Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Competition

He Yunsheng's words caused the other nine king-level alchemists to exclaim.

"How is this possible! Senior Brother He, you don't want to lie to me and wait! Such a character is a Dan Dao genius, and his future achievements are destined to be limitless!"

"Brother He, this kind of character can't appear, I'm afraid that Feng Hui's kid and Yang Yueping's girl are not as good!"

Several king-level alchemists shook their heads one after another, indicating that they could not be trusted.

However, He Yunsheng smiled slightly: "Senior brothers, have you forgotten that the master respects his old man......"

As soon as these words came out, the nine king-level alchemists were stunned, looked at each other, and saw a look of horror in each other's eyes.

Their master is the emperor-level alchemist Master Ye of the Dan Sect! And their master's qualifications and potential when he was young were also such demonic, which is why he has achieved his current reputation and prestige.

"Oh my God, this is definitely heavy news, in this way, wouldn't my Dan sect be very prosperous!" a king-level alchemist was full of emotion.

"Senior Brother He, is this the genius you are talking about in this thousand years?" the old man surnamed Huang asked, pointing to the figure of Zhou Hao below.

"Yes, that's it!"

At this moment, the eyes of the ten king-level alchemists all fell on Zhou Hao, their eyes blazing, and they had their own thoughts in their hearts.

Zhou Hao naturally didn't know that he had been stared at by the king-level boss, and after he completed the task, he closed his eyes and pondered. After a while, the second round of testing was over, and Zhou Hao still achieved the first position.

Yang Yueping's delicate face also showed a hint of surprise, and her beautiful eyes looked at Zhou Hao with a hint of curiosity.

"Damn, who the hell is this person!" Feng Hui was annoyed, all this should have belonged to his glory, belonged to his battlefield, but was robbed of the limelight by a nobody.

"I will never lose to you!" Feng Hui pointed at Zhou Hao and shouted coldly.

Zhou Hao was stunned for a moment, he didn't know where he provoked the other party, and he seemed to be very hostile to himself, and then when he thought about it, he became a little clear.

However, Zhou Hao is not a person who retreats, and now that he has been promoted to alchemist, he is bound to win, but he just smiled at that person, but his eyes were full of confidence.

"Very good, there are less than a thousand people who have advanced to the final round now, you are the future of the Dan faction, I hope you can do your best to win a good ranking!" the elder then explained the rules of the third round.

The third round is the ripening of the elixir of spiritual herbs, each disciple matures a medicinal herb at the same time, and the top ten who complete it the fastest are the alchemists who are finally promoted.

After listening to the rules clearly, the remaining thousands of disciples began to get ready, and a tense atmosphere permeated the entire valley.

The disciples who were eliminated before all their eyes fell into the competition arena.

"You say, who will make the cut this time?"

"I'm sure it's at least Senior Brother Feng and Senior Sister Yang, the two of them are either the first or the second. ”

Many disciples were discussing, speculating who would be able to occupy the first place.

Some people support Feng Hui, some people support Yang Yueping, both of them are the most prestigious disciples of the Dan Sect, the masters of the king-level alchemists, making their status much higher than the other disciples.

"Maybe it's him!"

Suddenly, someone spoke, pointing to Zhou Hao's location.

"Senior Brother Han Feng, although he has just entered the sect, his own potential is extraordinary, and he can ripen a spiritual herb elixir in a few hundred breaths. This time first, it could be him!"

Zhou Hao was proposed, which immediately attracted a lot of discussion, especially during this time, his prestige was prominent, and there were many admirers.

When the announcement begins.

The contestant immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed a seed on the white jade table.

Feng Hui's speed was fast, and after glancing at Zhou Hao with a sneer, the aura in his body was running wildly, turning into surging energy and pouring into the seeds. In an instant, the faint glow of the seeds, and in a short time, the shoots broke through the shells of the seeds, swayed straight up, and thrived.

Gradually, the surrounding disciples frowned, and their faces changed drastically. Not long after they came into contact with it, they felt that the seeds were very difficult to ripen, and they soon realized that this was the elixir of the three-grade spirit grass, and it was a very long ripening cycle.

Time passed slowly, and some disciples turned pale. The lowest cultivation in the field was at the seventh layer of the forging body, and under the hundred breaths, there were people who couldn't support it, their bodies shook, and the aura in their bodies couldn't keep up.

Bang bang!

More than a dozen cultivators fell to the ground in a row, already in prostration.

Two hundred breaths of time! Another hundred disciples fell and were eliminated from the competition.

Many disciples were bitter and looked at the spirit grass in front of them in pain, and finally had no choice but to retreat.

Zhou Hao's expression was calm, and the aura was maintaining a certain degree of output, constantly integrating into the spirit grass. In three hundred breaths, stems and leaves have grown, and the cyan light contains a strong smell of vanilla.

Soon ushered in the tenth hundred breath time, and now there are less than a hundred disciples left, most of them are struggling to persevere, and there are disciples who fall in every breath of time.

Every second passed, and the whole competition entered a critical moment.

The disciples on the periphery held their breath and did not dare to say a word, for fear of affecting the final outcome.

Feng Hui already had sweat flowing from his forehead, he was a cultivator at the peak of the ninth layer of the forging body, and he was also a top existence among many disciples. He looked at Zhou Hao from time to time and found that the young man was very indifferent, still not impatient, which made Feng Hui crazy. He doesn't want to lose, he doesn't want to lose.

"I will definitely win the first place!" Feng Hui gritted his teeth and insisted, and soon there were only eleven people left on the scene.

At this time, another disciple passed out.

Suddenly, there were cheers, and three disciples shouted happily, but then they also followed.

Among the remaining seven people, their cultivation was all at the peak of the ninth layer of the forging body. Zhou Hao's cultivation that is now revealed is the ninth layer of the forging body, and he doesn't want to show it too much.

After a stick of incense, the spirit grass has already grown to the final stage, and the flowers slowly bloom, and the gorgeous flowers exude bursts of fragrance, making the valley full of rich aura.

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fell to the ground four times in a row, and there were only three people in the game, namely Feng Hui, Yang Yueping, and Zhou Hao.

Half an hour into the critical moment.

In fact, there is no need for the three to continue, because the results have already appeared. But maybe it's because you want to play a full game, and you want to test your limits.

The three spirit grasses manifested perfectly, and the divine light flickered, shining brightly.

"Ahh

Feng Hui yelled, he had reached his limit, and he was not too good at ripening herbs. The aura of the ninth layer of the forging body had reached the end, and the void in his body was weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Bang!" Feng Hui angrily smashed the white jade table, full of anger.

"Oh my God, Senior Brother Feng has been defeated, this is big news. This promotion conference broke out a dark horse. ”

"Senior Brother Han is really powerful, this is to rise in the Dan faction!"

In the end, only Yang Yueping and Zhou Hao remained. The former is also insisting at this time, Yang Yueping is not to get the first position, but to hone herself and see where the limit is.

The fair face is drenched in sweat, the face is red, and a pair of cherry lips are gently wheezing, which is very tempting.

The scene was quiet, and eyes were focused on the two of them.

The herbs have ripened, and all that remains is to bloom, and this is the consummation.

However, at this time, Yang Yueping couldn't hold on, her cultivation was still too low after all, and she could only maintain it so far.

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All the disciples exclaimed one after another, and now the dust fell to the ground, and the result of the first place was obvious.

"This is a miracle! In a few months, he was promoted from an alchemy apprentice to an alchemist, which was extremely rare in the history of the Dan sect. ”

"Senior Brother Han, no, I'm afraid Master Han will be squeezed out! Don't forget that he has stolen the limelight from Senior Brother Feng!"

"This is also the case, Senior Brother Feng holds the most grudges, this time Master Han robbed him of his ranking, I'm afraid that the rest of the day will not be easy. ”

Among the many disciples, many people are very optimistic about Zhou Hao, although he has been promoted, but he has caused big trouble.

Feng Hui heard a lot of people pointing at him, which made his face very ugly.

"I want to see who you are! How dare you go against me Feng Hui!" Feng Hui roared in his heart.

"I'm not convinced!" Feng Hui suddenly spoke, shouting.

This voice attracted everyone's attention, and an elder frowned slightly, and after seeing that it was Feng Hui, his face softened a lot. This is the closed disciple of a king-level alchemist, and even an ordinary elder would not dare to offend at will.

"Feng Hui, why are you not convinced?" the elder asked.

"In the last competition, I suspect that this person has specially practiced the maturation of this elixir. If not, why are they all cultivating the ninth layer of the body, but he doesn't feel the slightest difficulty, if it is the first time to mature this spiritual herb elixir, he will definitely look so comfortable. For this reason, I feel that this matter is unfair, and the final victory or defeat is not at all the true level of a spirit herb elixir. ”

Feng Hui's words made many disciples feel polite, many people supported him, and of course there were many people who were just to join in the fun.

When the elders heard about it, they reported the matter.

"Feng Hui, this kid just wants to be strong!" said the old man surnamed Huang with a smile.

"What he said is not unreasonable, after all, this son is too ordinary. Old Li's eyes flashed.

"In that case, we just want to see if this young man named Han Feng is really so demonic!"

Several king alchemists finally decided to randomly select ten spirit herb elixirs, and each had the same herb in front of Zhou Hao and Feng Hui.

"Feng Hui, your suggestion has been approved!"

Instead of leaving, many disciples gathered together and set their eyes on the field.

It's a real battle of the dragons, and it's hard to see in ordinary times.

"This person may really be as Senior Brother Feng said, he got the news in advance, so he can be so calm. ”

"Pull it down, you can also believe Senior Brother Feng's words, I think it's just an excuse to take back the first position. ”

The two of them faced each other in the field, especially Feng Hui's eyes were full of battle intent.

"Boy, I don't care who you are, the first place in this year's promotion conference can only be me!" Feng Hui snorted coldly, with a strong hostility.

In this regard, Zhou Hao scoffed, he was unhappy in his heart, and added one more competition for no reason, and he did not have any good impression of the young man in front of him.

"Since you're looking for abuse, I don't mind!" Zhou Hao replied coldly.