Chapter 888

The youngest talented alchemist in mainland China.

Such a good name, such a title, is the dream of countless talented alchemists.

The death of jiuzhong ignited the fighting spirit of the talented alchemists, and they were all boiling with enthusiasm.

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

"It's mine! wait and see! I'll show you what I can do! "

"Hum! It's like we're going to lose to you! "

The talented alchemists are full of gunpowder in order to fight for the first place. They have already begun to fight.

"Be quiet!" Xing Yimeng's low drink scared the alchemists to shut up one after another.

"The alchemy conference, now begins, enters according to his own number."

The talented alchemists didn't appear one after another. They were full of confidence, as if they could win the first place.

The performance of these talented alchemists made death jiuzhong and others nod with satisfaction. Although they were arrogant, they at least saw their passion and fighting spirit for alchemy.

Three thousand people will enter at one time, and each person will have a corresponding number in black and white. From one to three thousand, only 1500 of the three thousand people can be promoted.

Among the three thousand people, there is the figure of fengwuchen.

If the third grade alchemist gets the sixth grade alchemist, he can only say that he is too unlucky.

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

For example, if the third grade Alchemist is successful in refining pills and the sixth grade alchemist fails, the third grade alchemist will be promoted.

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

Therefore, whether it is the third grade alchemist or the sixth grade alchemist, even the seventh grade alchemist, the pressure is quite large.

If you are not lucky enough to lose to a alchemist whose realm is lower than your own, isn't it a shame?

Because it's just a promotion competition, some clever alchemists choose their own elixir. In short, they can be promoted smoothly.

With the start of the game, all the people were quiet, looking at the alchemists on the field.

Feng Wuchen's opponent is just a four grade alchemist, no pressure.

"Who is this man? They don't seem to know each other. " Feng Wuchen guessed secretly and looked at the mysterious young man.

Such a powerful talent for refining alchemy has long been famous in mainland China, but no one knows it. This makes Feng Wuchen feel strange.

The powerful alchemists like Wu jiuzhong, Tian Xianzi and Han Kun are also looking at the mysterious man in doubt.

"This boy is not simple. I don't know where the seven grade Alchemist is cultivated." Tian Xianzi is very curious.

"The realm, like the alliance leader, is indeed not simple, but it has never been seen before." He shook his head.

"Can it be the genius of those mysterious powers?" Han Kun guessed.

Smell speech, dead nine heavy and day idle son shocked to look at each other, then all nodded.

They can't think of anyone but the genius of the mysterious powers.

"Kid, I think you'd better count. You can't beat me with your ability!" On the field, a man of 278 sneered contemptuously and gave a contemptuous glance at the youth opposite him.

The young man glanced at him coldly and said with a sneer, "you are only a four grade alchemist at such a big age. You have the talent and the face to attend the alchemy conference."

"Son of a bitch! How dare you look down on me The man's face jerked violently, ferocious to the extreme.

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"alchemy is very skillful. It seems that you are not weak." A young man said haughtily.

"You're not bad either. Your soul power is much stronger than mine, but I'm sure to beat you!" Another teenager answered with confidence.

"Is it? I don't think so. " The cold and proud youth are also full of confidence.

The alchemists on the field, all over fighting spirit, while refining alchemy, while fighting, the competition is very fierce.

"Bang bang!"

Less than ten minutes later, the sound of furnace explosion began to appear in the calm square, and still one after another, wisps of black lines diffused from the furnace.

At the moment when the Dan furnace exploded, they all knew that they had been eliminated completely, and their mood fell to the bottom.

Half an hour later, some people have successfully refined pills, and some powerful talented alchemists have successfully defeated their opponents.

With the passage of time, round after round of fierce competition, wind dust all the way to crush the opponent, whether it is five or six, are easy to win, smooth promotion, no pressure.

Everyone present was shocked by the terrible realm of alchemy.

However, no alchemist can see the specific alchemy realm of fengwuchen, only that the soul power of fengwuchen is very strong.

All the members of the League were excited to shout, and the whole field was boiling.In addition to fengwuchen, there are many Wupin and liupin talented alchemists who are promoted all the way to the end.

But these people didn't care too much about Feng Wuchen. What Feng Wuchen cared about was the mysterious seven grade alchemist.

There are only eight alchemists left in the four hour competition.

It's hard to stand out among thousands of alchemists.

The eight people who were promoted were fengwuchen and ye Tianwei of the Dragon God hall, Li Muxi and Yang Yunqing of the Holy Spirit academy, Xing Yuntian, the young master of the northern Xuanzong school, Mo Tianhe, the eldest son of the Xingyun school, Leng Muyun, the talented alchemist of the Xianqi Pavilion, and Tiangu, the mysterious man.

"Alliance leader, Tiangu's soul power is very strong. Who is he?" Leng Muyun asked curiously.

Feng Wuchen shook his head and said, "I don't know, if you are careful with him."

Xing Yuntian frowned and said, "this guy has a ferocious way. He directly uses his soul power to hurt his opponent and doesn't give him any chance to make pills."

"If it's against him, I'll give up. I can't win him anyway." Ye Tianwei said that it was wise to abstain.

The next round is eight into four.

With the death of nine heavy words down, the wind dust eight people enter.

"Fengwuchen, I hope you don't let me down. You'd better not smoke me, or you'll make progress in the top three." As he stepped onto the square, Tian Gu suddenly opened his mouth to Feng Wuchen, and a sneer of scorn rose from the corner of his mouth.

Wen Yan, Feng Wuchen asked: "who are you?"

"I'll talk about it if I win." Tian Gu is cold and arrogant. He looks arrogant.

"It's easy for the League to win you. Don't think you're very good." Xingyun was cold in the sky and was very disgusted with the arrogant appearance of Tiangu.

"Oh? Is it? That's not necessarily true. " Tiangu shrugged, arrogant and contemptuous.

"Arrogant!" Ye Tianwei gritted his teeth and said angrily that he really wanted to clap it in the past.

"Arrogant, that is because I have arrogant capital!" Tian Gu said with a sneer, very arrogant.

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