"The first segment of the Alchemy Competition is to identify the names of one million medicinal herbs and choose the correct medicinal effect and use."
"Begin!"
Following the announcement of the host of the Xuantian Sect, all three hundred people began to answer the questions attentively.
This test was not about giving out real medicinal herbs.
Instead, it recorded one million medicinal herbs into the Magic Image Stone.
The contestants answered the questions as if they were facing a computer.
Everyone was in an independent soundproof space.
They just had to answer the questions that they thought were correct.
If they had to write with a pen, who knew how long it would take.
The time given for this segment was longer, but it could not be more than three days.
The contestants competed not only on the amount of knowledge they had, but also on the strength of their Divine Sense.
If a Level Six Alchemist did not have a strong Divine Sense, it would be very difficult for them to enter the Level Seven realm.
Those who finished answering the questions would automatically enter the next segment, which was the identification of medicinal herbs.
Zhang Xing's answering speed was much slower than flipping through the book.
However, it was not something that other contestants could compare to.
Those with a strong Divine Sense could identify dozens of medicinal herbs with a single thought.
Coupled with thinking, it would be half as slow to choose the answer.
Zhang Xing started by looking at a few hundred medicinal herbs, then he clicked on the answer.
This was also a habit that he had developed from the examinations in his previous life.
He looked at the question first, then chose the correct answer.
He realized that it was a little slow.
He tried to record the shape of the medicinal herbs and the available answers into his mind.
The correct answer was naturally selected at the same time.
After a try, the efficiency was indeed doubled.
Of course, the premise was that one had to have a strong knowledge storage.
One did not need to look at all to know the answer to a question.
Zhang Xing was like that.
Time passed little by little. The people who were breaking the array continued, and the people who identified the medicinal herbs also adjusted their mentality.
They were not as nervous as they were at the beginning.
After all, there were one million medicinal herbs that needed to be identified one by one. They could not be careless.
Two hours later, Zhang Xing was stunned.
"Eh?
Why are there no more? "
He was answering happily. After scanning the last three hundred medicinal herbs with his Divine Sense, two big words appeared at the back. Over!
In order to answer the questions correctly, he did not go all out. He only used 80% of his energy.
Thinking about it carefully, one million medicinal herbs, three hundred medicinal herbs per second, and the correct answer was selected.
Two hours was almost enough to finish answering.
There was still time. Let's check it again.
At the same time, he rejoiced in his heart. If he hadn't gone to the Alchemist Guild to read the books in advance, he wouldn't have been able to answer so smoothly and comprehensively.
An hour later, the examination was completed and the paper was handed in!
Seeing Zhang Xing stand up, the Alchemist Association's Elder Zuo Danian's face turned cold.
"You are not allowed to leave during the competition!"
Those big shots who were paying attention to Zhang Xing also shook their heads.
"Sigh!
Young people are so impetuous, losing their cool so quickly. "
"I think he's biting off more than he can chew. Formations and pills, but in the end, he's good at everything."
"How much can he identify in three hours?
I think at most fifty to sixty thousand herbs would be the limit. "
"Hehe, you don't have to be so strict. He's still young. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
"Hmm, not bad, that's true …"
The other disciples had different expressions. Some were disdainful, while others were indifferent.
Zhang Xing said indifferently, "I'm done. I'm going to the next round of the competition."
After that, he ignored Zuo Danian and walked to the other side.
"What?
You're done? "
Zuo Danian sneered. Looking at Zhang Xing's back, he mocked, "Hehe, young man, how many medicinal herbs did you identify?"
Zhang Xing did not even turn his head. "I answered as many as you gave me."