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Chapter 62 Anti-slap in the face(2/2)

An hour passed, and the forty alchemists put it aside without any hurry and continued to write.

Liu Wuxie just finished writing the twentieth elixir, not a single one was missed.

Apart from him, only the top-ranked alchemists from big cities also made records of every medicinal material. Most people gave up on their own initiative when encountering unfamiliar medicinal materials.

"Master Spear, these juniors this year have grown a lot compared to last year, and their ability to identify medicines has increased a lot."

The three referees whispered to each other, and more often than not, their eyes fell on Liu Wuxie.

The thirty-five city pavilion masters behind them discussed and exchanged ideas with each other, and even they had never seen many of the elixirs they came up with. It was difficult to judge whether the newly cultivated varieties had color or efficacy.

"These seedlings are the future hope of the Yan Dynasty. We are all old, and we will still have to rely on them to strengthen our Danbao Pavilion in the future."

Master Spear stroked his beard and said earnestly.

Everyone in the viewing area stretched their necks to avoid missing any links.

"Master Shangguan Pavilion, as expected, this year's champion is none other than you."

Li An came over and said in a flattering tone. Last year, they lost to Pingling City in Chan City. This year, they held the event in Chan City. They had the right time, place and people. If they can get the first place, they will get a fourth-grade elixir.

Reward, this statement is obviously duplicitous.
Chapter completed!
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