The First Saint of Alchemy

"The girl from the Lin family is good, really good." Mo Bin praised.

Hearing Mr. Mo praising his daughter several times, Lin Xiao was delighted. Mr. Mo may have already taken a fancy to Lin Dongxue's talent. He said modestly: "Mr. Mo is too kind. This girl is also fighting blindly."

Mr. Mo shook his head to deny Lin Xiao's politeness, and continued to praise: "This is not a blind fight. Although Miss Lin is one rank lower than Sun Long, every time she makes a move, she can accurately find the weakness of his attack.

And her attack speed is very fast. Although there is a gap with Tang Yan, compared with ordinary warriors, it is rare to have such fighting experience.

The two rookies in Guicheng have similar fighting styles. I think it was the Lord Lin who personally guided them.

It is thoughtful of Lord Lin to be able to teach such talents!"

Fang Wentian and others were shocked when they heard Mo Bin mention Tang Yan again. Could it be that Mr. Mo has decided on two players from Yuncheng?

Lin Xiao was very embarrassed. He knew his own affairs best.

After more than ten years of hard work, Lin Dongxue was only slightly better than the children of ordinary families, but there was still a big gap between her and the excellent ones.

If it weren't for Tang Yan, Lin Dongxue's chances of winning the second round of the duel would be very slim.

After following Tang Yan for more than ten days, his daughter's potential was like a gold mine, which was vigorously excavated by Tang Yan.

Compared with Tang Yan, his teaching was simply not worth mentioning.

Lin Xiao laughed dryly a few times, and it was difficult for him to explain, so he had to be shameless and modest.

"Bang!" Just as Lin Xiao and Mo Bin were about to be polite, a dull collision sounded, followed by people's exclamations.

Lin Dongxue actually seized an opportunity and punched Sun Long away!

"This is impossible!" People rubbed their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

And those who supported Lin Dongxue smiled.

"I won." Lin Dongxue pouted and said, "It's a good thing I didn't go to drink tea with you."

Sun Long's face flushed a little. Lin Dongxue's punch hit his dantian, and his true energy was temporarily blocked. He was indeed defeated.

He was a fourth-grade master of the Xuan level, but he was defeated by a woman with only third-grade strength. Thinking of what he said to Lin Dongxue when he went on stage, Sun Long felt his face burning.

"Lin Dongxue of Yuncheng wins!" The red-robed old man who reacted from his daze announced loudly.

Lin Dongxue's victory was really beyond everyone's expectations. For a while, there was constant discussion in the venue.

"Not bad, really amazing." Seeing Lin Dongxue coming down, Tang Yan immediately praised.

"Of course, how could this lady fail when she came out." Lin Dongxue said proudly, "This time you are facing one of the four young masters of the East Region, you must be careful."

"I am very interested in someone's bet, how could I lose." Tang Yan meant something.

Hearing Tang Yan's mean words, Lin Dongxue's pretty face turned red. She knew what Tang Yan was talking about, and spat angrily: "You are so shameless, I hate you so much."

"You don't want to default on your debt, do you?" Tang Yan said in surprise: "Miss Lin is the daughter of the City Lord's Mansion, and what she says completely represents the City Lord's Mansion."

Lin Dongxue said angrily: "If you can win the championship, my words will count, but if you lose, don't forget to practice with me for a month."

"It's a deal."

The next battle is Wan Fei vs. Song Ze, one of the four young masters of the East Region!

Song Ze's strength has long entered the fourth level of the Xuan level, and his strength is extraordinary.

As one of the four young masters, Song Ze did not have that kind of domineering attitude, but gently stretched out his hand and said: "Miss Wan Fei, please."

"Duel, start!" Seeing that the two were ready, the red-robed old man ordered to start.

When Song Ze's fourth-level Xuan level strength burst out, those who supported Song Ze cheered. That condensed aura has obviously consolidated the strength of the fourth rank.

Tang Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at Wan Fei on the stage, with a trace of doubt in his heart.

Wan Fei had no background in Fangcheng. How did she master the cultivation resources? How did she step into the third rank of Xuan rank?

For a moment, Tang Yan had some doubts about Wan Fei's strength. Is she really only the third rank of Xuan rank?

Soon, Tang Yan's guess had an answer.

An equally fierce momentum burst out from Wan Fei.

Xuan rank fourth rank!

Feeling the momentum coming from Wan Fei, Tang Yan was a little surprised. This woman is really not simple!

"Be careful!" Wan Fei reminded, and an extremely fierce breath suddenly appeared, like a volcanic eruption, instantly erupting with incomparable and terrifying power.

"Xuan rank martial arts!"

Sensing the oppression brought by Wan Fei, Song Ze did not dare to be careless. The true energy in his body circulated, and a blue mountain shadow appeared in front of him: "Mountain collapse force!"

The martial arts confrontation started at the beginning, instantly arousing the interest of countless people.

After the attack, Wan Fei rushed towards Song Ze quickly.

As a well-known mercenary in Fangcheng, Wan Fei has rich combat experience. Although Song Ze has been famous for a long time, he does not have any advantage in terms of moves.

After a few moves, Wan Fei, who had recovered, threw another martial arts.

"Blood Kill!" With a cry, a blood-red light swirled around Wan Fei's arm, flowing continuously like a red snake.

Seeing Wan Fei launch martial arts so quickly, Song Ze's face became solemn.

The martial arts used by the crazy woman this time are still at the Xuan level. If she uses martial arts a few more times, can this battle be fought?

Moreover, how can this crazy woman perform martial arts so quickly?

In a hurry, Song Ze could only use yellow-level martial arts to deal with it. With the disparity in martial arts, Song Ze actually fell behind.

"This Wan Fei can actually compress the time of martial arts!" Mo Bin's eyes flashed with surprise. Such a small place in the East Region can actually produce such a talent!

The following battle also proved that Song Ze's worries were not redundant.

After a few moves, Wan Fei attacked with another martial arts. The martial arts were released very quickly, and the level was still Xuan-level.

Song Ze almost collapsed. He thought he would win, but how could he encounter such a freak? Take another move from her. If she uses martial arts again after a few moves, I will admit defeat!

After this martial arts collision, Song Ze, who was already at a disadvantage, was in a more critical situation.

The original voices supporting Song Ze were like a chicken with its neck pinched, and they could no longer make a sound.

There is a kind of metaphysics: the more you don't want something to happen, the greater the probability of it happening!

Song Ze, who was ready to turn the tables, finally collapsed when he felt an extremely powerful aura.

"Paiyun Palm!" After a cry, the overwhelming palm shadows pressed towards Song Ze like clouds.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

"Puff!"

Song Ze, who had already fallen into a disadvantage, finally couldn't resist the impact of high-level martial arts. After being hit by three palms in a row, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Mr. Song, thank you!"

Wan Fei bowed to Song Ze with a confident smile on her face. The mature and decisive queen temperament made many men lose their minds.

"In the second game, Fangcheng Wan Fei won!" The red-robed old man announced the result.

Wan Fei swept down the stage and his eyes happened to fall on Yuncheng's seat.

When he saw Tang Yan, the smile on Wan Fei's face did not last for two seconds and suddenly disappeared without a trace.