In the crowd, the young man's eyes became even more proud and disdainful. He turned to look at Zhang Yifeng and said: "Boy, get ready to drink my fairy water! I will prepare it for you later, hahahaha."
While laughing, the man touched his trouser legs with his hand.
"Junior brother...the last two places are available..."
A somewhat worried voice came from Bai Li.
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "I guess I will be next."
"real?"
Zhang Yifeng nodded and said: "Really."
Sure enough, just as Zhang Yifeng's voice fell, General Jin Jia's voice came again.
"Second place, No. 1188, Golden Light Kingdom, Zhang Yifeng, Fire Blade Pill, 93.5 points!"
As soon as he said this, the whole place was in an uproar.
Everyone looked incredulous, just because of the four words "Golden Light Kingdom"!
The Golden Light Kingdom should be the weakest kingdom, but this weak kingdom actually has such a powerful alchemist.
"I thought the top ten were all occupied by the Barbarian Dynasty, but I didn't expect there were alchemists from the kingdom!" "This Zhang Yifeng, I remember, was the dark horse in the preliminary round."
"You mean, is it that young man?"
"Yes, that young man is really incomparable. He can achieve such good results in the rematch."
Amid people's shock, Zhang Yifeng walked out step by step.
As for the young man next to Zhang Yifeng, he had long since lost his soul. He stood beside him with a livid face, rubbing his eyes constantly, as if he thought he had seen wrongly.
This kid really made it into the top ten! Moreover, he still ranked second.
Oh my god, what kind of person is this young man?
At this time, not only the young man was confused, but also his master. The joy of entering the top ten disappeared in an instant.
"It's that kid! His ranking is actually higher than ours. Who is he?"
The old man frowned tightly.
The old man's voice was also on the minds of everyone present. Everyone was asking, who is this young man?
Could it be that he is a disciple of a certain hidden alchemy king? Apart from the alchemy king, who can teach outstanding disciples? Even Yuchi Tiancang and the others are inferior.
At the same time, in the aerial bleachers, the head of the Ou family frowned tightly. Then he shook his head slightly and said to the housekeeper: "Let's put the matter of Ou Shaohua at this point and don't mention it again in the future."
The head of the Ou family understands better than anyone else that this young man has become popular. Both the royal family and the ancient sects will compete for him!
So, Ou Shaohua's death can only be regarded as bad luck.
This world will always be so realistic.
Just when everyone was shocked and sighing for Zhang Yifeng, the powerful voice of General Jin Jia came again.
"No. 1, No. 1199, Daman Dynasty, Changsun Nian, top grade Fire Blade Pill, 100 points!"
100 points.
The voice of General Jin Jia kept echoing, which could be described as soul-stirring.
At this moment, everyone was confused.
The gap between the first place and the second place seems to be a bit big. The second place only has 93.5 points, but the first place has 100 points. Because he refined a high-grade Fire Blade Pill.
It is very difficult to improve the grade of ninth-level elixir.
But when they thought that this mysterious man was from the royal family, they were relieved a lot. This Changsun Nian was probably secretly trained by the royal family for decades!
However, only Emperor Daman knew that Changsun Nian's abilities had nothing to do with the royal family.
"Nian'er, what have you experienced in these years?"
Even the Emperor himself was quite surprised.
At this time, the quotas were announced and everyone at the scene was talking.
"Did you see it? In this rematch, there are actually six young talents in the top ten! This was something that was simply unimaginable in previous years."
"Yes, in the past, even in the rematch, the top ten were almost always the older generation who have been famous for a long time. Among the young people, if one of them can enter the top ten, they are already outstanding. It's like the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."
"It's right to think about it. All the alchemy kings are too old. Before they die of old age, they will naturally teach each other what they have learned throughout their lives, so as to avoid having no successors. If I, the alchemy master of Manzhou, can all teach me
If all the alchemy kings are so selfless, why worry about not having enough talents among the young people? What a pity, most alchemy masters are so self-conscious that they are reluctant to teach their best to their disciples."
…
Amid people's discussion, the voice of General Jin Jia came again: "Congratulations to the fifty alchemists present, you are all qualified to participate in the finals. In this finals, everyone will be graded from all aspects, including alchemy skills.
Process. In other words, every move you make in the finals may affect your score."
The finals are the most stringent test. Because in the finals, everyone will use all their strength to refine elixirs of compatible quality. The probability is very high. Even the same color and fragrance are possible.
So, if you want to give a precise score, you have to look at the refining process. However, looking at the refining process is not to see who made mistakes, but to see who is more relaxed!
For elixirs of the same quality, if someone completes it easily, his score will naturally be higher.
Even the time required to complete the elixir is also a scoring item. The more time it takes, the lower the score.
The final final is a truly all-round assessment.
Whether it is speed, accuracy, or status, they will all be assessed.
"Okay, that's it for today's game. Let's go back and rest early. The final is in one day. Everyone has one day to rest and adjust."
General Jin Jia spoke again.
After the words fell, the alchemist was ready to leave.
In the crowd, the young man who was mocking Zhang Yifeng also wanted to take advantage of the chaos and leave, but was grabbed by the collar by Hong Ling.
"Want to run? It's not that easy."
Hong Ling's strength was so great that he directly lifted the young man up, but it was useless no matter how hard the young man tried.
Soon, Zhang Yifeng returned to the crowd, and the young master came back with Zhang Yifeng.
When the young master saw his direct disciple being lifted up, his face was a little ugly. He said to Zhang Yifeng: "This little brother, please be merciful and merciful..."
"If you have to spare others, please forgive them?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled. I hate people like this the most. When you laugh at others, you have a righteous look on your face, which can be said to be righteous words! When someone fights back, it becomes a mercy and mercy. Who will give it to you?
A habitual problem!
"Why didn't you think of this when you were pretending to be a saint and teaching me a lesson just now? Maybe you thought you were teaching me a lesson for my own good? Then let me tell you, I am teaching your disciple a lesson today for the same reason.
He is good. If he can still speak with his mouth, he may be killed directly because of his bad mouth in the future. In comparison, I am already very merciful."
After saying that, Zhang Yifeng looked at the young man and asked in a calm voice: "Should you do it yourself, or should we do it?"
"Master, save me, save me..."
The young man was scared to tears and kept asking for help from his master.