Chapter 2087 Seven percent!
"Senior Cang Yuan can't hold back, hahaha, I haven't accepted an apprentice again for two hundred years, so I'm moved this time?" Tianyi Dan King's eyebrows twitched. In terms of seniority, this Cang Yuan Dan King is an old antique in the alchemy master world.
Among the nine judges, he is also the oldest.
"Hahaha, I'm old and old, it's useless. I have to have a last resort, right?" Cang Yuan Danwang narrowed his eyes and waved his hand with a smile.
"You can announce the result, thank you for your hard work." Tianyi Dan King nodded slightly and immediately signaled to the recorder beside him.
After hearing this result, the recorder was obviously numb. He would no longer be surprised by any contestants' results, but despite this, he slowly read out in a very solemn tone: "Dan Room No. 98, 700... points!"
Many alchemy kings smiled bitterly. They had already expected that the huge waves this alchemist would set off at the alchemy conference in the future, which was probably far beyond their imagination.
"I really didn't expect that in this life, I still have the opportunity to have such a talented person. God really opened his eyes!" King Cangyuan Dan sighed to the sky, and tears flowed.
As the judges imagined, while the recording staff's voice spread throughout the audience, everyone was silent. The entire Qiulong Square seemed to be still at this moment, and the needles could be heard.
"What's wrong?! What happened?" Qiao Cheng got up from the ground and looked at Qiao San with a bitter face in panic. He shook Qiao San's shoulders: "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
"Young Master..." Qiao San looked puzzled, "That Zhang Yifeng, this time the score is...700 points..."
"What!?" Qiao Cheng was struck by lightning, like a bolt from the blue, and his whole body was numb for a moment and lost its center of gravity. An unbelievable expression emerged from his eyes and shook his head wildly: "No, this is absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible..."
"Young Master, you really heard it right. This is the judgment of the Dan King judges, and there is no mistake." Qiao San sighed.
Qiao Cheng yelled: "Absolutely impossible. He is obviously a level nine intermediate alchemist, how could he have the ability to refine so many top-quality elixirs?! It's absolutely cheating, I'm going to report to the Alchemist Alliance!"
Looking at Qiao Cheng who was constantly roaring, Qiao San's expression was much dim and could only smile bitterly.
In the elixir room No. 6.
Wu Bai stood in the Dan Room in shock, whispering: "How come this kid is so strong? A monster?"
But then he adjusted his mentality and sneered: "It's just the first round of knockouts. It's too early to be happy now. Zhang Yifeng, your performance is indeed beyond my expectations, but the competition in the alchemy conference... is much more than that."
Dan Room No. 66.
"Oh? There are such strong opponents at such a conference. Haha, it seems that the subsequent competition will be very interesting. I want to see if it is your Manzhou dark horse strong, or is my Tianji better?" Feng Qing stood up with both hands, a wise look in his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He turned to the table, where an octagonal astral plate was placed on it, and dark chess pieces fell on it, shining little by little, like stars falling, scattered between heaven and earth.
Feng Qing sat upright, staring at the layout in the plate quietly, his eyes showing a look of surprise. At one end of the octagon, there was a obvious chess piece that was stained with blood red, and even the astrological plate below it was greatly affected.
"The star in the sky fell, and the blood-red color covered it. This is... a disaster!" Feng Qing rubbed his palms on his chin, his eyes flashed quickly, and he took out a dagger from his sleeve. He glanced at the star plate quietly placed on the table, and then stared at his arm, and blood fell from his knife.
Dan Room No. 78.
Situ Shang seemed to have expected it for a long time, and his eyes couldn't help but condense, "Sure enough, this Zhang Yifeng is indeed not simple."
"Your Highness, are you sure?" The follower stopped talking more and just asked simply.
"Unsure." Situ Shang frowned slightly, his eyes flashing with hesitation. Although he couldn't see it at such a distance, I expected that his pill quality was not low. However, I guess there was still a certain gap with the Pill King, so it was not scary."
"How to say this, your highness, you have already..."
Situ Shang smiled faintly, "After reciting in seclusion these days, I have realized the energy of being promoted to the Dan King. Now it only takes a certain amount of time to reach the Dan King realm."
The follower knew it, bowed his fists and said respectfully: "Then I'll wait for Your Highness to become the Dan King as soon as possible to help my Qiulong Dynasty reach the top of the Central Region."
Situ Shang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were as deep as the night: "One of my stupid brothers, one of whom only knows how to fight and kill all day long, and the other is drunk in the gentle place, but he doesn't know how to touch the slightest mind. This Qiulong Dynasty and even the entire Zhongzhou will be the world of our Situ Shang in the future."
The follower was so busy that he knelt on the ground, "Your Highness will be powerful for thousands of years."
After a brief silence, the entire Qiulong Square burst into sounds like a shocking sound, and the noisy sound rushed to the sky, extremely enthusiastic.
Baitu Tianhe was sitting in his seat, almost unable to control his trembling body. His face turned red and he was so excited that he couldn't speak.
Originally, he had no hope for Zhang Yifeng, but this kid was shocked in the end, winning 700 points, leaving all the alchemists behind, becoming the first round and well-deserved first alchemist.
Although this does not mean that Zhang Yifeng has been able to win the championship in the end, no matter what, Baitu Tianhe is full of great confidence in Zhang Yifeng at this time.
"Brother! You must stay steady!!" Baitu Tianhe waved his hand excitedly, and a wave of low roars like wild beasts appeared in his throat, attracting strange eyes around him. Baitu Tianhe suddenly turned red and his ears were restrained, looking embarrassed.
"Huh...it's really scary, this guy." Linghu Nanruo breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Yifeng's number was too far behind, so she was worried before and couldn't feel at ease.
As soon as Zhang Yifeng's match came out, she became more convinced of her initial thoughts.
Linghu Nanruo's eyes were dotted with stars, like stars. She silently said in a voice that only she could hear: "If you can win the first place in the conference this time, it would be not impossible..."
When she thought of this, a blush flashed across Linghu Nanruo's white cheeks, but it was fleeting. She instantly pressed her strange thought in her heart, "What are you thinking about Linghu Nanruo? Now is not the time to consider such a thing!"
The entourage beside him stared at the strange behavior of his young president, but he could only helplessly. Many times, Linghu Nanruo would show a very abnormal side, but due to his identity, he was not easy to say anything and not convenient to ask.
Chapter completed!