The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 364: You Lost

Over here, the fire duel between Zhao Shenkong and Guo Zhen was catching everyone’s attention. Both of them had undergone multiple switches in their offensive and defensive tactics, triggering wave after wave of gasps. But neither of them could completely suppress each other, leaving the situation in a stalemate.

Whether it was Zhao Shenkong’s golden flames or Guo Zhen’s deep purple flames, there was no disparity in their levels.

The outcome of the game was dictated by the control they had over their flames.

Whoever had the more adept and precise control of flames had the higher chance of winning.

This was a test of the Pill Refiner’s ability to control flames.

But from what it looked like at the moment, both of them had very high control over their flames and it was impossible to tell who was superior.

On the other side, the other face-off that wasn’t receiving much attention was also reaching a heated stage.

Li Jianlong went mad, completely ignoring Fang Lin and focused all his energy and attention on the plant and wood atlas in front of him.

He wanted to win!

Too much attention would only distract him and affect his efficiency. Instead of worrying unnecessarily, it was better to devote himself entirely to what lay ahead.

But for some reason, Li Jianlong felt a heavy burden on his heart as if a large mountain was pressing down on him, making him feel out of breath.

At this moment, Li Feng, who was standing by the side, also had a terrible look on his face. He had been observing Fang Lin’s progress the whole time, and currently, Fang Lin seemed to have overtaken Li Jianlong.

This wasn’t good news!

Li Feng was a bit flustered, but he didn’t dare to speak up and disturb Li Jianlong, so he could only worry in silence.

Li Feng even wanted to trip Fang Lin up and slow him down a bit.

But with the Pill Alliance’s steward watching over everything, if he dared to cause any trouble, he’d likely be the first one to face the consequences.

Li Jianlong, as the number one young genius in Alchemy Tao of the Li Family, could still maintain a clear mindset and precise movements even though he was mentally affected midway, adjusting back in time.

However, it was a pity that he had met an unimaginable competitor, Fang Lin, which was bound to end in tragedy for Li Jianlong.

“Time’s up.” The steward overseeing the competition spoke up, interrupting their work.

Fang Lin looked up and glanced at Li Jianlong. The latter was glaring at him with an aggrieved look as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Fang Lin smiled faintly, wearing an innocent expression. Ludicrously, anyone unaware would assume he was nothing but naive and harmless.

Seeing Fang Lin still able to smile, Li Jianlong’s face twitched even more. He was certainly not in a mood to laugh, his mind was exceptionally heavy and uncertain whether he won or lost.

He looked at Li Feng beside him only to find that Li Feng’s expression was equally grim. A sense of foreboding surged in Li Jianlong’s heart.

The steward of the Pill Alliance collected the atlases of the two. Fang Lin, as if he was unconcerned by the results, climbed up to a nearby high platform and took a keen interest in the competition between Zhao Shenkong and Guo Zhen.

Li Jianlong’s face darkened. Does this mean Fang Lin doesn’t regard him at all? Was he so confident that he had already won?

The steward of the Pill Alliance was speechless as well, wondering why the boy didn’t show any interest in his own result. Instead, he darted off to watch other people’s duels.

Left with no choice, the steward began inspecting the atlases of the two.

The two from the Li Family weren’t in the mood to watch others’ matches, especially Li Jianlong, who was on tenterhooks.

“No worries, even though Fang Lin didn’t fall behind in terms of progress, you should have a higher accuracy rate,” Li Feng consoled. However, he himself was uncertain inside.

Over here, the match between Guo Zhen and Zhao Shenkong had become more intense. Both of them were surrounded by their flames, continuously clashing and confronting each other.

At this moment, it was clear to anybody with discerning eyes that Guo Zhen and Zhao Shenkong were evenly matched in terms of their flame control abilities.

Therefore, the decisive factor to determine the victor was still dependent on the level of their flames.

Then, people noticed Fang Lin perched on high. Everyone was momentarily stunned.

Guo Zhen and Zhao Shenkong also noticed Fang Lin and both of them shot hostile glances at him.

Fang Lin was unfazed, his eyes gleaming as they focused on Zhao Shenkong and Guo Zhen’s Soul Commanding Pill Fire.

“Both were quite remarkable flames,” Fang Lin murmured, saliva almost rolled off his tongue from anticipation.

The crowd was speechless at his expression. Was this kid planning on laying his hands on these two?

Surprisingly, Fang Lin did harbor such thoughts, especially towards Zhao Shenkong’s golden flames. Although it was a beast flame, it seemed extremely special to Fang Lin.

The golden flying beast hidden within the flame didn’t look like an ordinary demon beast; it likely contained ancient beast bloodline.

Of course, Guo Zhen’s deep purple flame wasn’t bad either. After all, it was a naturally formed flame and could not be weak.

But in Fang Lin’s view, the one with greater potential was the golden flame.

The fact was, even though naturally formed flames were generally higher in level than beast flames, there were many occasions when certain special beast flames held high potential values.

Even though they may start off weak, as the Pill Refiner continued to cultivate, the flame would gradually become stronger.

In Fang Lin’s past life in the Pill Saint Palace, there was a Pill Refiner who absorbed an unknown beast flame which was extremely weak initially, causing a lot of ridicule from others.

But later on, with the painstaking cultivation of that Pill Refiner, the flame grew stronger. He eventually became one of the most outstanding Pill Refiners in the Pill Saint Palace.

Zhao Shenkong’s golden flame seemed very unique and in Fang Lin’s view, it should have great potential.

Unfortunately, since this flame belonged to Zhao Shenkong, it would be quite challenging to acquire it.

Over here, the steward of the Pill Alliance who was overseeing Fang Lin and Li Jianlong had already finished reviewing their atlases. His expression was extremely odd.

Li Jianlong had been observing the steward’s expression throughout. Seeing such a strange expression on his face, his sense of unease grew stronger.

At this moment, the steward of the Pill Alliance looked up at Fang Lin who was perched high above, then turned to Li Jianlong, and said, “You lost.”

Buzz!

Upon hearing these three words, Li Jianlong felt as if his mind had been hammered hard. His head was spinning, and he almost lost his balance.

Li Feng also instantly lost all color in his face, disbelief written all over his face.

“This is impossible!” Li Jianlong suddenly roared like a madman, startling many people around him.

Fang Lin also turned around, puzzled, and asked, “What’s wrong with you? Shouting so loudly, are you trying to scare someone to death?”

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