: Testing Poison

In Qian Mo's heart, he has basically recognized Yang Haoran.

But given his status, it was embarrassing to withdraw quietly like this.

That's why I proposed another competition with Yang Haoran.

But the attitude is very different from before.

As mentioned before, everyone was not optimistic about Yang Haoran, and almost all wanted to belittle Yang Haoran.

But now, it's more about respect.

Even Qian Mo's tone of voice was very soft.

If you don't know the cause and effect of this matter.

It looks like an ordinary medical exchange between the two.

Moreover, at this moment Qian Mo did not have the full confidence he had at the beginning.

He no longer believes that Yang Haoran can be suppressed by strength.

Yang Haoran cupped his fists and said, "It's up to you. I don't know what you want to compete with or how you want to compete?"

Qian Mo smiled calmly: "I'll take advantage.

Just like the preparation of medicines, this is my strongest area.

I wonder what Master Yang wants?"

Qian Mo's tone was much more polite, and he really learned from past mistakes.

If things go wrong, the more boastful you are now, the greater your embarrassment will be.

"Okay, let's do as you say, let's talk about the rules and comparisons."

There was a buzz of discussion all around.

"Qian Mo is welcome, who doesn't know that he is the best at pharmacology!

Especially when it comes to poisons, it is unparalleled in the world.

If my guess is right, this old guy must be better than the poison maker!"

"I don't know if Master Yang is proficient in pharmacology. If he even cares about it, I'm afraid he will suffer a loss!"

Qian Mo heard everyone's words, but his face did not turn red and his heart did not beat.

"We are better than preparing poison.

But be creative and change the way you play it.

You and I each prepare three poisons, and the other party cracks them and prepares the corresponding antidote.

Whoever is faster and can crack more will win.

I wonder if Master Yang agrees?"

Yang Haoran nodded: "Okay, but I do have a little opinion."

Qian Mo immediately paid attention and his eyes lit up.

"Master Yang, feel free to tell me, what's your opinion?"

"I am most afraid of trouble, so there is no need for three kinds of poisons. I only need one kind of poison."

As for you, you are still three poisons.

As long as I don't crack them all, I lose."

Qian Mo looked surprised, originally thinking that Yang Haoran wanted to fight for his rights.

Unexpectedly, the conditions proposed were actually beneficial to him!

There were also voices of surprise and sighs all around.

"Master Yang will suffer a loss if he does this!

The preparations of poisons are ever-changing, and each one is different.

It's certainly not as difficult to break one poison as it is to break three."

"Qian Mo is a master of poisons. There are many poisons he prepares that even he himself cannot crack!"

"This kind of competition is a bit unfair! You need to think twice before you act!"

Qian Mo stared at Yang Haoran, feeling in a trance.

"Are you sure you're right? According to these conditions, you will suffer a loss!"

Yang Haoran smiled: "Suffering a loss is a blessing, I won't regret it, we can start."

Qian Mo looked impressed and immediately took out three porcelain bottles from his body.

Because the purpose of coming this time was to target Yang Haoran, Qian Mo naturally came prepared.

The reason why he proposed three poisons was because he had prepared three.

"Master Yang, this is the poison I have prepared.

I have taken advantage of you, so I won't set a time limit for you.

You can prepare the poison now."

Yang Haoran waved his hand: "It's not that troublesome. Just wait for me. It only takes a few minutes."

Qian Mo was stunned, how long did it take?

Even when preparing poison, the time is short. Isn't Yang Haoran a little too hasty?

Not only Qian Mo, but other people also thought the same way.

Under the gaze of everyone, Yang Haoran turned around and went to the pharmacy.

Dugu Linmu said: "Mr. Yang, do you want to help?"

"No, it'll only take a moment."

Ling Tianmiao looked surprised and could not guess what Yang Haoran was thinking.

Inside the pharmacy, Yang Haoran closed the door.

With a thought, the Soul-Eating Sword was summoned in his hand.

He pricked his finger and blood came out.

As a practitioner, wounds will heal automatically.

However, Yang Haoran controlled the blood to flow into a measuring cup.

After seeing that it was almost done, he started to activate his true energy, and the wounds on his hands disappeared in an instant.

Looking at the blood in the measuring cup, Yang Haoran smiled playfully.

He once ate the Fish from the Underworld, which not only made him invulnerable to all poisons, but his blood also contained huge toxicity.

So Yang Haoran never thought about preparing any messy poison. A few drops of his blood were enough.

Yang Haoran muttered something, and a ball of blue flame appeared on his fingertips.

Then he pointed his finger at the measuring cup, and blue flames quickly entered the measuring cup, making a tingling sound.

In an instant, the blood in the measuring cup disappeared and turned into a black pill.

In just two minutes, Yang Haoran poured the pills into the palm of his hand and walked out of the pharmacy with a smile.

"My poison has been cured and the master can crack it."

In full view of everyone, Yang Haoran walked up to Qian Mo and handed the pills to him.

At the same time, he also took the three porcelain bottles from Qian Mo's hand.

Qian Mo had a serious look on his face, holding the black pill with two fingers and looking at it carefully.

On the other side, Yang Haoran had already opened three porcelain bottles.

Under the gaze of everyone, he made a crazy move.

Yang Haoran lifted the porcelain bottle and poured the three poisons inside into his mouth.

"No, Mr. Yang!"

Dugu Linmu stretched out his hand to stop him, but he was a step too late and watched helplessly as Yang Haoran took all the poison.

"Hey! How can this be good!"

Dugu Linmu beat his chest and stamped his feet, very eagerly.

Qian Mo's reputation as the number one poisoner is not for nothing, his poison cannot be cracked even by Dugu Linmu and Qin Tianze!

Yang Haoran is so reckless, so dangerous!

"Yang Haoran, are you crazy?"
To be continued...