Chapter: 4491
Jiang Mo's expression was ugly, but he was rarely silent, and did not sneer at Xia Qinfan.
Soon, the ranking showed No. 50, but Zhuo Wen's name still did not appear.
Next, the projection ranking continued to advance, the top 40, the top 30, the top 20, until the tenth, Zhuo Wen's name never appeared.
At this moment, not only the three hundred alchemists in the square sensed that something was wrong, but also many forces around the square felt something was wrong.
Zhuo Wen can be said to be the only alchemist of the mysterious level among the 300 alchemists, and his level is the lowest.
But now, the rankings all show the tenth place, but this kid's name still doesn't appear. Doesn't that mean that this kid is ranked in the top ten in the first round.
Many people didn't believe that this mere mystery-level alchemist had the ability to enter the top ten, so they began to question that there might be a problem with the formation arranged by Huan Taiping.
And the eyes of many eliminated alchemists were full of hope, and they began to boo.
They all know that once the formation is found to be wrong, then the results of the first round will definitely not count, and the rankings will have to be re-purified.
And Xia Qinfan, who was in the Taisui Sword Sect team, showed fear in her beautiful eyes, and she also began to wonder if there was something wrong with the formation.
She was surprised that Zhuo Wen entered the top 300, she was surprised to enter the top 100, but now she entered the top 10, but she began to doubt and fear.
Those who participated in the top ten in the Yundan Conference this time are basically the alchemists sent by the five great powers, and Zhuo Wen, a dark horse, is too dark. It is too unrealistic to break into the top ten just like this up.
The commotion in the square became intense, and Huan Taiping also stood up, glanced around coldly, and said, "The formation is all normal. If there are any doubters, you can let our judges inspect your purified medicinal liquid."
"If it really doesn't match your real results, I'll let you directly enter the second round. If you're still making noises, then I'll just erase your alchemist status and you'll never be qualified to make alchemy."
As soon as Huan Taiping said these words, the alchemists who were booing at first fell silent, not daring to make mistakes.
After Huan Taiping said this, he sat upright again, but his eyes fell on the square where Zhuo Wen was standing.
"Ninth place, the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect asserts that the purity is 70% and 310%!"
...
"Fifth place, Emperor Mohuang of Meteor Star Mountain, with a purity of 75%!"
"Fourth place, Crimson Villa Red Apricot, 70% pure!"
Just as everyone guessed, the top ten were basically taken over by alchemists from the five major palace-level forces.
It's just that all the attention of the people now falls on Zhuo Wen.
Now the ranking has been ranked fourth, and there is still no name for this mysterious level alchemist. Does that mean that this guy entered the top three in the first round?
"The third place, chasing the Sunshine Shrine, the purity is seventy-eight percent!"
"Second place, Void Palace False God, 78% pure!"
When the projection showed the name of the second place, everyone's actions were surprisingly consistent, and all of their attention fell on Zhuo Wen in the center of the square.
They all knew that the only mysterious level alchemist in the square in front of them was also the lowest level alchemist among the 300 alchemists. He won the first place in the first round, overwhelming the audience.
"First place, Tai Sui Sword School Zhuo Wen, 90% pure!"
But when the first place finally appeared on the projection, the atmosphere in the square froze to the extreme and there was no sound.
And Huan Taiping, who was originally calm, stood up involuntarily, staring closely at the number one projected...
The atmosphere in the square was as silent as the surface of a river below freezing point.
However, this kind of silence only lasted for a while, and it was like a wave, with one wave higher than the other, and the entire square was full of uproar, extremely noisy.
Everyone was discussing crazily, and the protagonist of their discussion was Zhuowen.
Everyone in Tai Sui Sword Sect's team stood there in a daze, as if petrified.
After they confirmed that Na Zhuowen had indeed won the first round of the Yundan Conference, and that the faction represented by Na Zhuowen's name was indeed the Taisui Sword Sect, they showed ecstasy.
Xia Qinfan's whole body trembled with excitement, her pretty face was extremely rosy with ecstasy, and she even wept with joy.
The Supreme Elder, who had always been as deep as water, his thin body was trembling, his lips were trembling, he grabbed Xia Qinfan, and said excitedly: "Miss, you really found the right person this time."
"This Alchemist Zhuo, if the results in the second round are not too bad, it will be no problem to be in the top 50 of this Rhyme Pill Competition. This time, our Taisui Sword Sect has really met a nobleman."
Jiang Mo was completely silent and did not speak at all, but the killing intent deep in his eyes was extremely strong.
"In three hours, he was able to refine the purity of too heavy iron-skinned bamboo to 90%. This kid is very extraordinary!" JrNovels.com
Soon, the ranking showed No. 50, but Zhuo Wen's name still did not appear.
Next, the projection ranking continued to advance, the top 40, the top 30, the top 20, until the tenth, Zhuo Wen's name never appeared.
At this moment, not only the three hundred alchemists in the square sensed that something was wrong, but also many forces around the square felt something was wrong.
Zhuo Wen can be said to be the only alchemist of the mysterious level among the 300 alchemists, and his level is the lowest.
But now, the rankings all show the tenth place, but this kid's name still doesn't appear. Doesn't that mean that this kid is ranked in the top ten in the first round.
Many people didn't believe that this mere mystery-level alchemist had the ability to enter the top ten, so they began to question that there might be a problem with the formation arranged by Huan Taiping.
And the eyes of many eliminated alchemists were full of hope, and they began to boo.
They all know that once the formation is found to be wrong, then the results of the first round will definitely not count, and the rankings will have to be re-purified.
And Xia Qinfan, who was in the Taisui Sword Sect team, showed fear in her beautiful eyes, and she also began to wonder if there was something wrong with the formation.
She was surprised that Zhuo Wen entered the top 300, she was surprised to enter the top 100, but now she entered the top 10, but she began to doubt and fear.
Those who participated in the top ten in the Yundan Conference this time are basically the alchemists sent by the five great powers, and Zhuo Wen, a dark horse, is too dark. It is too unrealistic to break into the top ten just like this up.
The commotion in the square became intense, and Huan Taiping also stood up, glanced around coldly, and said, "The formation is all normal. If there are any doubters, you can let our judges inspect your purified medicinal liquid."
"If it really doesn't match your real results, I'll let you directly enter the second round. If you're still making noises, then I'll just erase your alchemist status and you'll never be qualified to make alchemy."
As soon as Huan Taiping said these words, the alchemists who were booing at first fell silent, not daring to make mistakes.
After Huan Taiping said this, he sat upright again, but his eyes fell on the square where Zhuo Wen was standing.
"Ninth place, the Ten Absolute Yin Corpse Sect asserts that the purity is 70% and 310%!"
...
"Fifth place, Emperor Mohuang of Meteor Star Mountain, with a purity of 75%!"
"Fourth place, Crimson Villa Red Apricot, 70% pure!"
Just as everyone guessed, the top ten were basically taken over by alchemists from the five major palace-level forces.
It's just that all the attention of the people now falls on Zhuo Wen.
Now the ranking has been ranked fourth, and there is still no name for this mysterious level alchemist. Does that mean that this guy entered the top three in the first round?
"The third place, chasing the Sunshine Shrine, the purity is seventy-eight percent!"
"Second place, Void Palace False God, 78% pure!"
When the projection showed the name of the second place, everyone's actions were surprisingly consistent, and all of their attention fell on Zhuo Wen in the center of the square.
They all knew that the only mysterious level alchemist in the square in front of them was also the lowest level alchemist among the 300 alchemists. He won the first place in the first round, overwhelming the audience.
"First place, Tai Sui Sword School Zhuo Wen, 90% pure!"
But when the first place finally appeared on the projection, the atmosphere in the square froze to the extreme and there was no sound.
And Huan Taiping, who was originally calm, stood up involuntarily, staring closely at the number one projected...
The atmosphere in the square was as silent as the surface of a river below freezing point.
However, this kind of silence only lasted for a while, and it was like a wave, with one wave higher than the other, and the entire square was full of uproar, extremely noisy.
Everyone was discussing crazily, and the protagonist of their discussion was Zhuowen.
Everyone in Tai Sui Sword Sect's team stood there in a daze, as if petrified.
After they confirmed that Na Zhuowen had indeed won the first round of the Yundan Conference, and that the faction represented by Na Zhuowen's name was indeed the Taisui Sword Sect, they showed ecstasy.
Xia Qinfan's whole body trembled with excitement, her pretty face was extremely rosy with ecstasy, and she even wept with joy.
The Supreme Elder, who had always been as deep as water, his thin body was trembling, his lips were trembling, he grabbed Xia Qinfan, and said excitedly: "Miss, you really found the right person this time."
"This Alchemist Zhuo, if the results in the second round are not too bad, it will be no problem to be in the top 50 of this Rhyme Pill Competition. This time, our Taisui Sword Sect has really met a nobleman."
Jiang Mo was completely silent and did not speak at all, but the killing intent deep in his eyes was extremely strong.
"In three hours, he was able to refine the purity of too heavy iron-skinned bamboo to 90%. This kid is very extraordinary!" JrNovels.com
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