Rise of the Alchemy God

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The competition proceeded as usual, and today was finally the third day of the tournament.

The second phase of the theoretical test had ended yesterday, with the final scores now posted, just like the first time.

And, to no one's surprise, the top spot was once again taken by Nuyu, the masked boy.

Though people found his nickname amusing, they preferred to refer to him as the masked boy.

Even though he wasn't the only one wearing a mask in the tournament, he stood out the most, so they gave him this nickname, which Ethan naturally didn't approve of.

But apparently, it wasn't up to him to decide.

If Bai Yu had been here at this moment, she would have already burst out laughing.

She had her doubts about his nickname, but she would have agreed with the rest of the audience about his new title.

If given the chance, she probably would have been the one to give him this name.

That said, one way or another, Ethan ended up in this situation, and as much as he wanted to, he knew there was little he could do.

The interesting thing to note was that, once again, he beat the second place contestant by an even greater margin than last time.

However, this time, the second-place contestant wasn't Xiang Hua but someone else.

She ended up in third place this time, losing by a small margin to the one before her.

Clearly, she wasn't happy with this, given her displeased expression.

Ethan, however, didn't care and continued to watch the competition from his seat.

This time, the number of participants had decreased even more, and by the end of the second part of the theoretical test, the total number of contestants had reached an exact 100.

Ethan wasn't sure if it was a coincidence that there were precisely 100 participants or if it was done on purpose, but this way, they now had 50 pairs of participants for the practical test.

The test, seeing the number of participants, wasn't limited to just one battle at a time but rather 8 at once.

At this pace, the first winners among all these 50 pairs of contestants could be determined today, but the test wouldn't last for just an hour per group but for three.

Ethan thought this was done on purpose since the pills produced wouldn't be of low grade anymore but of high grade for level 1.

Everyone present had already demonstrated sufficient skill to be able to produce at least low-grade level 2 pills.

This was a level expected from these participants, as each one of them was at least a three-star adept, with many already at the expert alchemist level.

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The reason why competitions among experts were more impressive compared to those of novices was that they always showcased high-level skills, with pill refining methods and even the pills themselves being newer and more unique.

No matter how large the alchemy tournament was, it never attracted more than a certain level of attention, and this was due to the fact that many couldn't understand the majority of what was happening during this competition.

Which was normal, after all, not everyone had knowledge of alchemy, even at a basic level.

That's why a commentator was provided, who would simplify what was happening for the present audience.

That said, even then, the audience was mainly interested in knowing who the best was or the future pillars of alchemy for their empire, and witnessing their rise, so to speak.

Being able to say they were present during the debut of a certain important figure was considered an honor by many.

It was similar to when someone became rich and successful in their profession, and all their old acquaintances wanted to be part of that success.

There was always that friend or classmate who would suddenly appear out of nowhere, claiming they were in your class in front of their friends.

Situations like that were very common in the cultivation world as well, where everyone wanted a chance to end up having some kind of connection with prominent figures or those who were achieving a certain level of success.

It was a world governed by the strong, and everyone understood that if they wanted a certain level of security, they had to cling to someone powerful.

Ethan found this mentality strange and preferred not to end up in such situations in any case.

No matter which world one was in, some things wouldn't change, and this was something he understood very well from his first year here.

That said, Ethan watched the performance of the first group of participants, and so far, no one caught his attention.

He was in the second group of participants, who would compete today, and he couldn't wait for his turn.

After what Bai Yu had communicated to him, he knew that the situation was more serious than he had expected.

He intended to meet her after the tournament and find a solution to the problem together.

If what she said was true, then most likely, they only had a few days to act.

The time passed quickly, and the first group of winners was decided.

Ethan could say that all of them were good to a certain extent, but from his perspective, now more than ever, none of them stood a chance of winning against him.

'I feel like I'm bullying them,' he thought as he stood up, preparing himself for when he would be called onto the field.

The highest level of pill he saw was a level 2 pill of medium grade,

a good feat for them, but for him, who could refine level 3 pills of perfect grade with his eyes closed, this result was nothing more than child's play.

As the other participants left the field to make room for the next group, Ethan, along with the others, moved to his designated station.

At this point, everyone had confirmed Ethan's theoretical knowledge and admitted that no one could stand behind him in this area.

But now it was time for pill refining, and one couldn't necessarily be good at both, so many were anxious to see his performance.