual herbs one by one. But Jiang Ting, he actually refined all of the spiritual herbs at the same time …

Perhaps the rest of them were just sighing at Jiang Ting's boldness, but Shentu, who was also a Divine Alchemist, knew just how scary it was.

This was also the reason why every single Spirit Grass required a different flame temperature when being refined. After all, regardless of whether the fire was stronger or smaller, or if the temperature was higher, if there was a slight difference, the Spirit Grass in the pond would immediately be destroyed.

However, Jiang Ting was able to refine all of them at the same time, yet not a single one failed … His control over the flames had already reached an outrageous degree. At the very least, Shentu didn't think that he could do it.

Then he looked at Jiang Ting.

After answering Dong Han Hai, he did not hear Fang Jie's response. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Fang Jie, are you going to refine it or not? "Don't waste my time!"

"I …" Fang Jie was speechless.

Shentu also felt a headache coming. He thought that Jiang Ting was just an ordinary Tier 3 pill refiner and was therefore unhappy. However, he did not stop Fang Jie from taking revenge. Could it be that he had thoughts of teaching Jiang Ting a lesson?

After all, a mere Tier 3 pill refiner actually ignored his existence.

But now … He only wished that he could kill Fang Jie and provoke him no matter who he wanted to. Now that he couldn't advance or retreat, it truly was torturous.

Of course, this was just a thought. After all, Fang Jie was his disciple, and he had even spent a lot of effort to do so … Now, if he were to …

After a long period of silence, Shentu sighed, "Fang Jie, you've lost."

"master, I..." Fang Jie's eyes widened once again. He could tell that his master did not seem to have any intentions of helping him.

"Apothecary Shentu, Fang Jie has yet to concoct any pills. It's too early to talk about defeat." Jiang Ting's expression did not change.

Shentu smiled, "Little friend's skill in alchemy is extraordinary. This lowly disciple of mine is no match for you. Even if you give him a few hundred years time, I'm afraid he won't be able to match your skill."

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