The Third Round
Whoosh!
When the three words' Origin Condensing Pill 'came out of Peng Zhou's mouth, the entire square instantly became clamorous.
"Oh no, oh no. The first round of assessment is to refine a peak third-grade pill, the Essence Solidifying Pill. It seems like I have to stop here."
"What the hell is Peng Zhou doing? If the first round is to refine the Essence Solidifying Pill, at least eighty to ninety percent of the participants will be eliminated."
"Maybe Peng Zhou is trying to filter out the geniuses as soon as possible. He doesn't want to waste too much time."
"..."
Hearing that the first round of assessment was to refine the Essence Solidifying Pill, some of the alchemists who had yet to reach third-grade felt bitter.
To them, it was indeed cruel to be eliminated in the first round.
"The second round of assessment is to refine a fourth-grade pill, the True Martial Pill!"
Peng Zhou was very satisfied with the crowd's reaction. This was the effect he wanted. He wanted the elites. He did not want any of the nobodies.
Peng Zhou looked around and continued, "The third round of assessment is to refine a fifth-grade pill! Let me explain. Alchemists who pass the third round of assessment will enter the final round and will be rewarded handsomely by the Alchemy Union. "
"What reward?" someone asked.
"Hehe, as for the reward, let's wait and see." Peng Zhou smiled and said, "The fourth round of assessment will determine the top three. By then, Danwu College will give you an unexpected surprise."
"Alright, enough talking. Next, those who have registered can go up to the high platform and start refining the Essence Solidifying Pill."
Peng Zhou said in a deep voice, "The time limit for the first round is half an hour. Good luck to everyone."
After saying this, Peng Zhou's figure flashed and he flew towards the high platform.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ...
As soon as Peng Zhou left, the people around the ten round platforms rose from the ground and rushed towards the round platforms.
There were ten giant round platforms and ten stone tables on each of them. There were cauldrons and storage bags on the stone tables.
The ingredients and pill furnaces for the first two rounds of the assessment were provided by the Alchemy Union. Those who registered only needed to go up the stage and refine the corresponding pill within the allotted time.
"Senior, I have a friend who wants to participate in the first round of the assessment, I think …" Ning Yue hurriedly cupped his hands towards Ancestor Demonic Jiu when he saw the crowd rushing towards the stage.
"You can refine Grade Three and Grade Four pills effortlessly, so just stay here and wait until it's your turn. It won't be too late to go on stage." Ancestor Demonjiu waved his hand, interrupting Ning Yue's words, "As for your friends, you can rest assured. With me here, no one will dare to make a move against them."
"I just want to help Lu Wei enter the finals, not worry about their safety." Ning Yue cursed in his heart, but on the surface, he said, "Thank you, Senior."
"Haha, in the Great Xia Kingdom, perhaps Old Ancestor Demonic Dove's martial arts strength isn't too high, but his overall strength is enough to rank in the top five!" Black Widow said with a faint smile.
"This Black Widow doesn't seem to be that old."
From the Black Widow's words, Ning Yue could roughly estimate her age. She should be between twenty-five to thirty years old.
To be able to reach the Half-Step Manifestation Realm at such a young age, one had to admit that her talent was truly heaven-defying.
Naturally, the gap between him and Ning Yue in his previous life was still huge. After all, in his previous life, Ning Yue had broken through to the Heavenly Supreme Realm at the age of thirty. He was a well-deserved peerless genius of the Demonic Sky Domain!
Crack! Boom! Rumble!
All sorts of sounds rang out from the ten stages.
There were pills exploding, cauldrons exploding, and people falling down. In any case, it was chaotic.
For such a large-scale alchemy competition, it wasn't just a test of one's alchemy level, but also one's mental fortitude and adaptability.
Even if it was only a Third Grade Condensing Pill, there were still many Fourth Grade Alchemists who failed to refine it within the stipulated time.
As there were simply too many people signing up for the Alchemy Competition, the first round of assessment lasted from morning until noon before it ended.
After a few hours of competition, there were only two hundred Martial Artists who successfully passed the second round of the competition.
Lu Wei and Si Kongling were naturally eliminated due to their low alchemy level.
"The second round of the competition begins now!"
As expected, Peng Zhou followed the principle of not wasting time and immediately began the second round of the competition.
There were two hundred Martial Artists, twenty on each stage.
This time, they were refining a Fourth Grade Condensing Pill, the True Martial Pill. The stipulated time was one hour.
Compared to the Condensing Pill, the True Martial Pill was a few levels more difficult to refine.
Although the Alchemy Union gave one hour, to most Alchemists, especially Fourth Grade Alchemists, time was still tight.
Boom! Boom! …
Those who could successfully pass the first round of the competition were mostly capable, so there were no cases of falling down.
Although they did not fall down, there were still cases of pills exploding, and it was more frequent.
"Their mental fortitude is too weak. Many of them could have refined the True Martial Pill, but they ended up exploding in the end." On the stage, Ancestor Demonic Jiu shook his head and immediately changed the topic, "But they are all good seedlings. If they can enter Danwu College and train for a period of time, they will definitely have a bright future."
"Old fox!"
Hearing Ancestor Demonic Jiu's words, Peng Zhou's heart was in a bad mood.
His original intention of holding the competition was to attract all the geniuses in the Great Xia Country to join the Alchemy Union. How could he be happy with Ancestor Demonic Jiu's interference?
However, even if he was unhappy, he couldn't show it. Who asked Ancestor Demonic Jiu to be stronger than him?
"According to my estimation, there are only about fifty Alchemists who can pass the second round of the competition." Black Widow said indifferently.
"Fifty is already not bad." Ancestor Demonic Jiu slowly said, "There is still half an hour before the end of the second round. After half an hour, we will know how many people have passed the second round of the competition."
Rumble!
Half an hour wasn't a long time, so it passed by quickly.
It wasn't until an earth-shattering explosion rang in the air that the second round of the competition ended.
The result was similar to Black Widow's prediction. A total of forty-eight Alchemists passed the third round of the competition.
"Ning Yue, the third round is to refine the Grade Five Essence Transformation Pill. Go and prepare yourself, don't disappoint me."
Since Ning Yue needed to participate in the third round of the competition, Ancestor Demonic Jiu did not detain him.
"Yes, Senior."
Hearing Ancestor Demon Jiu's words, Ning Yue stomped on the ground and landed beside Lu Suan and the others.
"Cough, cough!"
Right at this time, Peng Zhou's voice sounded again, "The third round of the competition, refining the Grade Five Essence Transformation Pill!"
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