Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 1,497 The Seventh Round! The ultimate battle!

Many people were extremely excited and took a deep breath, which seemed to be the only way to calm down!

Everyone looked at Chen Feng with some fear.

At this time, everyone kept the two words Feng Chen firmly in their hearts. He was only nineteen years old, a fifth-level alchemist, and had powerful cultivation beyond the seventh level of the Martial Lord Realm. Any one of them would be enough to shock. The entire Great Qin!

And when these three things are combined together, anyone who is not a fool will clearly realize that Feng Chen is definitely a rising genius in the Great Qin Kingdom!

Given time, it can definitely grow into an incredibly powerful fact.

If you can make good friends with him now, you will definitely benefit a lot in the future!

"A person like Feng Chen is definitely not someone you can take as your subordinate. Even if you are a guest, you have insulted his status. Being able to form friendship with him is already something you can only dream of!"

"Yes, even if he dismisses us, you must let him see our attitude clearly!"

When Chen Feng came down from the ring, people sent by the big families swarmed up.

After Chen Feng defeated Zhao Zijing before, when they came to recruit Chen Feng, their eyes still had a hint of flatness or even arrogance, but now, they all turned into flattery and respect.

Many people bent down when talking to Chen Feng.

A representative sent by a big family even knelt on the ground and said to Chen Feng with great respect: "Our family master heard about Mr. Feng's name and ordered the younger one to come and invite Mr. Feng."

"I hope Mr. Feng can come to the house. My master will sweep the couch to greet you and receive you with the most noble etiquette!"

The person next to him snorted disdainfully and said, "Your master is so arrogant. How dare you neglect Mr. Feng like this?"

He looked at Chen Feng, immediately changed his smile, and said with a flattering look on his face: "Master Feng, my head is waiting outside right now!"

Chen Feng said a few words to them calmly, then turned and left.

He has no plans to join any force now.

In the faint morning light, Chen Feng slowly woke up from his trance.

He stood up, bathed, burned incense, changed his clothes, then put on his large burqa and even a cast iron mask over his face.

This mask is not very ferocious, but it is cold and ruthless. No one can see clearly the true appearance of the person behind it through the thick mask.

In fact, since entering the fourth round, Chen Feng has not only run away with his clothes on, but also prepared a mask for himself.

In this way, they are also afraid that their identity will be revealed.

Even when he spoke, his voice was deliberately hoarse.

Chen Feng didn't want people to know that Feng Chen was him. He had already gained enough limelight, and it would be of no use if he showed up again. He would only suddenly attract the jealousy of others, which might bring trouble to himself.

Then Chen Feng walked out of the house slowly and walked slowly towards the direction of the Alchemist Association.

He took one step at a time, his speed was not fast, and he did not use any strength. He just walked forward like an ordinary person.

At this time, it was still early in the daylight, but people were already coming and going on the street.

All kinds of things in the market were displayed one by one. Chen Feng did not deliberately look at them, but nothing around him escaped his ears and eyes.

As he walked, Chen Feng felt as if he was walking in an extremely long scroll.

At first, I felt quite alienated, but later on, I actually integrated into this painting.

Chen Feng was suddenly frightened, and then he took a step forward and broke away from the scroll.

Looking up again, he was already in front of the Alchemist Association.

At this time, Chen Feng's mood was as calm as ever. In his calmness, he felt a little more enlightened!

At this time, Chen Feng felt that his state of mind had been adjusted to its peak state.

Because today is the final day of the alchemist competition, the seventh round!

Today, Chen Feng’s opponent is Mr. Shi Xiaohou!

Chen Feng had arrived early enough, but there were already thousands of people sitting around the ring and in the stands.

At this time, the arena has been removed, leaving only one, but the stands around the arena have not been reduced at all. They are densely packed and can accommodate tens of thousands of people.

Seeing Chen Feng's arrival, a burst of exclamations broke out from the crowd, and many people cheered, seemingly cheering for Chen Feng.

There was no expression on Chen Feng's face. He just slowly stepped onto the ring, sat cross-legged on one side, closed his eyes and waited.

There were more and more people, and eventually, the stands with tens of thousands of people were filled to the brim, without leaving a single gap.

The Alchemist Competition is an annual event in Wuyang City. During the finals, about half of the powerful people in the Qin Kingdom will come to watch in person.

This time, most of them came. Except for the four major princes' mansions and some powerful hidden families, almost everyone came, even the five major aristocratic families.

Chen Feng took a quick glance and saw a familiar figure above.

Yuwen family, Yuwen Zhen.

The reason why so many people came was because in this alchemist competition, a genius who had not been seen in a century emerged.

He was only twenty years old, an item alchemist, and had a cultivation level beyond the seventh level of martial arts, which almost caused an explosion in Wuyang City, the capital of the Great Qin Emperor.

Everyone is talking about this topic, everyone is talking about this person, and everyone knows that this young man named Feng Chen is a genius that is rare in a century.

Chen Feng waited for more than an hour before his opponent arrived belatedly.

Shi Xiaohouye, among the young heroes participating in the competition this time, is the only sixth-grade alchemist.

The smile on Mr. Shi Xiaohou's face was very warm and he looked very indifferent, but there was a hint of pride in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows that could not be concealed.

When he looked at Chen Feng, he looked down with a strong look. Obviously, he did not regard Chen Feng as an opponent of the same level at all.

Chen Feng stood up, walked to Mr. Shi Xiaohou, and stretched out his right hand to shake hands with him.

Chen Feng actually didn't mean anything else, it was just the most basic etiquette.

This was undoubtedly friendly, but Mr. Shi Xiaohou acted as if he hadn't noticed. He put his hands behind his back and raised his face to look sideways at the sky in the distance, looking proud.

Chen Feng's hand froze in mid-air, then he slowly shook his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Shi Xiaohouye looked at him sideways and said calmly: "Feng Chen, you want to show your kindness to me, don't you?"

"I'm telling you, it's useless. It's too late now that you want to show your kindness to me."

"The two of us are rivals. The Mahayana Soul-Building Pill and the title of the number one alchemist are mine, and I will get it quickly. Therefore, I will not show any mercy to you."

Chen Feng shook his head and said calmly: "I just want to shake hands. I don't want you to hold back your hands on me."

"Ha, you are a bitch like you, you have such a tough mouth!" Mr. Shi Xiaohou immediately turned his back and smiled coldly: "If you didn't show your kindness to me and wanted me to keep my hands on you, why did you do this suddenly?"