Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

Chapter 180 Background

The person who spoke was the young man in gray robe in a remote corner.

At this time, there was also a pile of black ashes on the stone platform in front of him. It seemed that for the first time, he also failed.

But the young man in gray robe ignored those angry glances. With a sneer on his lips, he suddenly and quickly threw the last medicinal ingredient on the table into the medicine cauldron.

A faint laughter echoed in the square: "It seems that I am in the lead this round. It seems that the alchemists of the Gama Empire are no more than that."

While speaking, the young man in gray robe did not slow down at all. Each medicinal plant was quickly refined in the flames. Judging from his confident look, he seemed to have figured out the problem of failure.

Everyone glared and gritted their teeth, but there was nothing they could do.

Because of them, they haven't even found out what the problem is.

"Oh, really?" At this time, a calm and ethereal voice sounded.

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, there was another slight muffled sound.

The young man in gray robe looked at him at the same time as everyone else.

I saw some black ashes scattered under Xian'er's medicine cauldron.

The gray-robed boy's blue eyes narrowed.

Xian'er chuckled lightly and moved the seal in her hand.

Suddenly, eight medicinal plants floated up almost at the same time, and then they were thrown into the medicine cauldron.

Yes, eight plants, let’s practice them together.

One of the nine medicinal herbs was rejected by her.

In the slightly small crimson medicine cauldron, eight small crimson suns were suspended and slowly rotating.

Inside the little sun, the medicinal materials wrapped in flames were rapidly distorting and deforming, and were burned, leaving only the essence.

When the young man in gray robe saw this, his pupils shrank immediately, the arrogance on his face froze, and a trace of solemnity flashed deep in his eyes.

He immediately understood that this girl in white clothes and hair, who was as beautiful as a fairy, had also found the root of the problem.

Moreover, the fire control technique used by Xian'er was also something he coveted and envied.

It was even more coveted by him than the formula of Fusion Spirit Pill.

And Xian'er's behavior of deliberately refining only eight medicinal herbs in public was to give the alchemists on the scene a reminder.

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up, and a look of understanding flashed across his eyes. He had already vaguely discovered the problem, and he understood it instantly.

He sneered, and his calm voice also echoed in the square: "Leading? That's not necessarily the case."

Xiao Yan suddenly turned around, waved his hand, and after removing one of the last medicinal herbs on the table, he threw all eight remaining medicinal herbs into the medicine cauldron.

Bear~

Purple flames rose up and enveloped eight medicinal plants. He actually chose to refine eight medicinal materials at once.

Ang~

In the medicine cauldron, within the purple flames, there were faint sounds of dragon roars.

As the purple fire squirmed, it turned into eight small fire dragons. With its mouth open, it swallowed eight medicinal plants in one go.

The medicinal materials were twisted in the belly of the purple dragon, and were quickly burned and refined.

Some medicinal residues and ashes are discharged from the dragon's tail.

When the young man in gray robe saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank again.

Another advanced fire control technique!

……

"This kind of fire control technique!"

In the square, both the contestants and the audience, including the people in the VIP seats, looked at the medicine cauldron in front of Xiao Yan with shock. The eight snakes were swimming around, looking as if they were lifelike. Purple Charmander.

Looking at the eight small crimson suns in the Xian'er Cauldron that slowly rotated in a mysterious trajectory, everyone felt a similar familiar feeling inexplicably.

These two fire control techniques seem to be 40 to 50% similar.

"Oh, Yao Lao actually passed on the Nine Dragons Fire Control Technique to Xiao Yan?" Wei Yang felt a little surprised.

In the original work, Yao Lao did not teach the art of controlling fire.

No, any advanced fire control skills, it seems that Yao Lao did not teach Xiao Yan due to his strength in the early stage.

I remember that the most profound fire control technique that Xiao Yan had been using in the early and mid-term was obtained from the Five Wheels of Fire Lifting Technique taught by Master Tianhuo during his Dou Wang period.

At that time, Yao Lao had already been captured by the protectors of the Soul Palace.

It seems that his appearance has changed some things. I don’t know how Xiao Yan convinced Yao Lao that Yao Lao was willing to teach him the Nine Dragons Fire Control Technique when he was only a one-star fighting master.

Could it be that the medicine was always stimulated by Wei Yang?

Of course, due to reasons of strength and time, Xiao Yan's practice of the Nine Dragons Fire Control Technique is still relatively superficial. It only has its form, but not its spirit.

However, Xiao Yan suddenly revealed this trump card, which was enough to refine Fengxing Dan, which was only a third-grade elixir.

"Wei Yang, this fire control technique used by Xiao Yan?" Fama's eyes were inquiring.

The big guys also looked over curiously.

Xian'er and Xiao Yan were refining elixirs on the spot at the same time. Through such a comparison, it can be easily seen intuitively that these two fire control techniques have many similarities in many places.

"Do you still remember who the instructor I registered is?" Wei Yang asked with a smile.

Chemir thought about it for a moment and said, "You filled in the name Yaolao in the mentor column."

"Not bad." Wei Yang nodded.

"Yao Lao?" The big guys frowned in thought, murmured in low voices, and then shook their heads.

None of them have heard of this name.

But since he can become Wei Yang's mentor, he must be at least a master of alchemy.

Only President Gama frowned slightly. He seemed to be inexplicably familiar with this name, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

In the distance, Otto, the president of the Black Rock City branch, shrank his pupils. He raised his hand and said weakly: "Um, president, vice president, Xiao Yan is taking the alchemist status assessment in our Black Rock City..."

"Oh?" Everyone looked at him.

Including Ya Fei, Nalan Yanran and others also looked over with curious expressions.

Otto swallowed and whispered: "On Xiao Yan's information, the mentor's name is also filled in with the name Yaolao."

"Ah?" Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then they suddenly realized and looked at Wei Yang again.

Wei Yang smiled, nodded in recognition, and said: "My mentor and Xiao Yan's mentor are indeed the same. Therefore, Xiao Yan can also be regarded as my junior brother."

"I see, no wonder." This time, everyone figured it out.

No wonder Wei Yang, who usually seemed indifferent, had such a good attitude toward Xiao Yan for the first time.

At this time, Wei Yang, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at Nalan Yanran and said: "Strictly speaking, I can only be regarded as the teacher's outer disciple, and Xiao Yan is the direct disciple!"

hiss~

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Wei Yang can only be regarded as an outer disciple?

Thinking hard!

How awesome is that senior named Yao Lao? Isn’t it too high-minded? !

They looked at the handsome young man in black in the field, their eyes full of envy.

It turns out that he has such a big backing!

At the same time, some people looked at Nalan Jie in the distance with teasing and sarcasm.

Nalan Jie, who had his ears perked up and was carefully eavesdropping on the chats and revelations of the big guys, noticed these glances, and suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched, and his face turned darker.

A touch of bitterness also arose in his heart.

If you say you don’t regret it, that would definitely be a lie.

On the side, Ya Fei's eyes were also shining, with a hint of brilliance flashing in her eyes.

I didn't expect that the shy young man I first met three years ago would have such a powerful background.

It's so scary.

Not to mention that there is a mysterious and powerful master behind him, just with senior brother Wei Yang here, at least in the Jia Ma Empire, Xiao Yan can walk sideways.

Who dares not to give three points of thin noodles?

"Xiao Yan..." Nalan Yanran's beautiful eyes stared at the young man in black who was carefully refining medicine in the square, and she slowly clenched her delicate hands.

Her expression was quite complicated.

Back then, the boy who shouted out thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi...

Regret?

Do not!

Soon, her eyes became firm again.

"I, Nalan Yanran, will decide my own future!" She said in a low voice but firmly.

(End of this chapter)