World's Strongest Martial Warrior

As he stared at Peter, David Wells scoffed.    

"Let's compete. If you win, I swear I'll turn back and depart from the Rare Pill Pavilion as soon as possible. I'm not even going to frown."    

"For the Body Control Pill, prepare three sets of ingredients!"    

David Wells snorted coldly and said.    

This time, he intended to refine a Tier 2 high-level pill, the Body Control Pill! Among Tier 2 medical pills, this was already considered a top-tier existence.    

If Peter wanted to beat him, he needed to refine a tier 3 medical medicine.    

Even if David Wells were to die, he would not believe that this child could refine a Tier 3 pill.    

"Do you want to compete with him, Peter?"    

When Ewart noticed this, he couldn't help but ask Peter in hushed tones.    

David Wells was going to refine a tier two high-level pill. Peter would have to refine a tier-three pill if he wanted to beat David Wells in terms of grade quality.    

"Get the medicinal ingredients ready for him."    

Peter answered, with a confident smile, "Don't be concerned. He won't be able to overcome me solely on the basis of his alchemy abilities."    

The corner of Ewart's mouth twitched as he observed Peter's confident demeanor.    

Could this guy refine a tier three medicinal pill?    

Ewart took a deep breath. For David Wells, he had someone prepare three sets of the ingredients for the Body Control Pill.    

After double-checking the elements, David Wells focused on fine-tuning the pill.    

Given his current strength, the Body Control Pill, a tier two high-level pill, would have a low effectiveness rate. As a result, he needed to focus 120 percent of his attention. David Wells meticulously refined the initial Body Control Pill, but an error occurred in the process of putting it into a pill for the first time. He learned his lesson and successfully developed a body control pill on his second try.    

"I've already refined a tier two high-level pill, Body Control Pill, for you. This time, I'm interested in seeing how you can beat me!" David Wells raised his head and spoke to Peter with a calm smile.    

"Isn't it just a tier two high-level pill that you have refined? Do you consider yourself to be very impressive? "    

Peter let out a small laugh. "What is a tier two pill? I have the ability to refine a tier three medicinal pill!"    

"This person can refine Tier 3 pills?"    

Peter's words astounded everyone once more.    

"You? Is it possible for you to refine a Tier 3 pill?"    

David Wells had a sneering expression on his face.    

One could count the number of alchemists in this Ghost Blood City who could refine a tier 3 pill with one hand.    

These individuals were seasoned alchemists who had spent years studying alchemistry.    

David Wells could not believe that this brat could refine a tier 3 pill, although he could refine a tier 1 physical strength pill with a phenomenally high success rate.    

Even if the youngster began learning alchemy while still in his mother's womb, he couldn't possibly become a rank three alchemist.    

Peter was unconcerned about David Wells. "Prepare a batch of components for the congenital pill for me!" he replied with a bright smile to Ewart.    

A significant number of people in the area couldn't help but take a deep breath of icy air when they heard Peter's words.    

"Fuck this guy... he wants to refine a congenital pill!"    

Peter's request for merely one portion of the congenital pill's ingredients was even more startling!    

Was he trying to refine a high-grade Tier 3 congenital pill in a single sitting? Is he that awesome?    

For a high-grade three pill, let alone a grade 3 pill master, it would be incredibly tough for even those legendary rank four alchemy grandmasters to refine it in one attempt.    

"Is he trying to improve a third grade high-level pill? What a colossal genius! I'm not sure why this person came in through the back door of the Fierce Lions Military Academy."    

In his heart, Ewart mumbled. He swiftly arranged for the materials for the congenital pill to be prepared.    

Without hesitation, Peter stepped to the side of the pill furnace and began refining. He started a fire in the furnace to warm it up. Then he made a pill out of the ingredients.    

The whole thing went as smoothly as water, and he had everything done in one go.    

[You have successfully refined a tier 3 congenital pill. Obtained: 3000 * 100 experience!]    

Before the entire group, Peter refined a congenital pill in less than an hour.    

"Oh, my! He... He perfected a tier 3 high level congenital pill! "    

"In addition, he refined it in one try. Isn't this a little grotesque?"    

The shock of Peter's abnormal alchemical talent had rendered the surrounding visitors numb at this point.    

A teenager had perfected a grade three high-level pill in a single sitting!    

The Congenital Pill was a high-grade pill that raised a congenital stage mystic artist by one stage!    

The grade of this type of pill has already reached high grade three?!    

Nobody would have guessed that Peter sought to refine not just a grade three medicinal pill but also a high-grade congenital pill!    

Meanwhile, David Wells, who has spent more than ten years specializing in alchemy, needed two tries to refine a tier two high-level pill.    

To compare the two is to compare the living with the dead.    

"David Wells, this ostensibly high-ranking Tier 2 alchemist, is little more than trash in comparison to Peter."    

"You, you, you... this"    

"How can that be?"    

David Wells was visibly spooked, and his face had turned pale.    

He had never imagined that this young man, whom he had disregarded, could be capable of such deadly alchemy!    

High-Level Pill in Grade Three! Even if he put in all of his life's effort, he might not be able to compare with his alchemical genius.    

He saw Peter refine a congenital pill in one go and then use alchemy to fully insta-kill David Wells.    

Ewart was likewise downright speechless.    

In the morning, Peter defeated Ripley Waters, the Outer Academy's number one Alpha-level student, in the Fierce Lions Military Academy, raising a stir throughout the Academy.    

He'd tossed the second-grade alchemist, David Wells, into the trash once more.    

What is the origin of this individual? What was the source of this monstrous ability?