Chapter 135 The competition begins! [Please recommend, please collect!]

The Alchemist Competition is held on the square in front of the Alchemist Guild in Mo Shuangcheng.

At that time, there will be many viewers to watch.

Ye Chen took the fourth senior sister out and came to the square.

At this time, the blue sky was cloudless, and the sun was warm but not hot. Occasionally, the breeze blew by, taking away the noise in the city, making people feel refreshed.

It is a grand event for Mo Shuangcheng. The alchemist conference will kick off today!

Alchemists came out one by one.

These noble professions are difficult for ordinary people to see. Because of their strength and unparalleled importance, alchemists seem mysterious and awe in the hearts of ordinary people.

Today, these noble alchemists are like ants coming out of their holes, flocking out from all over Mo Shuangcheng's beds. Although their walking routes are different, their end points are the ancient alchemist guild standing in the city.

In addition to alchemists, others also come to watch this annual prosperous era.

In front of the square, the graceful and graceful girls laughed and laughed, and turned their shy and admiring eyes to the alchemists on the square.

For these girls who are at a varied age and full of fantasy, the mysterious and deep alchemists are almost like magnets, attracting their sight.

Professions like alchemists are indispensable professions on the mainland. Many people need alchemists to break through, heal and treat diseases.

Therefore, even if the alchemist's cultivation is worse, he also has countless staff members to follow them.

In this era, alchemists, even the princes in fairy tales, are more likely to make girls feel happy. From this we can see what kind of noble status the alchemists have on this continent.

"There are so many people!"

At this time, the fourth senior sister took Ye Chen's hand and said.

Ye Chen nodded, then looked at the crowd outside and said lightly: "I don't know where Senior Sister Seven and the others are?"

"Xiao Qi is here too?" Senior Sister Fourth asked immediately.

Ye Chen nodded and said, "But she is not an alchemist and cannot come in, so I will let them go back to the inn and wait."

The fourth senior sister nodded.

His eyes swept across the extremely spacious square, and Ye Chen found that there were thousands of bluestone square tables neatly distributed among them. These square tables were arranged in an orderly manner and were arranged very neatly. At first glance, they looked like a standing bluestone army.

These stone platforms contain pill recipes and medicinal materials, which should be used to refine alchemists.

At this time, there were already many participating alchemists in the square. They sat quietly on the stone chairs behind the bluestone table, waiting for the arrival of competition time. As time went by, more and more alchemists rushed out of the passage, and then looked for their own position according to the test cards they received.

At this time, Ye Chen looked at the audience.

Suddenly I saw a beautiful figure.

I saw my seventh senior sister and Shangguan Xueyan sitting in the audience, preparing to watch their game.

Senior Sister Seven seemed to see Ye Chen, and waved to Ye Chen frantically.

Ye Chen smiled and waved at Senior Sister Qi.

On the VIP seat, old men walked onto the stage and started to take their seats.

They are from the major families of Mo Shuangcheng.

The old man in the lead was wearing an alchemist's robe. On the robe, there was a big "nine" badge, which was particularly dazzling.

He is the president of the Alchemist Guild, Zhao Chengyi and Mr. Zhao.

A man with the "nine" badge also walked up to him. He slowly walked to Mr. Zhao and bowed to Mr. Zhao, "Old Zhao hasn't seen him for many days, is he in good health?"

"Old Zhang is concerned about it after work. As you can see, his health is very good." Old Zhao said hurriedly.

This man named Mr. Zhang is the ancestor of the Zhang family, the grandfather of Ye Chen who killed Zhang Hengyu, and the master of the Zhang family's tribulation realm.

"I heard that Mr. Zhang's grandson also participated in this must-election match?" Mr. Zhao asked with a smile.

"Hahaha, my grandson is not talented, he just came to make up the numbers." The elder obviously didn't know that his grandson was dead and was still chatting and laughing with Mr. Zhao.

"Old Zhang, Old Zhao." A voice sounded.

When the two looked back, they saw a middle-aged man walking up.

Although he is not at a high level and is not old, he has a big "nine" character on his chest.

This person is Chen Feng's master, Mo Shuangcheng's Dan King, and the ninth-grade alchemist Song Yang.

Immediately afterwards, another middle-aged man came with the word "eight" written on his chest.

The sect leader of Baicaotang - Qian Mingyi!

Everyone slowly sat down. At this time, Qian Mingyi first asked: "I wonder who do you guys are more optimistic about this alchemist conference?"

At this time, Song Yang immediately smiled and said, "I heard that Mr. Zhang's grandson also participated in the competition. Mr. Zhang's grandson is still your disciple of Baicaotang. I think this time, I will definitely win the leader of this alchemist conference."

"Hahahaha. Mr. Song has won the award. I remember that Mr. Song's disciple Chen Feng also participated. I think he is the favorite to win the championship!" Mr. Zhang immediately smiled.

"That's right, that boy Chen Feng must be the first with the guidance of the Dan King!" Qian Mingyi immediately boasted.

At this time, Song Yang looked at Qian Mingyi and asked lightly: "Brother Qian, I heard that you Baicaotang sent four disciples. It seems that you are bound to win this game!"

Qian Mingyi smiled and said, "It's just that they are just asking them to exercise. They are all just a few people who are just a subtitle."

"Brother Qian is too humble"

In the VIP seat, everyone was talking, praising each other and joking about business.

With Ye Chen's ears, he could naturally hear what they said.

However, Ye Chen shook his head. Except for Chen Feng, the rest of the people they mentioned were killed by themselves, and they were afraid they would not participate in this game.

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As time gradually moved around, the time when the conference began finally arrived slowly under the attention of everyone...

clang--

At this moment, a bell rang

When the crisp bell rings in the square, the noise that soars into the sky is quietly silent...

Listening to the bell ringing in his ears, Old Zhao stood up tremblingly, then slowly walked to the front of the VIP seat, and glanced at the hundreds of alchemists sitting behind the bluestone platform below.

At this time, as many as hundreds of alchemists also raised their heads and turned their awe-inspiring eyes to the old man who had a high reputation in the alchemy world of Mo Shuangcheng.

"In the name of the president of the Mo Shuangcheng Alchemist Guild, the Alchemist Conference will begin!"

"boom!"

The whole place was boiling, cheering, and turbulent for nine days!
Chapter completed!