For those who dared to provoke Uchiha Madara, Fa Ma felt a pain in the ass. Watching the somewhat dumbfounded Liu Ling, he silently offered a prayer for the other man.
In short, good luck.
Fa Ma now fulfilled his duty as president of the Alchemist Association and stepped up to the front. Looking down from above at the enormous square, his gaze slowly swept across it. Seeing that a third of the contestants had already been eliminated, he smiled and nodded. Then, with a slight downward press of his hands, the noisy venue gradually fell silent.
"Congratulations to those of you still standing in the square. You have successfully passed the preliminary test of the first round. However, this is not entirely over yet..." Fa Ma said with a smile. "I'm sure everyone knows that some crafty little fellows always like to pull strange tricks. They may indeed have successfully refined pills that look round and smooth, but pills without even the slightest healing effect have practically nothing to do with the word 'medicinal pill'... So next, we will test whether the Bone Regeneration Pills you refined meet the requirements specified in the formula..."
"So every single person was refining the same pill?" Uchiha Madara was somewhat stunned. Then what were all those different medicinal ingredients laid out in front of them for? Decoration? Or were they specifically meant to screw him over?
As a complete outsider to alchemy, Madara felt a pain in the ass. He had thought he was being clever, but when the others heard that he wanted to refine the same pill as Xiao Yan, they were probably the dumbfounded ones.
Everyone was clearly refining the same pill.
The Alchemist Association did not have that many pill formulas to provide.
Fa Ma's slightly hoarse voice