The hearty laughter filled with internal energy was like a thunder roaring across the sky over the imperial capital square. As the sound came out, everyone present could not help but be shocked.

Before, the ruthless performance between Yao Lin and Xie Zan was like a drama, interpreting the ugliness of the world. At that moment, everyone witnessed the vicious side of the wrinkled old man, and did not feel that Mo Ran, who was still working hard to refine the alchemy on the ring, temporarily forgot about it.

At this moment, when everyone turned to look at the hard-working young man in the game, everyone immediately regained their previous memories, and even looked at Mo Ran and the cauldron wrapped in dazzling purple light in front of him with a look of surprise.

The boy was straight, standing upright like a proud green pine in the middle of winter. Compared with Xie Zan, who had already died, Mo Ran's eyes were now flashing, which looked extremely excellent. His surging internal energy appeared on the surface of his body at some point. The weak internal energy war suit appeared and disappeared from time to time, all of which declared his strong strength and outstanding talent.

"Wu Wei?" A glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Chu Jiangzhuo's eyes, who knew Mo Ran very well. At this time, he had long been shocked by this sudden change. In his memory, Mo Ran was just a congenital warrior. Although his daughter praised him in all respects, the theory of the fifth-level warrior was not outstanding in Ruoda Shangwu Academy. Although Chu Jiangzhuo had guessed that this young man must have hidden his strength, he believed that he would not be confused yet. It was obviously the peak strength of the innate warrior. Why did he become a Martial Guard again at this time?

Chu Jiangzhuo guessed himself that for a moment, the inexplicable excitement could not be suppressed. A Wu Wei, who was only twelve years old, was also a third-level alchemist. His talent was not beyond the reach of his future, but it was definitely unprecedented.

Around Chu Jiangzhuo, a group of martial arts freshmen who also had some understanding of Mo Ran were all shocked, and the ones who performed the most were the ones.

Dongfang Xue and Xu Jie'er each opened their pink mouths into a "0" shape and could no longer speak. The two of them looked at each other, shook their heads, and secretly resented in their hearts. Mo Ran was hiding too deep.

If you want to say, these are the only people who were shocked by Mo Ran's strength. After all, the strength of this martial arts level is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the four masters with noble status and superb strength on the stands. But what surprised them was that this kind of strength actually appeared in a young man in his teenager. This talent is enough to be enviable.

It doesn't matter to others, but Mo Cheng, the head of the Mo family sitting among them, was even more shocked when he saw this.

"Wu Wei? Is it so fast?" The five fingers clenched into fists secretly. Mo Cheng counted silently in his heart and smiled bitterly.

"In nearly twelve years, he is already at the level of the Martial Guard. He is really a rare genius." Mo Cheng said in his heart, vaguely, the old man did not notice it. At this time, he began to feel a little regretful about his actions back then.

On the stage, Mo Ran, who saw the expressions of everyone present, was not proud of the shock of these people. Instead, his expression was as dull as ever. His eyes turned to Yaolin. Mo Ran suddenly smiled and said, "Yaolin. Now I don't want to call you a senior, because your actions cannot be called a human being."

Hearing the sarcasm and humiliation in Mo Ran's words, Yao Lin's face turned cold and he said in a deep voice: "Boy, what did you say?"

"Don't you understand?" Mo Ran smiled slightly, then stopped calculating on this topic, and said, "Do you really think you will win?"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked. There was no reason, just because when Mo Ran was speaking, the tone contained in his tone had already been clearly felt by everyone.

Qingchen raised his head again, staring at Mo Ran with an incredible look, hoping that he could surprise him.

Yao Lin was also shocked, and then looked at Mo Ran's Medicine King Cauldron. Seeing that the purple fire in the furnace was still burning, there was no sign of weakening, he was secretly relieved.

Yao Lin stared at Mo Ran and said in a Senran: "Boy, everyone can tell big talk, but if you have the ability, you have to rely on your strength to speak."

Obviously, so far, he still doesn't believe that Mo Ran was able to successfully refine the Qingling Body Pill because he believed in his vision and understanding of alchemy. What's more, the young man in front of him was really too young, so light that it was unbelievable that he would become a level three alchemist at this age. The most important thing is that there is a short time left before the end of this battle of pill.

"Don't believe it?" Mo Ran curled his lips, and then the former made a shocking move.

I saw Mo Ran's right palm that was leaning against the Medicine King Cauldron and suddenly retracted. Affected by this action, the purple qi burning in the cauldron had no support from the internal energy and was extinguished in an instant. After a while, in addition to the cauldron and the furnace also exuded a hot temperature, the Medicine King Cauldron returned as usual.

"This..., don't."

Seeing Mo Ran's crazy behavior, Qing Chen couldn't help but exclaim, because he knew that the most basic common sense of an alchemist when refining alchemy was to not extinguish the flames in the middle of the journey. There was only one ending, that was, the medicinal materials in the furnace were destroyed. Now Mo Ran extinguished the flames by himself, which was completely contrary to his cognition and experience. In his eyes, this was no different from admitting defeat by himself.

However, Mo Ran's actions immediately attracted his attention.

Mo Ran paused for a moment, suddenly shook his arms and pressed his hands quickly on the Medicine King Cauldron. The purple flame that had just disappeared immediately rose up, and this time the purple fire was stronger and stronger than before.

Looking at Mo Ran's actions, on and off the stage, anyone who had a little understanding of alchemy was confused. They didn't understand why Mo Ran still had to play this trick at this time, and what was its specific intention?

He was fully focused and fully activated the purple inside of his body to continuously input into the Medicine King Cauldron. It was not until the flame reached a level that made him very satisfied that the delivery speed slowed down. At this time, the sudden purple halo when he was refining the third-level cultivation pill was once again reflected in everyone's eyes.

Danyi, reappearing.

As the purple fire climbed, outside the Medicine King Cauldron, the purple halo quickly tightened and penetrated into the cauldron under the surprised gaze of everyone. At this moment, Qingchen and Yaolin, who had extremely high level of alchemy cultivation, could not feel the changes in the medicinal materials in the cauldron.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Mo Ran's eyes, and then his palms were recycled again, and the purple fire disappeared in response to the sound.

Although the series of movements were complicated, Mo Ran only took two short breaths when he completed it.

The huge imperial capital square once again ushered in the deadly silence. At this time, everyone's eyes were on the strange Medicine King Cauldron, and the extremely excited look of expectation was revealed without any concealment.
Chapter completed!