Donaghy had watched a game of Qixia before, and it took less than three seconds from the mentor's words to his end.
The sexy thin lips slightly opened, and the slender five fingers gently waved the wand forward.
The unlucky guy standing opposite him before he could even open his mouth was blasted against the wall by a super large flamethrower.
Damn it, it's so damn it!
He didn't go to participate in the competition, he simply went to abuse the self-esteem of other students.
Yang Xi and the others should arrive in a while, maybe they can make it to the end. "Qi Xia placed one hand on Donaghy's shoulder and another hand on the white jade bone fan.
The battle between a priest and a knight is not as fleeting as that of a magician, and the gap between strength and weakness still takes some time.
Just as the two of them were talking, Shen Yanxiao finally stopped his hand movements, and at the same time, the bell that marked the end of time rang.
Not a second off, the pinch is really accurate and precise.
The students who were originally waiting for the tragic ending of Shen Yanxiao had to be disappointed once.
But what they are more looking forward to is what kind of embarrassing thing this reckless first grade kid will do when actually preparing the potion.
All students participating in the competition are preparing the potion in the same position, so they only need to stop their hand movements and do not need to make any movements.
This also means that Shen Yanxiao will continue to hide in that creepy place, avoiding everyone's gaze.
Pris couldn't bear it anymore and finally used the authority of a potion master to have a mentor move the big flag aside.
The medicine refining table where Shen Yanxiao was located finally appeared in everyone's sight.
The clean and tidy desktop, the medicine refining equipment free from any dust, if it weren't for Shen Yanxiao being busy with her head down just now, it would really make people think that she hasn't used anything here.
This is a huge gap from the mess in people's minds.
However, on the tidy and clean desktop, there were dozens of processed medicinal herbs, piles of small powders neatly arranged one by one, and bottles of crystal clear medicinal juice shimmering with tempting luster in the sunlight.
Roughly speaking, there are at least forty kinds of medicinal herbs placed on Shen Yanxiao's desk!
How could that be! "Prism showed a hint of surprise upon seeing the medicinal herbs on Shen Yanxiao's desk.
Forty types of medicinal herbs?
Could she possibly want to prepare advanced potions?
Don't joke around!
Pris clenched her hands tightly and was able to use over forty types of medicinal herbs, all of which were high-level potions.
The medicinal herbs required for moderate dosage are capped at 39 types!
Pris took a deep breath and tried to suppress the shock in her heart.
His face turned very ugly at this moment.
It's impossible. Even if this kid has talent, he definitely can't make high-level potions at such a young age. If she can really make high-level potions at the age of thirteen, then she's not a human, but a complete monster!
Even Ye Qing only formulated the first bottle of advanced medicine after the age of twenty.
And it was not until the age of 28 that Prism formulated the advanced potion.
Although there is only a difference of one level between low-level and high-level drugs, the gap between the two is like an insurmountable chasm.