"No. 51, Golden Light Kingdom, Dandong Ru. Seventy-six points."
In the complicated mood, the voice of General Jin Jia still continued.
Those whose names were not called don't know whether to cry or laugh. If their names are not called, they still hope to enter the top fifty. However, they are more likely to be eliminated.
"Next, I will announce the rankings of the top 50. Anyone whose name I have read, please step forward and go to the center of the square. You can all participate in the finals."
The general's voice continued.
The atmosphere became increasingly tense. Many young alchemists took a deep breath.
"No. 50, No. 1000, Pegasus Kingdom, Kathu Line, seventy-six points and one minute."
"Ah, it's me, it's me!"
There was an excited roar from the crowd, and a young man who looked to be in his thirties stretched out his arms and walked out of the crowd.
As he walked, he kissed the totem on his chest. Tears couldn't stop flowing down!
At this moment, he had supreme glory. He shed tears because all these years of struggle were really hard.
No one knows the bitterness behind every person who stands on the stage of glory.
Success is never easy.
"No. 49...No. 1144..."
"No. 48..."
"No. 47..."
As General Jin Jia's voice continued to fall, alchemists one by one went to the center of the square.
The spectators around them cheered and applauded them.
These cheering people include their relatives, their friends, and many strangers.
Soon, the quota reached the top thirty!
This moment is the time of true glory.
Ranking in the top thirty definitely sounds much better than ranking in the top fifty.
When General Jinjia said these words, the cheers of the crowd were like waves, one after another.
The work is a ninth-level elixir, which means that the alchemist is a ninth-level alchemist.
In Manzhou, level nine alchemists are definitely very popular.
Unfortunately, most ninth-level alchemists are trained by powerful families and sects. There are too few ninth-level alchemists without sects and backgrounds.
"It's done, it's done! Brother Zhang will definitely advance."
At this time, Baitu Tianhe's voice came from the crowd.
After hearing this, the big stone hanging in his heart immediately dropped.
There was no Zhang Yifeng in the previous quota, so he was inevitably nervous, but now, he was relaxed. It seemed that as long as he refined the Fire Blade Pill, he would be able to enter the top thirty!
Although I don’t know Zhang Yifeng’s specific ranking, it doesn’t matter. At least Zhang Yifeng is qualified to participate in the finals.
Even if he is not qualified to participate in the finals, Baitu Tianhe feels that this trip to the Barbarian Dynasty is the right one! At least, his Baitu family has become a little popular.
I believe that after the alchemy conference is over, his Baitu family will be visited by many powerful families in the Golden Light Kingdom.
"Junior brother, you are really amazing."
Bai Li and others also praised from the bottom of their hearts. What is the concept of a ninth-level alchemist?
In the Great Man Dynasty, the eighth-level and ninth-level alchemists are the dividing line. There are thousands of eighth-level alchemists, but there are only a few dozen ninth-level alchemists in the entire Daman Dynasty. Their master, Master Chu Qiu,
I have been an eighth-level high-level alchemist for a long time, but I have never broken through to the ninth level. This shows how difficult it is to become a ninth-level alchemist.
"I wonder what Chu Qiu's expression would be if he knew Zhang Yifeng was a ninth-level alchemist."
Bai Jun sighed softly.
Some people pursue what they want all their lives, but cannot get what they want. This may be the saddest thing in the world.
Bai Ying glanced at Bai Jun and said, "Why don't you mention Chu Qiu." After finishing speaking, Bai Ying turned to Zhang Yifeng and said, "Junior brother, what do you think your final ranking will be?"
Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said: "I'm not a judge, how do I know my ranking?"
"Probably, give me a rough estimate. Do you think you can enter before..."
Bai Ying spoke again. He originally wanted to ask Zhang Yifeng if he could enter the top twenty, but Zhang Yifeng's voice had already fallen silent.
"Probably, top ten."
"ah?"
Although Zhang Yifeng's voice was calm, Bai Li and others were confused at that time.
"Top...top ten?"
"Ah? What's wrong?" Zhang Yifeng asked, "This is still my most conservative estimate."
"This is...the most conservative estimate."
Bai Li and others were shocked and didn't know what to say. At this moment, a burst of laughter suddenly came.
"Hahahaha. It's funny, it's funny! I've seen a lot of braggarts, but this is the first time I've seen someone who boasts so much."
It was obvious that the conversation between Zhang Yifeng and others was heard by the alchemists around.
The person who laughed at them at this time was a young man, and there was an old man beside him.
"Who are you? What's wrong with you while we're talking?" came Baitu Tianhe's unhappy voice. They were getting excited, why are you here to spoil the fun?
"I am my master's direct disciple." The young man said proudly.
"Then who is your master?" Baitu Tianhe asked again.
"My master is naturally the one next to me. Do you know why I laugh at you? Because the top ten spots are probably not your turn. The top ten in the semi-finals must be the disciples of the four great alchemy kings and my master.
Waiting for the ten seniors to be selected. By the way, I'm afraid you don't know that the disciples of the four great alchemy kings are all ninth-level alchemy masters, right? Even my master dare not say that he will definitely enter the top ten in the semi-finals, but you actually
Bragging."
The young man sneered and spoke.
After he finished speaking, the old man beside him finally spoke.
"Today's young people are just too exaggerated. So I often advise young people to be down-to-earth and not to learn nothing but to brag."
The old man spoke like a great Confucian. His eyes when he looked at Zhang Yifeng were full of sighs and disdain, as if he was saying that a child cannot be taught.
This pretentious look makes people want to give him a big mouthful.
Isn't it just that you are older, where do you get your confidence?
But, this is human nature. There are always old people who feel that they have lived longer and seen more, so they think that what they say is the truth and what others say is a joke or nonsense.
"Who's bragging?"
Baitu Tianhe immediately retorted.
The young man smiled and said: "Not bragging? Do you dare to bet that if he can enter the top ten, I will eat shit in front of you immediately. If not, how about you drinking my urine?" "You
...Vulgar! No sense of education at all. Let’s ignore them.”
The voice of Third Senior Sister Bai Xiu came.
It seems that there was a typo where it was written as Bai Yue. Sorry, most people who write novels have bad memories, and their names are often mixed up. After all, typing is subconscious. Although they are checked for typos, this kind of name error cannot be checked carefully.
, it is also difficult to check out. The subconscious mind will automatically replace it with another person's name.
"Yes, ignore them."
Baitu Tianhe nodded.
The young man's smile became even more disdainful, and he said sarcastically: "Why, it doesn't matter if a woman doesn't have the guts. Don't you guys have the guts to gamble? Especially you, boy, aren't you bragging that you can get into the front?"
Ten, is that still a conservative estimate? Then make a bet with me. Don’t you dare?”