Chapter 1788

Although this time the competition only needs to be the top 20, but Qian Wuren still wants to advance to the first place.

Not for anything else, just to be able to perform well in front of Princess Yuan.

As time passed, other celestial alchemists also finished refining.

Some are successful, with confident smiles on their faces.

Some failed, and hurriedly began to refine new elixirs.

After the failure of the first furnace, the heavenly alchemists all refined the earth-level elixirs by coincidence.

After all, there are only fifteen celestial alchemists on the field, not counting Qin Ming. As long as the refined earth-level pills are high-level and sufficient, they will definitely be able to advance.

As time passed, Qin Ming was still sitting cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, as if he was cultivating.

There is no intention of refining the second furnace at all.

Many audience members in the audience were secretly anxious, but Qin Ming didn't want to practice anymore, so they had nothing to do.

Worried about his bet with Qian Wuren.

The game time is coming to an end.

Qian Wuren straightened his collar, walked in front of Qin Ming with a proud expression, and said with disdain, "Quickly get up and kowtow."

Qin Ming, who was sitting cross-legged and practicing, opened his eyes and looked at each other like an idiot.

"What? You have already lost, why don't you fulfill the bet soon?" Qian Wuren's face was grim, "Do you want to go back on your word?"

"In front of so many audiences, you gambled on the dignity of the Heavenly Alchemist, do you dare to go back on your word?"

Warriors and alchemists are extremely serious about their bets.

Especially in this kind of formal occasion, the words spoken are like water poured out.

If someone dared to back down on their own words, many warriors who couldn't bear it would probably take action angrily.

Qian Wuren hoped that Qin Ming would repent, so that he could take advantage of the crowd's voice and kill him here.

"When did I lose?" Qin Ming stood up, patted his sleeves, and said calmly.

"Why didn't you lose?" Qian Wuren pointed at his alchemy furnace and loudly said deliberately, "You didn't even successfully refine the elixir, of course you were directly eliminated."

"As for me refining three fourth-grade Tianyuan pills, of course I will be promoted directly."

"I advanced and you were eliminated. Of course I won the bet. What else do you have to argue?"

"If not, then obediently kowtow like a dog barking!"

Following Qian Wuren's words, everyone noticed this.

Many alchemists who were closing their eyes and meditating were also watching this scene with great interest.

Many Zhongzhou alchemists surrounded him and looked at Qin Ming with malicious intent.

"Why do you think I can't advance?" Qin Ming said calmly.

"Of course it's impossible!" Qian Wuren pointed to the alchemy furnace and said as a matter of course, "I am a heavenly alchemist, and I have refined countless heavenly pills."

"I don't know how long it takes to refine a batch of heaven-grade pills."

"Your alchemy furnace has been extinguished so early, there is only one possibility, and that is the failure of alchemy."

"Since alchemy failed, of course we are out."

His confident analysis was recognized by all the heavenly alchemists.

Seeing that the alchemists in their own country have recognized Qian Wuren's words, everyone understands that Qian Wuren is telling the truth.

They immediately understood that Qin Ming's alchemy had failed.

Then it means that he failed to refine a batch of pills.

Seeing that the alchemy conference was coming to an end, it was impossible for Qin Ming to have time to refine another furnace. His failure seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

It is also difficult for Qian Wuren to ask him to honor his bet.

After all, although the alchemy conference is not over yet, Qin Ming has already been eliminated.