Chapter 561: Knocked Down with One Punch!

He activated the blood lotus and condensed it into a blood-colored lotus in front of him.

Then he took out several holy medicines and threw them in one after another.

"You really don't know how to make pills!"

Junior Brother Yan's smile became more and more contemptuous: "Who knows, alchemy requires alchemy fire and alchemy cauldron, both are indispensable!"

"Throwing it in all at once like you will only burn the holy medicine to ashes. It's a waste of resources!"

The disciples of the Holy Palace who were watching all burst into laughter.

I have seen stupid people, but I have never seen such stupid people!

Alchemy does not require an alchemy cauldron?

"Who said you can't make elixirs without an elixir cauldron?"

The corner of Chu Shaoyang's mouth curled up: "It's just a first-grade holy-level elixir, I can make it easily."

The blood lotus whirled, the flames burning inside, tempering the medicinal power in the holy medicine.

However, in just a few breaths, the holy medicine had long since disappeared, leaving only the pure power in it, condensed into a drop of five-color spiritual liquid.

Clear and transparent, as bright as a gem!

"This is the purest spiritual liquid!"

Junior Brother Yan exclaimed: "Only by refining the holy medicine to the extreme can the pure spiritual liquid be condensed."

"Don't you know how to make alchemy? How could you..."

Chu Shaoyang sneered: "When did I say that I couldn't make pills?"

Junior Brother Yan's body was shaken, and he only realized it later!

He can make pills!

Not only that, but without the alchemy cauldron, the pure spiritual liquid could be extracted within a few breaths.

He may not be able to achieve this skill even if he practices for decades!

The blood lotus fire began to shrink, and the petals closed to form buds.

A refreshing fragrance spread from the stamens and soon filled the entire hall.

As the petals slowly opened, a white elixir rose.

He swayed from side to side, seemingly curious about everything around him, but also a little timid.

Chu Shaoyang held the elixir and smiled lightly: "I won."

The disciples of the Holy Palace who were watching were stunned for a moment, and then spoke one after another.

"You may practice quickly, but your quality may not be higher than that of Junior Brother Yan!"

"That's right! There is a rule in alchemy competition. Whoever refines it with better quality wins!"

They didn't understand alchemy, they just thought that in order to win, Chu Shaoyang only cared about speed and ignored quality.

"He won."

Junior Brother Yan suddenly spoke, attracting countless people's attention.

He fell to the ground, staring at the elixir with an ashen face.

"Second-grade holy level, top-quality Hundred-Splitting Pill, top-notch holy medicine for tempering the body!"

"I'm only a first-grade saint-level person. Even if I'm lucky enough to achieve top quality, I'll still lose."

Suddenly, the entire banquet hall fell into deathly silence.

It turns out that Chu Shaoyang actually refined a second-grade holy level, top-quality elixir!

He didn’t even use the alchemy cauldron!

With this talent, looking at the entire Holy Palace, I have never seen a second-grade holy alchemist as young as him.

It’s so outrageous!

"I lost."

Junior Brother Yan said dejectedly: "According to the bet, my spiritual flame is yours."

He closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

Chu Shaoyang pulled the air, and the blood lotus fire poured into Junior Brother Yan's body, drawing out a ball of blue flame!

Seventeenth on the Spiritual Flame List, Youhai!

Fire is like the vast sea, which can swallow up the power of the host and increase the power of the flame.

Chu Shaoyang was overjoyed: "The power in my body is several times higher than that of the same realm. I can activate Youhai with all my strength and unleash the full power of Youhai!"

"Even more than 100%!"

This is the special nature of Youhai.

The ranking is not high, just because Youhai absorbs too much power, which is simply unbearable for ordinary people.

But Chu Shaoyang was different.

With Youhai, you are one step closer to entering the realm of a fourth-grade holy alchemist!

"Damn it!"

The disciple in yellow was so angry that he gritted his teeth and murmured: "Elixir, soul, and sword, this guy knows all of them, and he has made such great achievements!"

"If he is also a physical practitioner..."

"No, absolutely impossible!"

"How can someone who is a fellow practitioner of the Four Paths achieve such a state?"

From the bottom of his heart, he was afraid of Chu Shaoyang's talent.

However, when I thought that Chu Shaoyang also practiced alchemy, it became more confirmed that he was not good at physical strength.

"I want to challenge you!"

The disciple in yellow shouted loudly: "My name is Huang Zhong, and I am a practitioner of the second pattern and body cultivation!"

"I want to compete with you physically!"

Only his voice echoed in the hall.

Huang Zhong suddenly frowned and found that Zhuge Tingxue and others showed no signs of worry.

Could it be...

"It's endless!"

Chu Shaoyang looked a little impatient, glanced at everyone in the Holy Palace, and asked: "Who else wants to compete? Let's go together."

Everyone was shocked and angry!

Does this kid really think he is invincible?

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Huang Zhong didn't believe in evil and snorted coldly: "I can defeat you by myself!"

"Take the move!"

He immediately activated his physical strength, and two physical cultivation sacred marks lit up on his chest.

All the 20 million kilograms of force were concentrated on the fist and smashed down hard!

Chu Shaoyang raised his hand unhurriedly.

Snap!

His five fingers were like hooks, tightly clasping Huang Zhong's fist.

He was lifted up together with his whole body and hung in mid-air.

"What?"

Not only the disciples who were watching were dumbfounded.

Huang Zhong exclaimed in shock!

"Your power is actually greater than mine!"

The corners of Chu Shaoyang's mouth curved.

The red shirt on his chest gradually disappeared, revealing two sacred lines of body cultivation.

"Second pattern body repair!"

Huang Zhong’s liver and gallbladder are broken!

How could someone who is practicing the four paths have a level that is far superior to that of their peers!

No, that's not right!

He is only twenty years old, and there is no warrior of his age who can reach such a state!

Fellow practitioners of the Four Paths, what monsters they are!

"You lost too."

Chu Shaoyang suddenly exerted force and slammed Huang Zhong to the ground.

puff!

Huang Zhong's bones were all broken, and his broken internal organs spurted out with blood.

"No, don't kill me!"

Huang Zhong screamed in fright: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have provoked you."

"I am a waste, and all of us Holy Palace disciples are waste. Please spare my life!"

Suddenly, the expressions of all the disciples of the Holy Palace changed.

"What did you say?"

Chu Shaoyang raised his foot and stepped on his head, shouting: "The sound is too quiet, I can't hear you!"

Huang Zhong screamed in fright, burst into tears, and shouted: "I am a waste, and the disciples of Taichu Holy Palace are also waste!"

"Please spare me!"

"Asshole!"

Liao Wentao couldn't help it anymore, stood up angrily, walked towards Huang Zhong, and lifted him up.

"stop!"

Qi Tian suddenly spoke, and Liao Wentao's hand that had just exerted force relaxed a little.

"It's just a waste, how can it represent our Taichu Holy Palace?"

He remained calm.

But when he stared at Chu Shaoyang, there was a cold murderous intent deep in his eyes.

"That's what senior brother said."

Liao Wentao suddenly realized it and threw Huang Zhong aside: "He is just a waste. What qualifications do he have to represent Taichu Holy Palace?"

"You were just lucky. A few losers happened to challenge you, and that's why you won."

"Fight with me if you dare!"

Chu Shaoyang smiled lightly: "Don't provoke me."

"Although I am not your opponent now, you may not be my opponent later."

He slowly returned to his seat and ate the spiritual fruit lazily.

He didn’t take Liao Wentao seriously at all!

"Damn beast!"

Liao Wentao is about to explode!

If Linglong Pavilion had not prevented him from taking action, he would have killed Chu Shaoyang thousands of times!

Who gets this kind of trash to run wild on his head!