When he was treating Gao Yunlong's Manniu, Chen Xuejian had the idea of ​​refining a set of surgical instruments, but too many things happened later and it was delayed.

Now his cultivation has improved a lot, and the level of the Northern Lights has also been improved a little, so he used the Northern Lights to refine a set of outfits earlier.

Unlike ordinary surgical instruments, these are magic weapons and are even more magical to use.

After seeing his box of things, everyone was stunned. These were all surgical instruments of Western medicine. How could alchemists who were closer to traditional Chinese medicine have seen these and were curious.

Zhao Hanru's face froze even more. Those equipment made him have strange thoughts, and he felt that the other party seemed to do such things often, and he might not be able to win.

But now that things have come to this point, there is no other choice, so I can only bite the bullet and go.

When both of them were ready, the emcee gave the order and started at the same time.

Zhao Hanru is an alchemist, but like Lu Qin, he is also a sword cultivator. The sword cultivator in the Void Refining Period is naturally extremely high in cultivation. He waved the embroidered knife in his hand and cut into the flowers in an extremely exquisite way.

Qian Zihuixin Flower is shaped like a cockscomb, and the flowers are similar. They are covered with thin stamens, as if a huge grass has condensed into a piece of the size of a palm. The stamens are intertwined, and it is not difficult to separate one by one.

He was also very accomplished in this area. He could accurately cut off the red stamens with his hands and then use his true energy to send them into the prepared box.

There are three colors, red is the least, and white is the second. Start with the least color, and after both red and white are selected, the only thing left is purple.

This is also one of his usual methods of practicing swords. In this way, he can greatly improve his swordsmanship control and accuracy.

Although Chen Xuejian also has swordsmanship, he is definitely not as good as him. He will definitely lose when he shows off his skills. He simply chose a pair of thin and long tweezers, and after he squeezed them in his hand, he let the Northern Lights help him improve his pupil strength.

In an instant, the flowers in front of him magnified twenty times. The distance between the stamens, which was only half a millimeter, instantly became about one centimeter. For him in his previous life, the distance was still very narrow, but for him now, these distances were quite abundant.

He also used the technique of practicing swordsmanship and had extremely strong mental power. He poked out the tweezers and accurately clamped the red stamens. He successfully separated with a slight pull. Like Zhao Hanru, he also chose to first understand the red stamens.

This method is extremely efficient and more accurate and easy. It was difficult to tell the speed at the beginning, but when Chen Xuejian cleared all the red stamens, everyone saw that there were still red spots on Zhao Hanru's flowers, and they knew that this round of competition might not be difficult for the fourth young master again.

This is true. No matter how accurate Zhao Hanru is, he needs more time to distinguish the color of the flower stamens than Chen Xuejian. After a long time, his eyes gradually become tired, which takes longer.

With the help of the Northern Lights, Chen Xuejian's pupil strength was maintained, without any fatigue. In just a moment, he clamped the last white stamen from the flower.

At this time, Zhao Hanru's Qian Zi Huixin Flower still had at least dozens of white stamens on it, and the outcome was determined immediately.

After the emcee announced, Zhao Hanru stood there motionless, obviously it was difficult to accept such consequences. A cultivator in the Void Refining Stage competed with a cultivator who had just entered the Nascent Soul Stage, which was originally bullying the small ones by the big ones, but he lost and was ashamed of himself.

His hands were pinched very tightly, and even blood vessels were clearly rising, as if he wanted to vent his anger. But after hearing Duanmu Chen coughing twice from a distance, his reason still helped him recover.

The reputation of the God of Viciousness is still there, and he will not be stupid enough to provoke. He immediately bowed and whispered: "I lost, say goodbye!"

After saying that, he left directly.

"The fourth junior brother is really amazing!"

Duanmu Chen looked at Zhao Hanru's back as he left, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, as if he was hesitating whether to let this person go to Nanyi Mountain.

"It's really amazing!"

Situ Xin was not distracted this time and was extremely surprised: "I didn't suffer any losses in both rounds. This fourth junior brother is really amazing. He is much better than us at that time... The master is still in seclusion, so he shouldn't have time to teach him. Is he a master? Who knows the master?"

"It's indeed a skilled recruiter!"

Duanmu Chen nodded: "But according to what he said, the man did not admit that he was his master... He didn't know the man's name either. According to my speculation, it was very likely that he was Old Man Killer."

"It's him!" Situ Xin was extremely surprised: "This is someone who even the master admires. No wonder the fourth junior brother has such a method."

Then he thought of something again and looked excited: "The old man Kumu has been studying the art of immortality for many years. If he is still alive, he will be over 1,400 years old. If he can find him, wouldn't there be hope for the master..."

Duanmu Chen sighed: "I have thought so too, but the fourth junior brother said that Old Man Kumu did not admit that he was his master. He left after he finished his work and could not find any trace."

"This..." Situ Xin looked disappointed, but his eyes still had a light of hope, and he obviously would not give up so easily.

Duanmu Chen suddenly chuckled: "It's this Xiao Muben again. So many people die every year, why don't he die yet!"

Hearing the three words Xiao Muben, Situ Xin was also stunned. After seeing it clearly, he suddenly laughed and said, "This old boy is here again!"

Xiao Muben is an old alchemist with average cultivation and average alchemy skills, but he has a skill that most alchemists are inferior to: they read a lot of books and remember them all.

From Naland to Situ Xin, to Duanmu Chen, he has challenged everyone, and every time he wins without any suspense. Even today, Duanmu Chen and Situ Xin are not sure to beat him in this regard.

Now that I saw this guy coming on stage, I couldn't help but complain a few times.

"But I have a feeling!" Duanmu Chen smiled slightly: "The fourth junior brother is good at memorizing the letter. This old boy may be defeated this year."

Then he shouted to the field: "Fourth Junior Brother, if you beat him, I will give you another good thing!"

When Chen Xuejian heard the opponent in front of him to compete with him for the endorsement, he felt funny. At this moment, when he heard Duanmu Chen's promise, he was shocked and laughed loudly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Third, I'm disrespectful."

If this were the case before, the monks around him would have burst into laughter. After all, Xiao Muben is an extremely famous library in the alchemy world, known as a walking library. It is ridiculous that Chen Xuejian, a fledgling man, wanted to beat him.

But after experiencing the first two rounds, these people dare not make fun of it easily. The newly accepted disciple of Venerable Nan Weng seems to be not an ordinary person.

At this time, Chen Xuejian held his fist and bowed, and smiled slightly.

"Let's start, please advise!"
Chapter completed!