On this day, Lingwu Academy was buzzing with excitement!
Many people came from both the outer sect and the inner sect disciples. Even the elders and dean Xia Yun came. They all had shining eyes and stared straight ahead.
The disciples of the Moyun Sect's alchemy sect appeared. They all had bright eyes. The youngest ones were only eleven or twelve years old, while the older ones were fourteen or fifteen years old. They were all just a group of teenagers.
However, their expressions were very arrogant, a bit contemptuous of Lingwu Academy.
Because before they came, they had already heard that the alchemy sect of Lingwu Academy only accepted one disciple, who was only nine years old.
In their opinion, this is just a stupid kid. How far can it be refined in less than a year?
Therefore, they are extremely confident that this competition will crush Lingwu Academy to death.
"It is said that the nine disciples of the Moyun Sect's alchemy sect are very talented. It is very likely that some of them have become senior alchemists."
The disciples of Lingwu Academy were talking a lot, and their expressions changed slightly.
Whether it is Lingwu Academy or Mo Yun Sect, they are hidden from the disciples of the Alchemy Sect, and many news will not be spread to the outside world. This is of great benefit to the competition.
But even so, the disciples of Lingwu Academy still heard some rumors and became more and more afraid of Mo Yunzong.
"Sisi"
All the disciples couldn't help but gasp, with different expressions on their faces. For example, Mo Lan, Ao Long and the others were just gloating about the misfortune. They had all suffered a big loss at Ling Feng's hands and were happy to see the latter suffer.
The other disciples had worried faces. They did not want to lose the first alchemy competition in Lingwu Academy.
However, there were nine people on the other side, so how could Ling Feng win?
"Among the nine alchemy disciples, Leng Shuangtian should be the strongest and most likely the senior alchemist."
All eyes fell on the leading young man, who had arrogant eyes and did not even look at the disciples of Lingwu Academy.
Alchemists are different from warriors, the latter can see through at a glance, but alchemists can only see the depth in the competition.
"Lingfeng, are you sure? The other party is not weak."
Xia Yun frowned. He came in person this time out of trust in Yun Meng. If Ling Feng lost, he would lose all face.
"Well, I'm very confident...to be among the top ten!" Ling Feng vowed and patted his chest.
Suddenly, Yun Meng and Xia Yun both had dark faces. This little guy is really annoying. There are only ten people in total. What’s the use of him being in the top ten?
"Boy, if you can't win first place, don't even think about asking for leave in the future."
Yunmeng gritted her teeth. She knew that Ling Feng had definitely done it on purpose. He had even refined the top high-level elixirs. Even if the other party was a high-level alchemy master, it was not impossible for Ling Feng to win first place.
"Oh, can I take leave?"
Ling Feng's eyes flashed, and he grinned and said: "Please don't worry, beautiful teacher, you are just nine losers, all of them will be trampled under your feet."
"puff"
Xia Yun almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. Isn't this little guy's transformation too big?
Even the elders of Lingwu Academy shook their heads and smiled bitterly, Ling Feng is a top performer.
"Haha, I didn't expect Dean Xia to come too."
The elder led by Mo Yunzong stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said: "This year is the first big competition between Mo Yunzong and the alchemy sect of Lingwu Academy. It should really be taken seriously."
"Haha, Elder Leng invited me."
Xia Yun smiled faintly and invited Elder Leng of Mo Yun Sect into the alchemy sect. The latter was an alchemy spiritual master, so he could not help but be careless.
"Are you the only disciple of the alchemy sect of Lingwu Academy?"
At this time, the nine disciples of the Mo Yun Sect walked over one by one and looked at Ling Feng, with a sarcastic smile on their lips.
They were half a head taller than Ling Feng, so they all looked at the latter condescendingly.
"Little brother, I can still be ranked among the top ten." Jiang Meng, a girl from the Moyun Sect, said.
"Haha, I heard that you are nine years old, can you pick up the alchemy furnace?"
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There is no doubt that this is a joke, and Ling Feng is not taken seriously. A kid who has only entered the alchemy sect for half a year will be damned if he can surpass them.
"Little brat, don't cry if you lose later."
Ling Feng was unafraid and said with a smile.
However, his tone was too loud, he was completely old-fashioned, and he didn't even look at the disciples of Mo Yunzong.
Mo Yunzong's disciples didn't take him seriously, so how could he take him seriously? Is the senior alchemist very strong?
"Haha, you are so loud, we will make you unable to cry."
The Mo Yunzong disciple's face turned cold, he snorted and strode towards the alchemy gate.
Behind them, two disciples from the inner and outer sects also followed. For Lingwu Academy, this was a grand event, how could they miss it?
What's more, the outer disciples were severely embarrassed during the exchange battle. If Ling Feng hadn't appeared and turned the tide, they would have been humiliated and sent to their grandma's house.
Now, the alchemy competition has begun, and some disciples also want to see Ling Feng get into trouble.
"The alchemy competition is divided into three rounds. The first round is about the quality of the elixir. Whether it is a primary elixir, an intermediate elixir, or an advanced elixir, as long as it is of high quality, you will win. Three people will be eliminated at the same time."
"The success rate of the second competition still does not take into account the level of the elixir, and three people will be eliminated."
"The third game is a competition, the peak state, the highest level of elixir that the alchemy disciple can refine."
Xia Yun stood on the stone platform and loudly announced the alchemy competition.
At the same time, disciples from the Lingwu Academy moved out ten refining tables, alchemy furnaces, etc. and placed them in the middle of the empty field of the alchemy gate.
When Xia Yun finished speaking, each of the Mo Yun Sect disciples stared at Ling Feng, with a hint of ridicule on their lips.
"Actually, I think the first scene can be over!" Jiang Meng smiled coldly.
The other eight people also nodded in deep agreement. They had been refining the elixir for a long time, not to mention that it had reached a high level.
And what about that little brat?
"I will hit you until your face hurts!" Ling Feng's eyes narrowed and he said coldly.
For a moment, the atmosphere turned cold. The nine disciples of Mo Yun Sect all had gloomy eyes, and a violent aura suddenly emerged.
"The alchemy competition has officially begun, and each session is limited to two hours."
After Xia Yun finished speaking, there were already disciples from Lingwu Academy who had moved various herbs to the refining table.
"Huh, I'll eliminate you in the first game!"
With a face full of resentment, Jiang Meng walked to the refining table, hurriedly selected a few herbs from the piles of herbs, and started refining the elixir.
"I told you, I will beat you until your face is blue."
Ling Feng raised his eyebrows lightly.
He walked over slowly, selected ten portions of various herbs, placed them all on the refining table, and glanced at the people.
"Beautiful teacher, let me borrow your wicker chair and lie down."
Suddenly, Ling Feng dragged the wicker chair over and lay down on it, lazily looking at the nine alchemy disciples of Mo Yunzong.
This scene made everyone present stunned, even Yunmeng. What is going on?
That kid didn't even make elixirs, but went to sleep. Yunmeng's nose was so angry that she was so angry for a moment.
"Haha, the disciples of your academy do have great personalities."
Elder Leng first glanced at Ling Feng, and then turned to Yun Meng and Xia Yun, full of sarcasm. He didn't think Ling Feng really had that strength.
"Obviously" Ling Feng knew that he would definitely lose, so he gave up on his own initiative.
"hehe."
Xia Yun laughed twice and looked at Ling Feng who was so angry that his head was smoking. Didn't this guy say he wanted to win first place before?
Can there still be any trust between people?
Even the disciples of Lingwu Academy were speechless because they discovered that Ling Feng really slept and occasionally snored slightly.
All the disciples were stunned.
All the elders were blowing their beards and staring.
"It's sad. I thought he was a master, but he turned out to be a waste." Jiang Meng sneered, her eyes full of contempt.
"You little brat, you just have a loud tone and you have no real strength." Han laughed.
On the entire field, flames were spitting out, and each of the alchemy disciples was activating the true energy and the warrior cyclone, suppressing the flames and controlling the heat, with serious expressions on their faces.
Of course, for Leng Shuangtian, Long Zhan and the others, it was extremely easy. They themselves had a very high vision and were not comparable to ordinary alchemists, not to mention that what they were refining today were all primary elixirs.
"I'm so angry, Lingfeng, you don't want to ask for leave, do you?"
Looking at Leng Shuangtian and Long Zhan, they had already begun to condense their elixirs. Yunmeng's pretty face was getting darker and darker. She was a very good apprentice.
"Ask for leave?"
Ling Feng got up as soon as he grunted, his eyes were shining, completely different from the lazy look before.
"If you win this competition, I will give you half a month's leave."
Yunmeng bared her teeth and was so angry that she just wanted to slap him. On such an occasion, she was completely embarrassed.
"One month!"
Ling Feng stretched out a finger and smiled.
"good!"
This time, Yunmeng did not bargain, and nodded with a sneer: "But if you can't do it, I will let you know what cruelty is!"
"Well"
Ling Feng couldn't help feeling cold all over, and he stood up numbly, glanced at the nine people, and suddenly chuckled: "Actually, I will let them know what torture is and what massacre is."
As his strength became stronger and stronger, the cold arrogance and sternness in Ling Feng's bones gradually emerged, and his eyes bloomed with deep brilliance.
Want to compare the quality of elixirs and success rates with him?
That was a massacre, the most cruel massacre. I just hope that the disciples of Mo Yun Sect will not be unable to recover from this.
The next moment, he started refining the elixir, but as soon as he took action, everyone's mouths trembled. Even the elders Leng and Xia Yun of Mo Yunzong were like this, and all the elders of Lingwu Academy, Yun Meng, also had dark faces.
Wire.
Because, Lingfeng put ten herbs into the alchemy furnace at one time.