Teacher Seville casts magical arts very quickly. As soon as he prays, the white light of the magical arts is bent into the refined physical potion. In the light green physical potion, you can vaguely see the light of light flashing and melting into the potion. It is like being shining by a ray of sunlight. The solution is as bright as a crystal green jade, which makes people want to touch it, but they are afraid that their actions will break the precious jade.

"Okay, this is the process of refining physical potion." Seville stood in front of the potion table, wiped the residue of the herbs stuck on his hands with a white handkerchief, and said with a sarcastic look: "It's very simple, right? If you weren't too stupid, you should be able to do it. Maybe I have a little expectation of you. How could the little guys who are as pretentious as you can understand so quickly? But don't think that I will give you a second demonstration. I'm not qualified to listen to my class."

This man was really sarcastic. Jiang Junming lowered his head, looked at the simple utensils and honeysuckle in front of him, and recalled all the actions that Seville had just been moved. Every delicate and unattentional movement was deeply remembered by Jiang Junming. Although Jiang Junming knew that this might not be the key to the refining of medicines in the church, the magic technique was the most important after making the medicine. But he had already regarded this as learning primary pharmacology in the light brain, and strived to achieve the most perfection he could do at every step.

"You guys start, let me see how stupid you are." All the teenagers were blushing when Seville said mean and sarcastic words. Some of them were holding back their energy and taking physical medicine to show him. But most of the teenagers were very nervous, afraid that they would not be scolded for not meeting the requirements of the Sevier teacher.

Little Price was obviously a little nervous. It seemed that he had never learned how to refine medicine in Moonlight City. After just watching the demonstration by Teacher Seville, he was afraid that he would forget something, so he started to do it in a hurry.

"If you pick honeysuckle stamens like you, the effective ingredients will be lost. What you make is called physical potion? I really don't know how such a stupid person senses divine power." Seville slowly walked beside the potion table, watching the teenagers nervous and carefully refining the potion. He walked to Little Price and mocked Little Price with a sharp laugh.

When Little Price heard Seville's comment on him, he was even more nervous. He shook his hand and pulled the stamens and petals of the honeysuckle together. The juice spreads and got a part of the outside of the measuring cup.

"Tsk tsk, your hands are simply stupider than your feet. I suggest you use your feet to make physical potion, as there may be unexpected gains." Seeing Little Price clumsy making physical potion, Seville did not hesitate to his sarcastic words, which made Little Price's face blush.

Seeing that Jiang Junming was not too fast, but his movements seemed different from what he taught. It looked a little strange. Seville stared at Jiang Junming, curled his lips, and said, "It's so outrageous. I think you should go to the school doctor to see your eyes. These movements were all done by you just now? Do you have any eye problems? The students recruited by the college this time are really outrageous. What are their qualities!"

Jiang Junming's movements were based on the teaching of light brains, improving the movements of Severe's teachers and completing each step more accurately. They looked somewhat similar to Severe's movements, but although they looked a little weird, they were more efficient.

Hearing Seville's sarcastic words, Jiang Junming didn't care, but just smiled and continued to complete every step of his actions seriously, like making weak healing potions in the light brain, striving to achieve the most perfect every step.

The strong boy standing next to the girl in red was completely gone at this time when he was not calm during the re-examination. His face was nervous, and sweat dripped down his temples. His fingers as thick as a carrot could not do such precise movements. The more nervous he was, the more deformed his movements were. Every step closer Seville approached, the more sweat it would have on his face.

"Did your muscles grow into your brain? I want me to see that you should do stupid physical work instead of studying in a church college. You can't do such a simple thing? I really doubt that those guys didn't do it seriously during the re-examination, so why did you, a shameful guy?"

As he said that, the strong boy became nervous and subconsciously moved his right hand and touched the measuring cup at his hand to the ground, making a crisp sound. The measuring cup fell into pieces, and the solution contained in it was sprinkled all over the floor.

Seville sneered, stepped over the crushed measuring cup and the solution in the measuring cup on the ground, and said, "I don't think you are suitable for this precise job at all. The Knights' attendant is more suitable for you. In the future, help your Knights move the armor and do some mixed work. Those stupid and strong armors are not so easy to be broken."

The strong boy's face was a little purple, but he didn't know what to do. He lowered his head and let Sevier mock and insult him at a loss.

After scolding, Seville continued to walk forward, disdaining the boy he had just ridiculed.

Almost all the teenagers refining potions, Seville would sarcastically. I really don’t know how many sarcastic words there are in Seville’s mind, and they are simply endless and full of ways.

It was just almost, not all. When Seville passed by the girl in red and Tireda and saw their process of refining the potion, he had some praise in his eyes. The praise just appeared slightly and then disappeared. Even if he was praise, he did not say anything about the two of them. Then he walked past them as if he had not seen them, and continued to comment on the actions of the other boys.

Outside the window covered with ivy, the senior students pretended to pass by and watched the new teenagers in the classroom refining potions. Some illegitimate girls even plucked up to the window and looked carefully.

"It's still the standard and precise movements of Tireda to refine potions. Look at how elegant his posture is, like an excellent dancer, dancing to the music, it's so fascinating." The girl in the flower season was full of spring. When talking about Tireda, her eyes were rippling with spring water and her eyes were circling.

"What's the name of that girl in red? I think her refining the drug is also very good."

"She is the darling of the God of Morning Light, named Idria. What's the point of being good is to be more proficient, and it's impossible to compare with Tirida's movements. Even Roland, who is the best potency in our grade, is not as good as Tirida. I'm so fascinated by him."

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