Martial arts: Stealthy martial arts at the beginning

"Duanlang, this is my father!" He Qingyao pointed to the middle-aged man next to her and introduced.

Duanlang cupped his fists slightly: "Duanlang has met senior."

He Qingyao wanted to continue introducing other people, but his father, He Tianxiong, seemed a little dissatisfied with Duanlang.

I saw him snorting coldly: "You are in the real magic stage, far worse than Chengfeng, how did Qingyao fall in love with you?"

Duanlang was very upset, but he concealed it very well, and his expression did not change at all.

Murong Chengfeng is already at the early stage of Xuanmo, and he is indeed much stronger than Duanlang.

He Tianxiong continued: "Well, as long as you leave Qingyao, I will give you the resources to cultivate Taiyi Xuanmo."

Duanlang wanted to agree on the spot, but when he thought that he was only here to play a cameo, he regretted not saying anything.

"Father, what are you talking about? Duanlang and I are in love, and he is also a magic alchemist!"

He Qingyao patted his father coquettishly.

"Qingyao's words are wrong. It's really not uncommon to be promoted to a magic alchemist without inheritance."

The middle-aged man sitting next to him stroked his beard and smiled: "But such a magic alchemist is no more than a second rank, what can he do?"

This person is also at the Junmo stage, so it should be that Murong Zhige without accident.

Duanlang hates this kind of occasion the most, especially someone like Murong Zhige.

Who do you look down on?A top-grade Yixuan pill can scare you to pee your pants.

In order not to let this situation continue, he directly stood up.

"Since everyone thinks that I'm not good enough for Qingyao, that's fine. Whoever has objections can stand up."

"No matter what problem you have, I, Duanlang, will take it!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked, but most of them looked at Duanlang with contempt.

How dare a little cultivator in the true demon period dare to say such big words.

An inner disciple of the Tianqing Demon Sect can beat you to the ground.

"Uncle He, Chengfeng really likes sister Qingyao, and I hope uncle can give my nephew a chance."

At this time, Murong Chengfeng stood up, cupped his fists at He Tianxiong and said respectfully.

He Tianxiong glanced at Murong Chengfeng with admiration, wishing he could marry He Qingyao right now.

"Brother Tianxiong, why don't we let them have a competition?" Murong Zhige stroked his beard and said.

"Brother Duan is only in the true demon stage, and Chengfeng is already a mysterious demon, so it's a bit bullying to compare techniques."

"It just so happens that they are all magic alchemists, so let them compete in alchemy, what do you think?"

Old things, both inside and outside the words are belittle labor and capital.

Your alchemy skills are not as good as labor and capital, your disciples count as a ball?
Duanlang was grinning on his face, and his mother was jealous in his heart.

"Brother Zhi Ge's proposal is good, what do you think?" He Tianxiong nodded, and then looked at the other people in the hall.

"Senior Murong's words are good, the old man agrees."

"That's right, after the competition, Qingyao will know who is the best."

He Tianxiong nodded, then looked at Duanlang, "Duanlang, what do you think?"

Although no one in the hall was optimistic about Duanlang, he was not afraid at all.

"Senior, this junior has exactly this intention. Only after the competition can everyone see how good this junior is." Duan Lang clasped his fists and laughed.

At this point, there is no point in fighting for the advantage of words.

So Duanlang didn't have any nonsense, and directly agreed.

"I don't know, but how many ranks of magic alchemist, I can decide what to compare." Murong Chengfeng smiled slightly, cupping his fists at Duanlang.

"Do you believe me when I say that I am a ninth-rank magic alchemist?" Duan Lang said calmly.

Murong Chengfeng shook his head: "Of course I don't believe it."

"Then it's fine, you can just say what kind of pill you make, why bother with me?" Duan Lang gave him a blank look, and said indifferently.

He Tianxiong glanced at Duanlang and shook his head slightly.

Her personality is too impetuous, she really is not a good match for Qingyao.

"Okay, then I will refine the True Evil Pill. I want one Evil Essence Grass, one drop of Demon Bear's blood essence, and one Spirit Essence Fruit." Murong Chengfeng reported more than a dozen kinds of medicinal materials in succession.

He Tianxiong nodded, and ordered his servants to fetch the medicinal materials.

The True Evil Pill is just a third-order elixir, and Duanlang has this elixir formula in his mind.

So he said: "Take one more, I will also refine the true evil pill."

In the alchemy competition, only by refining the same elixir can the winner be judged.

Otherwise, others will say that you are proficient in the elixir you have refined, which is cheating.

Duanlang just wanted to finish the task quickly and leave here.

Staying here puts too much pressure on him, and anyone can kill him.

"Very good, just now I asked the alchemist just because I wanted to refine the same kind of elixir, otherwise people would say that my refining is too simple, and I won't be able to win."

Murong Chengfeng said with one hand on his back, his face full of dust.

"That's right, I chose to refine the same elixir with you just because someone would find all kinds of excuses."

Duanlang nodded, agreeing with Murong Chengfeng's statement.

Murong Chengfeng's face darkened, and he felt that Duanlang was deliberately targeting him.

Soon, two copies of the materials of Zhensha Pill were brought up by the disciples.

Duanlang didn't leave any traces of ink, so he took out the pill furnace after receiving the pill.

Then a fire of law ignited under the alchemy furnace.

"The power of law!!"

Just when he sacrificed the fire of law, everyone was shocked.

The power of law surpassed all spells, only under the power of good fortune.

Although Duan Lang's power of law is only small, its power definitely surpasses that of third-order spells.

In this regard, the people in the hall couldn't help but give him a high look.

"Glamorous!" Murong Chengfeng snorted coldly, and then sacrificed the pill furnace and pill fire.

Although his Pill Fire is not as good as the Fire of Law, it is also the famous "You Yang Ming Huo" on the list.

Murong Chengfeng didn't look at the outside world anymore, but concentrated on alchemy.

After all, he is only a second-tier alchemist, only one step away from a third-tier alchemist.

If you're not careful, there's a good chance the fryer will blow up.

However, a voice came, which made him panic.

"Are you ready? I'm done!"

I saw Duanlang holding two jade bottles and looking at him with disdain.

With a bang, Murong Chengfeng was directly blown away.

The stove was fried, but luckily the alchemy stove was good, otherwise Murong Chengfeng might have been blown to death.

Murong Zhige was still shocked by Duanlang's alchemy technique, because of that technique, he also felt astonished!
He didn't react until he heard the sound of the fryer.

"Chengfeng!" Murong Zhige was taken aback, and hurried up to check on his disciple's injuries!
At this moment, most people in the audience looked at the jade bottle in Duanlang's hand.

Because they all saw it when they broke the waves and raised their pills.

The elixir that is round and round like jade is exactly the shape of the best elixir.

Moreover, there are eighteen pills in the pill he packed.

A normal person can take up to eight pills, and alchemy masters only have twelve pills.

"Cheating! You cheating!!"

Murong Chengfeng was fine, he pointed at Duanlang and shouted after being helped by Murong Zhige.

"Not only did you cheat, but you were also afraid that I would win against you, so you intentionally distracted me from alchemy."

"You want me to die, you can kill me!"