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"What! Boss lost? How is that possible? Boss, did Lin Fan use some shady trick to win?"

The short one spoke first, and then immediately called the fat and thin ones to support the tall one.

"No, I'm not as skilled as you. I did lose. Next time, it's up to you, shorty."

"Don't worry, big brother. I've never lost to anyone in alchemy except Junior Sister Ye."

On the other hand, Lin Fan seemed to have only consumed a lot of physical strength and was not injured.

Lin Fan touched the Fire Cloud Cat's head and began to meditate and rest on the spot. Soon, Lin Fan stood up again.

"Come on, I will win the second match smoothly too."

"I only won by luck, big brother. From now on, I will let you know that a defeated opponent will always be a defeated opponent."

Both sides firmly believed that they would beat the other in alchemy. After all, one was a short man who had only lost once to his peers since entering the sect, and the other was Lin Fan, whose alchemy skills had made great progress recently.

Because the tall ones are resting, the fat ones speak rudely, and the thin ones are always a step behind, so the short ones are both contestants and referees.

"The second competition is about alchemy. We'll see who can refine the Qi-nourishing Pill faster and produce the best quality."

"Qi-nourishing pills, haha, are you worried that I won't have enough energy after winning? You're really considerate." "You're really bold. I prepared this Qi-nourishing pill for our boss, and you, I guess your pill furnace is about to explode."

"Even if my furnace explodes, I'll still win. Stop talking nonsense and let's get started."

After saying that, the two of them took out medicinal herbs and alchemy furnaces from their storage bags respectively.

There was naturally nothing interesting to see when a low-level cultivator refined low-level elixirs, so much so that the onlookers began to doze off, and Lin Fan's Fire Cloud Cat had already fallen asleep.

Perhaps because it was too quiet, Lin Fan's alchemy furnace suddenly shook violently, as if it was about to explode.

"Hehe, you're about to explode the furnace not long after you started, so you're bound to lose in this alchemy business," the dwarf laughed at the side after hearing the noise.

Seeing this, Lin Fan immediately extinguished the fire in the alchemy furnace and took out the half-refined medicinal materials from the furnace.

"No way, I was just talking, and you really gave up?"

The dwarf was so attracted by Lin Fan's operation that he encountered a small problem on his side.

"Humph, I'm not the same person anymore, watch me!"

After saying that, Lin Fan activated the Wind Spirit Root, and under Lin Fan's control, various medicinal herbs moved towards Lin Fan's hands as if being absorbed by a vortex.

"You'd better take care of yourself. I'm almost at the elixir stage."

After Lin Fan finished speaking, he ignited a small flame in his hand, and the flame grew bigger and bigger until it completely enveloped the herbs. Finally, the flame began to rotate with the herbs. After a few breaths, a Qi-nourishing Pill fell into Lin Fan's hand.

"This, how is this possible? He can actually make pills without using an alchemy furnace." The dwarf was surprised that Lin Fan was able to make pills without using ordinary means while also stabilizing his alchemy furnace.

"So what if I succeed? My quality is definitely better than yours." At this point, Ai's Qi-nourishing Pill was also successfully refined.

The crowd of onlookers rushed forward to compare, and finally, after everyone's unanimous opinion, they came to the conclusion that the quality of Lin Fan's and Ai's Qi-nourishing Pills were the same, but Lin Fan was faster, so Lin Fan won.

"You've lost two games in two matches. You should admit defeat first, otherwise you'll end up losing three games in a row to a dead person."

Lin Fan acted like a winner, swallowed the Qi-nourishing Pill he had just made, and rested on the spot.

"Don't be happy too soon. This is all based on luck. You will definitely lose the next game." The averted man jumped up and down on the spot.

"The short break is over, and now on the battlefield are the two players from our third game."

"My invincible third brother, who has the physique of a giant, and Lin Fan, who was lucky enough to win two games."

Abyss shouted again from the edge of the battlefield. As if attracted by Abyss's voice, some fellow disciples had already started to come and watch.

"Hey, what do you mean? I'm telling you, I rely on my strength, not luck!"

"Let me say this again. First, I'm not yelling 'Hey!', I'm yelling 'Short!' Second, this competition is a physical fight, and the use of spiritual power is prohibited. Okay, let the competition begin now!"

As soon as the short man finished speaking, Fatty and Lin Fan began to approach each other.

In front of Lin Fan, Pang was like a giant. He knew that he could never beat Pang in terms of strength, so he had to test and look for flaws.

But for Pang, Lin Fan's tactics are the most familiar to him. After all, there must be a reason why he can become the best among the freshmen.

"Lin Fan, you don't think you can find my flaws just by hanging around me, do you? You're still too young."

After saying that, Pang stomped on the ground hard, and the whole venue shook like a meteorite hitting the earth.

Lin Fan was also thrown off balance by the sudden movement. Originally, Lin Fan wanted to find a flaw, but ended up being the one being found.

Pang took advantage of the moment when Lin Fan was adjusting and punched him.

This punch was not only powerful but also fast, knocking Lin Fan back several meters. Before Lin Fan could recover, another punch was thrown at him.

Even though Lin Fan reacted, the impact of the previous punch still prevented him from completely avoiding this one.

At this point, Lin Fan was at a great disadvantage. With his limited combat experience, he was naturally powerless against the experienced Fatty.

"Damn it! How can he be so powerful?" Lin Fan dusted himself off and stood up again.

Fat was like an insurmountable mountain in front of him. "It's time to end it. I'll use this last punch to understand you."

After saying that, Pang raised his right fist, gathering strength for a while, intending to give Lin Fan the final blow.

This accumulated power just gave Lin Fan the opportunity to counterattack. He rushed towards Pang, and just when Pang was about to hit him, Lin Fan tried his best to dodge to Pang's right, while rotating with time.

Because he couldn't completely avoid the punch, Lin Fan absorbed most of the force by spinning, and used the force of Pang's punch to spin faster. Finally, he used the force generated by the rotation to kick Pang in the back with all his strength.

With a "bang", Lin Fan and Pang both fell on the battlefield, but because of the two punches Lin Fan had received earlier, Pang finally stood up.

"Lin Fan fell to the ground and lost his ability to fight. The winner is my invincible third brother."

"Junior Brother Lin, are you okay?"

"Junior Brother Lin, I will help you get revenge."

Before Lin Fan fell into a coma, he heard a few words from his fellow disciples and then lost consciousness.

Elder Wang then arrived and said, "Everyone, disperse. Take Lin Fan to rest. As for the four of you, tall, short, fat, and thin, double the punishment you received last time."

Elder Wang's words immediately made everyone present busy or leave, and the competition was called off.