Chapter 888: Advance all the way

The youngest talented alchemist in the mainland.

Such a beautiful name and such a title is something that countless talented alchemists dream of.

Death Jiuzhong's words ignited the fighting spirit that a genius alchemist didn't have, and blood boiled one by one.

"The youngest talented alchemist in the mainland must be mine!"

"It's mine! Just take a look! I will let you see what I can do!"

"Humph! If we say we will lose to you!"

The genius alchemists were vying for the first place, and they were full of gunpowder. Before they even started, they were already fighting.

"Quiet!" Xing Yimeng let out a low voice, scaring the alchemists to shut up.

Wang Jiuzhong then announced: "The alchemy conference, from now on, enter the venue according to your own number."

The genius alchemists did not appear on the stage one after another, their faces were full of confidence, as if they all felt that they could win the first place.

The performance of these genius alchemy masters made Niu Chong and others nodded in satisfaction. Although they were arrogant, they at least saw their enthusiasm and fighting spirit for alchemy.

Three thousand people entered at one time, and everyone had a corresponding black-and-white number. Among the one to three thousand, only one thousand and five hundred were able to advance.

Among the three thousand people, there is a figure of Feng Wuchen.

The numbers are all drawn by themselves. If the third-rank alchemist draws the sixth-rank alchemist, he can only say that he is too unlucky.

Of course, this is not necessarily true, because there is only one chance for the alchemy competition.

For example, if the third-rank alchemy master successfully refines the pill for the sixth-rank alchemist, and the sixth-rank alchemist fails, then the third-rank alchemist will be promoted.

If the realm of the two is the same, it depends on the strength of the pill's breath and the efficacy of the pill.

Therefore, whether it is a third-rank alchemist or a sixth-rank alchemist, even a seventh-rank alchemist, the pressure is quite heavy.

If you are unlucky and lose to an alchemist who is lower than your level, wouldn't it be shameful?

Since it is only a promotion match, some clever alchemists choose their own better medicine. In short, they can be promoted smoothly.

As the game began, everyone in the audience calmed down and looked at the alchemists on the court.

Feng Wuchen's opponent was just a fourth-rank alchemist, without pressure.

"Who is this person? Tian Xianzi and Wang Jiuzhong don't seem to know either." Feng Wuchen secretly guessed, looking at the mysterious young man.

Such a powerful alchemy talent, logically speaking, had already been famous in the mainland, but no one knew it, which made Feng Wuchen feel strange.

The powerful alchemists such as Wang Jiuzhong, Tian Xianzi, and Han Kun also looked at the mysterious man suspiciously at this moment.

"This kid is not easy. The realm of the seventh-rank alchemist is cultivated by nowhere." Tian Xianzi said solemnly, very curious.

"The realm is the same as the leader, it is indeed not simple, but I have never seen it before." Wang Jiuzhong shook his head.

"Could it be the geniuses of those mysterious powers?" Han Kun guessed.

Hearing this, Wang Jiuzhong and Tian Xianzi looked at each other in shock, and then both nodded.

Except for the geniuses of the mysterious power, they couldn't think of anyone else.

"Little devil, I think you are still the number. You can't beat me with your ability!" On the court, a twenty-seven man sneered contemptuously, and glanced at the teenager opposite him with disdain.

The boy glanced icyly, then sneered: "You are only a fourth-rank alchemist at such an age. You have the talent to participate in the alchemy conference."

"Smelly boy! How dare you look down on me!" The man's face was drawn violently, extremely vicious.

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"You are quite skilled in alchemy, it seems that you are not weak." A young man said proudly.

"You are not bad, the soul power is much stronger than me, but I will definitely beat you!" Another teenager replied confidently.

"Really? I don't think it is necessarily." The cold and arrogant boy is also full of confidence.

The alchemists on the field are full of fighting spirit, making alchemy while bickering, and the competition is fierce.

"Boom boom!"

In less than ten minutes, the sound of the fryer began to appear in the calm square, and still one after another, strands of black lines filled the furnace.

The moment the pill furnace exploded, they all knew that they had been completely eliminated, and their mood instantly fell to the bottom.

Half an hour later, someone had successfully refined the pill, and some powerful genius alchemists had also successfully defeated their opponents.

With the passage of time, round after round of fierce competition, Feng Wuchen crushed the opponent all the way, whether it was the fifth or sixth grade, it was easy to win, smoothly promoted, and without pressure.

Everyone present was shocked by Feng Wuchen's terrifying alchemy realm.

But no alchemist can see Feng Wuchen's specific alchemy realm, only that Feng Wuchen's soul power is very powerful.

Everyone in the alliance shouted in excitement, and the audience was boiling.

In addition to Feng Wuchen, there were also many fifth-rank and sixth-rank genius alchemists who also advanced all the way, directly to the end.

But these people didn't care too much about Feng Wuchen. What Feng Wuchen cared about was the mysterious seventh-rank alchemist.

After a four-hour test, tens of thousands of alchemists, and now there are only eight people left.

Wanting to stand out among tens of thousands of alchemy masters is as difficult as the sky.

The eight people who were promoted were Feng Wuchen and Ye Tianwei of the Dragon Temple, Li Muxi and Yang Yunqing of the Holy Spirit Academy, Xing Yuntian, the young master of the Northern Xuanzong, Mo Tianhe, the great disciple of the Xingyun Sect, and the genius alchemist Leng Muyun of the Fairy Pavilion. It was the mysterious man Tiangu.

"Leader, Tian Gu's soul power is very powerful, who is he?" Leng Muyun asked curiously.

Feng Wuchen shook his head and said, "I don't know. If you are against him, be careful."

Xing Yuntian frowned and said: "This guy has brutal methods, and he tried to make alchemy. He directly used his soul power to inflict severe damage on his opponent, and he did not give his opponent a chance to make alchemy.

"If you are against him, I will abstain directly. I can't beat him anyway." Ye Tianwei said, abstaining is a wise move.

The next round is eight into four.

Following the death of Jiu Zhong, the eight Feng Wuchen entered the arena.

"Feng Wuchen, I hope you don't let me down. It's better not to draw me, or you will even improve in the top three." When he walked onto the square, Tian Gu suddenly spoke to Feng Wuchen, with a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth. Sneer.

Hearing this, Feng Wuchen asked: "Who are you?"

"If you win, let me talk about it." Tian Gu said coldly, with a defiant look.

"It's easy for the leader of the league to win you, don't think you are very powerful." Xing Yuntian said coldly, very uncomfortable with the appearance of no one in Tiangu.

"Oh? Really? That's not necessarily true." Tian Gu shrugged, arrogant and contemptuous.

"Arrogant!" Ye Tianwei gritted his teeth and said angrily, wishing to slap it.

"Arrogant, that's because I have arrogant capital!" Tian Gu sneered slightly, very arrogant posture.