Xiuxian Baiyi System, I know everything

After the pill was refined, Xu Feng was not idle. He gently touched the transparent light curtain that wrapped him.

He just saw that a second-level top-grade alchemist who had refined the pill before him did the same.

"Swish!"

Master Lan waved his sleeves, and the light curtain disappeared instantly. The pill bottle in his hand was also sucked away by a strong suction force.

"Well, not bad. It's the first time to refine a strange pill, and you can actually make seven pills of medium quality, which is quite valuable."

Master Lan, as the invigilator of this competition, would give a simple comment on the pills refined by the contestants as usual. Xu Feng received a good evaluation.

This comment was also heard by the two second-level top-grade alchemists who had refined the pill before him. They originally thought that Xu Feng, as a second-level middle-grade alchemist, must have been very reluctant even if he could refine the "Yuan-accumulating Pill" in such a short time, and they did not pay too much attention to him.

But after hearing the comments from Master Lan, they instantly lost their composure, because although one of them only used two materials to refine the ‘Yuan-Xu Dan’, he only had six pills in the end.

The other person had seven pills, like Xu Feng, but three of the seven pills were low-grade pills.

After comparing them, they were surprised to find that if the three of them were ranked, the two of them would be outclassed, which made them unconsciously glance at Xu Feng. Such an opponent was already worthy of their attention, and he would be a strong opponent in the semi-finals.

Xu Feng naturally felt the two people's gazes, but he didn't care at all. He enjoyed this kind of gaze, which was the honor exclusive to the strong. Otherwise, why didn't they see the two people looking at others like this?

Just like that, he crossed his arms, his eyes kept sweeping over other contestants, and he kept shouting in his heart:

"Everyone, be quick, refine the pills as soon as possible, I'm still waiting to participate in the semi-finals, don't let me wait too long."

However, no matter how anxious he was, the progress of the competition still did not speed up.

It was not until six hours later that the fourth contestant refined the "Yuan-Xuan Pill". This person was also a second-level upper-grade alchemist with a good level. In the end, he made six pills, five of which were medium-grade and one of which was low-grade. Overall, he was still not as good as Xu Feng.

In the following time, he thought the speed would speed up, but on the contrary, perhaps seeing that nearly half of the people had already refined the pills, the remaining contestants became more and more anxious.

In this hurry, it is inevitable to make mistakes in a hurry, and various mistakes continue. From time to time, black smoke would burst out from a pill furnace, making the contestants look shabby.

"It seems that the competition set by Jidan Sect is quite difficult. It is quite difficult for ordinary second-level lower-grade alchemists to pass.

But that's right. If it's easier, how can 90% of the contestants be eliminated?"

Seeing that the competition would not end for a while, Xu Feng simply took out a cushion and sat on the spot to restore his Dantian mana. He had just made three consecutive pills, which consumed a lot of mana.

Cultivation does not take time. When he opened his eyes again, he found that the area in the hall that had lost the protection of the light curtain had occupied 90%.

This also means that more than 90% of the contestants have completed the competition, but when he looked at the stone platform where Master Lan was sitting, he found that there were less than 40 pill bottles in front of him.

What does this mean? This means that more than half of the contestants used up ten materials and finally failed to make a pill.

But this matter was expected by Xu Feng long ago. When he personally felt the difficulty of refining the "Xuyuan Pill", he knew that this scene would appear sooner or later.

Those alchemists who failed to make pills in the end wanted to quietly leave here along the underground fire channel, but the competition had not officially ended, so no one could leave, so they had to continue to endure the torment.

Finally, as the last light curtain was casually dispersed by Master Lan, the competition was completely declared over.

The last person was a lucky one. After ten failures, he finally succeeded in refining the "Yuan-Xuan Pill". Although there were only three pitiful pills, all of which were of low quality, it was better than half of the contestants present.

"Okay, since everyone has finished refining pills, I declare that this competition has officially come to an end.

The next step is to sort the rankings, which is related to whether you can finally advance, so you must pay attention to it.

If you find any mistakes in my ranking later, you can raise objections and I will answer them one by one. Do you understand?"

"I understand!"

The voices of the crowd were different. Those who were basically sure to advance, like Xu Feng, had very loud voices, while those who barely refined pills and felt that they had no hope of advancing, had voices as thin as mosquitoes.

As for those contestants who couldn't even refine pills, they simply kept their mouths shut when faced with questions.

"Very good, then I will start the evaluation and ranking.

First, sort by pill refining speed, the results are as follows:

No. 39, No. 14, No. 28, No. 69, No. 51...

Second, sort by pill success rate, the results are as follows:

No. 28 seven pills, No. 39 seven pills, No. 14 six pills, No. 15 five pills, No. 66 five pills, No. 49 five pills...

Finally, sort by pill quality, the results are as follows:

No. 28 has all middle-grade, No. 14 has five middle-grade and one low-grade, No. 69 has five middle-grade and one low-grade, No. 39 has four middle-grade and three low-grade, No. 27 has four middle-grade and two low-grade, ...

Finally, the comprehensive ranking is made, the top ten automatically enter the semi-finals, and the others are all eliminated.

The results are:

"No. 28, No. 14, No. 39, No. 69, No. 66, No. 27..."

After the results were announced, Master Lan looked at all the contestants again, and the meaning was very clear. If there were any objections, they could be raised now, otherwise it would be too late to regret after the final results were confirmed.

However, the monks present knew the results of the competition very well, and they knew their own results as well as a mirror, so no one raised any objections.

"Okay, in that case, I declare that the preliminary selection of the 64 groups of the second-level group has been successfully completed. Except for the top ten cultivators who need to stay, the other contestants can leave on their own."

Master Lan waved his right hand, and the door that was originally closed opened instantly.

Those tortured alchemists had waited for this moment for too long. After hurriedly saluting Master Lan, they quickly walked out of the door.

Led by Master Lan, Xu Feng and others passed through a secret passage and finally arrived at Huidan Square, where the semi-finals were held.