Chapter 276: Another Master's Medal

As Abel stopped, 2 half complete potions were left on the table. Despite that, the elven alchemists were completely quiet. Just like Master Mara and Master Alfred, everyone present was stunned.

"Master Bennett, your alchemy speed is unmatched in the Holy Continent!" Master Alfred looked at the golden bottle filled with half-complete potions.

It's hard to imagine the amount of talent one needed to operate like that-- Performing different complicated actions in both hands. For normal alchemists, using 2 hands may not even match one of Abel's hands in terms of flexibility, not to mention speed.

No matter a pure alchemist or a druid alchemist in combination, there wasn't anyone in the world of alchemy that could match Abel's constitution. Alchemists are required to spend large amounts of time practicing, just like knights or other melee combatants. Unless they learned by absorbing the combat qi of others, there is no way they could match Abel.