Before the official competition of the Alchemist Conference was about to begin, such a bomb suddenly appeared.
The scene exploded instantly.
Time slipped away little by little, but the shock in everyone's hearts did not diminish much. Their eyes were still looking at the young figure in the front row from time to time.
Lin Xiu sat in the most popular position, with no strange expression. He sat cross-legged in front of the medicine cauldron, his eyes closed, and used a short time to adjust his condition.
Next to it, the Holy Stepson Caidie and others were also closing their eyes cross-legged and making careful adjustments. The first round of the game was about to begin, and it was necessary for them to adjust their state to their best.
The stair-shaped stands surrounding a group of people had long been occupied by crowds, many of which were eliminated in the primary election.
They who had no chance of getting away from this alchemist conference did not leave immediately, but chose to stay and watch the game. For them, this is also a good way to increase their experience.
They failed, but they still did not give up. They have started again at the next alchemist conference.
In the sky, the sun seemed to be a little tired of everyone's attention and was moving towards the west mountain little by little.
Dong.
A sudden sound of drum beats rang out on the huge competition field, trembling.
Countless disciples who were cross-legged and adjusted were awakened by the sound of the drum.
Lin Xiu, who was in the No. 1 position, heard the thick drum beat and slowly opened his closed eyes.
"Is it going to start finally?" Lin Xiu let out a breath of turbid air, his black eyes staring at the slowly coming crowd, flashing slightly.
The Holy Stepson and others also opened their eyes at the same time, and their eyes fell on the front and the crowd came.
At the outermost side of the venue, there were a crowd of gray-shirted people holding various spiritual materials in their hands and slowly heading towards the center.
At the front of the crowd, a short and thin middle-aged man led everyone forward with a kind smile.
"Prince Yuan," Lin Xiu said in a little surprised to himself as he looked at the breastplate of the chief invigilator at the chest of the short figure.
The middle-aged man was Yuan Chief Superintendent who had contact with Lin Xiu yesterday. At this time, the group of people behind him were all wearing the same badges and the invigilator.
They are still in charge of the first official match of the Alchemist Conference.
Looking at the group of invigilators, Lin Xiu almost subconsciously, his expression tightened, and his eyes searched carefully.
After a moment, Lin Xiu slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, Liu Ying is not here."
When Lin Xiu thought of Liu Ying, he felt very unhappy. He was vague and emotional. Yesterday, he almost said goodbye to the alchemist meeting because of this evil woman.
Of course, it is relatively unhappy. Her behavior did anger Lin Xiu, but the latter's figure is quite interesting.
Although her breasts don’t have much flesh and her butt is not very erect, she wins because of that temperament. A beautiful tomboy is also a type that many people like.
When Lin Xiu's idea began to be evil, the invigilator led by Yuan Chief Inspector had already arrived at the competition area.
Lin Xiu, as the No. 1 player in the first round of the competition, was naturally the first to contact the invigilator.
"Lin Xiu, a good name for self-cultivation," said the short invigilator, when he walked to Lin Xiu's position, he stopped a little and spoke.
After saying that, without waiting for Lin Xiu to answer, he led everyone forward again.
Looking at the Yuan Superintendent who was walking towards the center of the crowd, a smile appeared on Lin Xiu's face.
"The cultivation of righteousness and the hiding of etiquette. My father named me to practice, and I really hoped that I would cultivate myself and cultivate my nature."
"But I prefer to understand it as practicing martial arts, practicing martial arts, and stepping on the path of the strong,"
......
The gray-shirt invigilator slowly entered the field and then concentrated in the center of the contestants.
"Young alchemists, if you can successfully pass the primary election, it will prove that you are qualified to become an excellent alchemist," the short-sized chief supervisor in the center of the venue, his eyes swept across the audience, his voice carrying a voice.
He said to everyone with a slight pride, "But just because he has this qualification, and to truly become an outstanding alchemist, this alchemist conference is an opportunity that you cannot miss," he said.
"So, just work hard. Whether you can stand out and become the best depends on your level," Yuan's supervisor looked calm, but his voice was very infectious.
After saying that, Yuan Chief Superintendent nodded to the invigilators behind him, and then said, "I won't explain the rules in detail. The process book is already very clear. Let's directly select the pill recipe."
After the Yuan Supervisor spoke for a moment, the invigilators behind him scattered, and everyone was carrying several bags of spiritual materials and a draw box in their hands.
"The process of selecting a pill recipe is actually very simple. Now every invigilator has a box in his hand, which is used to store the pill recipe. You will go to their place later, and then choose a pill recipe and then get it.
The corresponding spiritual material is completed,"
"The competition will be held at a unified time and will end at a unified time. That is to say, no matter what kind of pill recipe you draw, you must refine pills within the specified time. If the timeout exceeds the time, you will fail to refine it."
Director Yuan glanced at the contestants and said in a plain tone that he was paying attention to the game.
"Except for time, no other requirements are made. As for the final results, there is no ranking. If you pass or fail, there will only be these two results,"
"Of course, if the quality of the elixir is too poor, the conference will have the right to judge you to fail,"
The contestants in front of the medicine cauldron had already stood up, their eyes looking at the short figure in the center, with a serious expression.
The first game was not complicated and did not seem to be particularly difficult. The breath that was hanging in everyone's heart was a little relaxed.
"By the way, I forgot to say the most critical point. The match time is forty minutes," said Yuan Chief, who was about to turn around, suddenly turned his head and a faint cunning appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"What,,,"
“Forty minutes,”
A stone caused a thousand sensation. The words from Yuan Chief Supervisor forty minutes immediately made the originally calm player group burst into pieces.
Forty minutes, if the water melts at a wonderful night, it is barely enough, but it is a bit difficult to use to refine a pill.
"I heard it right, forty minutes, it's enough to play with a woman, but this is refining medicine, how could it be that easy?"
"Yes, if you draw another remote pill recipe, then your alchemist meeting will end,"
"Forty minutes, you won't be allowed to fail too many times."
"Well, draw lots. I hope you can draw a good lottery if you are lucky, otherwise it will be really painful,"
"well..."
Many contestants with low rankings showed bitterness, shook their heads helplessly, and then walked towards the invigilator not far away.