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403: Winning the Championship

Peng Yue continued, "After the convention ends, I will personally speak with Zi Chen and try to win him over with the position of Saint. Gaining Zi Chen is equivalent to gaining the support of the Qingyang Kingdom, which will be of immense benefit to our Medicine King Valley."

Hearing this, Peng Yang was greatly astonished.

"What? Valley Master, you want to directly appoint Zi Chen as the Saint? How can this be! After all, he is just an outsider; allowing him to directly enter the decision-making system of our Medicine King Valley is simply too exaggerated!"

Peng Yue said in a deep voice, "What is the big deal? When I, Peng Yue, employ people, I never look at qualifications, only strength. Since Zi Chen has this capability, what is wrong with giving him the status of Saint?"

Seeing Peng Yu defeated, a clamor immediately rose from the audience below the stage.

"Holy crap, Peng Yu lost! Peng Yu, as one of the eight prodigies of the central province, actually lost to an unknown Zi Chen, and in the field of alchemy where she is most proficient."

"What do you mean by unknown? Zi Chen is also a famous Genius in our Central Continent! It can only be said that talents emerge constantly in the Nine Provinces, and it is not easy to stand out."

"Since Zi Chen defeated Saintess Peng Yu, does that mean he can become one of the eight prodigies of the central province?"

"I think he's still lacking. Saintess Peng Yu has been strong for ten years and holds immense prestige in the Central Continent. Zi Chen was unremarkable before; he merely defeated Miss Peng Yu by chance this one time. To join the eight prodigies of the central province, he still needs to accumulate more prestige."

"Right! Saintess Peng Yu is the best! Zi Chen's victory this time was just luck. If Saintess Peng Yu Cultivates for a few more years, she will definitely avenge this humiliation. The eight prodigies of the central province? He is unworthy!"

"How dare you speak like that? If Zi Chen is unworthy, are you worthy then?"

The audience below the stage discussed animatedly, expressing their support for either Peng Yu or Zi Chen, and the two sides nearly started a fight.

Peng Yue had to shout "Silence" three times before he managed to suppress the commotion.

After Zi Chen, contestants continued to complete their refining process one after another.

Many performed excellently, but compared to Peng Yu and Zi Chen, they were still somewhat lacking.

Half a day passed, and all contestants had finished refining, except for Lu Xingchen.

He was still carrying out the finishing work.

As the slowest contestant in the entire venue, Lu Xingchen became the focus of attention, and everyone fixed their gaze upon him.

"Holy crap, this guy is persistent! He has half my grace."

"Half a day has passed, and he still hasn't finished refining. Isn't his speed too slow? If the pregnancy is long and delivery fails, what good child can be born?"

"I know this guy; his name is Lu Dazhuang, a Peak Master of the Lingyun Sect. Legend says he defeated an eighth rank, eighth star Yao Beast in the Spirit Herb Space, making his strength terrifying!"

"Then consider him impressive. But unfortunately, this is the Alchemist Convention, not the Martial Arts Convention. No matter how strong his fighting power is, it's useless if he can't refine a good Medicinal Pill."

"Is this guy doing this on purpose? Trying to attract attention? Otherwise, why is he taking so long?"

"Trash! Something Zi Chen could finish in three hours, he can't even finish after dragging it out for half a day!"

Listening to the discussions of the people around her, Zuoqiu Qingluo frowned deeply, but did not speak out in opposition.

She was smart; there were thousands of people on the Plaza, and seven out of ten were criticizing Lu Xingchen. How could she argue against them alone?

Zuoqiu Qingluo simply clasped her hands together and prayed silently in her heart, thinking, "Lu Xingchen, you must win! Let these brainless fellows witness what a true Genius is."

Xu Qing was also performing the same action as Zuoqiu Qingluo.

Standing on the stone platform, she was also praying for Lu Xingchen.

"Junior Brother, keep it up!"

Lu Xingchen did not make the crowd wait too long; a quarter of an hour later, he also completed the refining.

A phoenix nirvana pill of good quality was produced.

The thunder clouds above the sky gathered again, and their density was actually greater than those summoned by Zi Chen.

Seeing this scene, the entire venue erupted in an uproar.

"Holy crap, did you see that? Those thunder clouds are so dense, even fiercer than the ones Zi Chen summoned!"

"No way? I always thought Lu Dazhuang was a clown, but I didn't expect him to pull off something huge!"

"I originally thought Zi Chen was the limit for an Alchemist, but I didn't expect someone to be even more formidable than him!"

"Am I hallucinating because I'm too excited? Lu Dazhuang is actually this powerful!"

The crowd did not have to wait long; after the thunder clouds in the sky brewed for a moment, they struck down towards Lu Xingchen, landing on Peng Yue's golden handprint.

The power of the first pill thunder was significantly stronger than Zi Chen's, and every subsequent pill thunder was even more powerful than his.

When the nine streaks of pill thunder fell, everyone knew the victor had been decided!

Lu Dazhuang defeated Zi Chen and became the champion of the Alchemist Convention!

This shocking scene left everyone utterly astonished.

"No need to say it, Lu Dazhuang definitely won. The pill thunder he triggered was much stronger than Zi Chen's!"

"This convention really had its twists and turns! I originally thought Saintess Peng Yu, as one of the eight prodigies of the central province, would definitely win the championship, but I didn't expect Zi Chen to defeat her. What surprised me even more was that Lu Dazhuang is even more incredible than Zi Chen!"

"I'm dying of laughter. The champion of the last Alchemist Convention was Jiang Taishen, and this time it's his Disciple, Lu Dazhuang. The Lingyun Sect is truly rubbing the Medicine King Valley's Face into the dirt!"

"Lu Dazhuang possesses the potential of the Ninth Rank! It probably won't be long before the eight prodigies of the central province turn into the nine prodigies of the central continent."

On the stone platform, Zi Chen also looked at Lu Xingchen with a Face full of surprise.

He had hidden his talent for many years, just to make a splash at the Alchemist Convention.

In his heart, he only had one opponent, and that was Saintess Peng Yu of the Medicine King Valley.

As for Lu Dazhuang, he had only challenged him because he was slightly unconvinced after losing to him in a fight.

Yet, he never expected that after finally defeating Peng Yu, he would lose to this unremarkable Lu Dazhuang.

This was simply too difficult to accept!

He suddenly remembered his bet with Lu Dazhuang.

He had originally thought it was a guaranteed win, but he ended up losing himself in the process.

However, this might not necessarily be a bad thing.

Lu Dazhuang is so formidable; if he joined the Lingyun Sect, he would have a connection with him, which would be of immense benefit both to himself and to the Qingyang Kingdom.

Following Lu Dazhuang in the future, he would definitely be able to learn many things!

Peng Yu, on the other hand, stared at Lu Xingchen with a troubled expression, her eyes slightly red, nearly bursting into tears.

Damn it, as the Saintess of Medicine King Valley, it was bad enough that she couldn't beat Zi Chen, but now she couldn't even beat Lu Dazhuang.

This was simply too humiliating!

It was infuriating!

It seems the devil training her grandfather mentioned must start sooner.

Otherwise, the gap between herself and these young Prodigies would grow wider and wider, and she would truly become a joke.

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