Yu Lie and Elder Fang stood facing each other, their auras surging as they rose from their high platforms, locked in a cold confrontation.
Beside each of them sat the final cauldron of pills they were refining, the most potent and difficult to concoct among the formulas they had chosen.
This cauldron of pills would determine the outcome of their duel.
Whoever finished refining first would likely deliver the final blow and end the contest.
However, martial pill refining was far from the elegance of scholarly duels.
Both sides had already prepared their other medicines, and it was time to test their concoctions.
The fact that they had held back until now showed a rare patience on both sides.
Elder Fang looked at Yu Lie with arrogance and declared, "Good! Since you're ready, it's time to make you admit defeat with no room for excuses!" As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the various medicines on Yu Lie's platform, his heart pounding with unease.
"This kid has some skill after all. He managed to refine so many miscellaneous medicines in such a short time."