Amid the cheers of the audience, the arena began to split, turning into a hundred separate independent alchemy stages, each three feet in size, and Mu Qingtian and the others occupied one each.
"Boy, don't be too proud. I lost to you because I wasn't allowed to use the alchemy furnace. Now in the finals, let me see how arrogant you are!" Mo Mingqi snorted coldly.
"The Rookie Competition is not a place for you Yamazawa and wild cultivators to run wild. A person's destiny is determined as soon as he is born. No matter how talented you are, are you going to be stepped on by us in the end?"
Yan Ning's eyebrows were filled with frost, and he looked down at Mu Qingtian with a condescending attitude. It felt like he was the emperor on tour, and Mu Qingtian was just a lowly ant.
Yesterday, they learned the identities of Luo Bingbing and Yan Qingcheng from their master, so they did not dare to target them. But Mu Qingtian was different, he was just a soft persimmon who jumped out of nowhere.
"Yan Ning, if you don't do it, you won't be able to get into the top five!" Yan Qingcheng was very disgusted with Yan Ning's face and couldn't help but sarcastically said.
Except for the elders, not many people knew about the fact that Mu Qingtian obtained the Golden Pill Order.
Yan Qingcheng's words can be regarded as good intentions, hoping that Yan Ning will restrain himself and abandon his identity as a disciple of Mu Qingtian's Golden Pill. Zuixianlou treated him with such courtesy, which shows that his identity is unusual.
However, Yan Ning obviously did not have the brains and vision. Although he did not dare to refute Yan Qingcheng, he did not accept her kindness.
"Poor kid, I wonder if King Min will beat you to death if he finds out!"
Yan Qingcheng shook his head and was too lazy to say anything else.
Among the royal family of the Suzaku Kingdom sitting not far from the Alchemist Association, a middle-aged man suddenly sneezed.
"These are troubled times, King Min should take good care of his body!" said another middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe with the Suzaku totem.
"Thank you for your concern, Brother Imperial. I will be fine with you!"
King Min thought for a moment and asked cautiously: "What did our ancestors say about Feihai?"
"That's because he is seeking death, just like everyone else!"
The face of the Emperor of the Suzaku Kingdom suddenly turned cold, and then he looked around fearfully, and then felt a little relieved.
"My brother is lying!"
King Min can stay in Yandu and serve the emperor, so he is an extremely smart person.
In the center of the arena, Gongsun Haoran walked through the air and came to the center of the arena.
"Both talent and flame are the foundation of an alchemist. Only by having both can you go higher and further on the road to Tao Alchemy. Those who are still standing on the stage today are all the chosen ones!"
"But don't forget that foreign objects and luck are also part of strength. In the third round, there are no restrictions. Everyone can play as much as they want. The top three will not only get the Golden Pill Order, but also enter the Thunder Fire Tianchi to practice for three months!
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"Now I announce that the finals of the Alchemist Rookie Competition have begun!"
Following Gongsun Haoran's order, the alchemy geniuses on the fighting platform all took out their own alchemy furnaces.
For a moment, the brilliance shone brightly.
"Oh my god, it's a spiritual weapon!"
"Sure enough, those who make alchemy are all rich people, I have never even touched the edge of the spiritual weapon!"
"Look, the alchemy furnace in Prince Yan Ning's hand is so powerful!"
"And the second-placed Luo Bingbing, her alchemy furnace is not ordinary either!"
"I wonder what kind of spiritual weapon the guy who stole the show used!"
After looking at other people's spiritual weapons, everyone focused their attention on Mu Qingtian.
"Old Ximen, you are so willing!" Xin Banxue glanced at Ximen Xiuhai and said with a smile.
“Each other!”
Ximen Xiuhai’s ancient well is unwavering.
He was right, both Dongmenqi and Xin Banxue lent their alchemy furnaces to their apprentices.
Only Gongsun Haoran was so angry that he scratched his head and scratched his head, and shouted: "Damn it, why did I forget this? If that kid doesn't get into the top three, he will be so embarrassed!"
"The competition has begun and outsiders are not allowed to participate. You know this!"
Dongmen Qi glanced at Gongsun Haoran proudly.
"If you don't participate in the alliance, you won't participate in the alliance. This kid is so defiant, I don't believe that his parents didn't prepare the alchemy furnace for him!" Gongsun Haoran said harshly.
On the fighting stage, under the gaze of everyone, Mu Qingtian finally took out his alchemy furnace.
It was a simple furnace without any precious light, and there were a few cracks on the furnace wall.
"It's so simple and unpretentious, could it be an eighth-grade holy weapon?" someone asked doubtfully.
It's no wonder that they were preconceived. After all, Mu Qingtian's previous performance was so impressive. Even the elders, let alone them, didn't believe that he didn't have a good alchemy furnace.
After all, the alchemy furnace is the alchemist's lifelong partner.
Although Gongsun Haoran and Dongmen Qi had seen Mu Qingtian make alchemy, they did not think that Mu Qingtian only had one alchemy furnace.
"Holy shit, I'm really blinded by this. It turned out to be a second-grade alchemy furnace that was almost useless!" Someone finally saw the truth and shouted.
"Nima, what the hell is going on?"
No one could understand Mu Qingtian's god-like behavior.
He obviously has unparalleled talent and fire, but he actually uses such a broken pill furnace.
No matter how good your talent and flames are, the level of other people is not much worse than yours. Under such circumstances, how can you compete with others if you don't have a good alchemy furnace?
"Your uncle's!"
When Gongsun Haoran saw Mu Qingtian actually taking out that tattered thing, he jumped up in anger.
Ximen Xiuhai and Xin Banxue had smiles on their faces, but Dongmen Qi was still the same as Gu Jing.
"Master Gou, the boss won't lose, right?" Bi Lin Diao said a little worriedly in the audience.
"Good people don't live long, and misfortunes will last for thousands of years. Muhei is such a big scourge that he deceives people wherever he goes. It's strange that he loses!" the big black dog said while chewing the coffin board.
Then it seemed to suddenly think of something, and put away the half of the coffin board.
"There are not many coffin boards left, so we have to save some food!" As he spoke, he looked at the little boy lying on the head of the green-scaled eagle and said, "Little mouse, light the fire essence stone for Mr. Dog to taste!"
"No, I don't have much left, so I have to save some food!"
The little one immediately put the fire essence stone away.
"mean!"
No matter where they go, these three living treasures always look the same, carefree.
The three cripples next to them were much more honest. They all sat cross-legged on the seats and quietly breathed out the alchemy energy that filled the sky.
Especially the old monkey is like an old monk entering samadhi, and the aura of the treasure is like the reincarnation of the Buddha.
On the fighting platform.
Luo Bingbing looked at Mu Qingtian doubtfully: "You are not thinking about us, are you?"
"I do think so, but it's a pity that I don't have the ability!" Mu Qingtian responded with a slight smile.
"The road to alchemy is more difficult than the road to cultivation. I really hope you take it seriously, because the Eastern Region is just a corner of Yuanling and cannot represent the entire continent. There are many people with stronger talents than us!"
Luo Bingbing had something to say.
"I desire to be stronger than anyone else, so I won't let you!"
Mu Qingtian looked serious.
"I was lying!"
Luo Bingbing stopped saying anything and began to calm down and prepare to make elixirs.