The First Saint of Alchemy

From Tang Yan's mouth shape, Wan Fei dared to make a thousand guarantees that Tang Yan said "Auntie, congratulations!".

Damn, I'm only 22 this year, okay!

Last time in Cangyun Mountain, I looked embarrassed, you can call me, but how can I look like an aunt now?

Resisting the urge to fight with his savior, he glared at Tang Yan fiercely before sitting back in Fangcheng's seat.

Tang Yan clearly read the subtext of "you wait" from Wan Fei's eyes.

"Hey, Miss Wan Fei, you still look so ugly after winning?" Seeing Wan Fei coming over, Fang Xuan joked, but a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Huh, mind your own business." Wan Fei was angry and replied unhappily.

"Ha, this time in the East Region Competition, our Fangcheng can occupy three of the top five." Cheng Gong laughed.

"The people in Songcheng thought so before, but they lost in the end." Wan Fei said indifferently.

"Oh? Could it be that Miss Wan Fei thinks that Tang Yan will beat Fang Xuan or me?" Cheng Gong was vaguely angry.

"There are always people who are better than you. Mr. Cheng, don't underestimate your opponent."

Cheng Gong laughed in anger and stood up and said, "I'll go see what number that kid is and try to meet him."

Looking at Cheng Gong's back, Wan Fei showed a gloating smile on her face: "Humph, you dare to call me aunt, retribution is coming."

"Boy, what number are you?"

Tang Yan was talking to Lin Dongxue when he suddenly heard a question. When he turned his head and found that the person coming was Cheng Gong, Tang Yan felt a little puzzled.

"I'm asking you a question." Cheng Gong came over and pointed at Tang Yan and urged him.

He frowned unhappily. For those who didn't respect him, Tang Yan didn't need to give him face. He said coldly: "What's your business?"

When Cheng Gong came over, he had already attracted the attention of many people.

Hearing Tang Yan's words that were so disrespectful, a burst of laughter instantly broke out.

Seeing Tang Yan actually put on this attitude, Cheng Gong was furious. Seeing Tang Yan's brand turned upside down on the table, he reached out to flip it over.

"Pah!"

Tang Yan slapped Cheng Gong's hand open.

"Show me!"

Seeing Tang Yan actually open his hand, Cheng Gong was furious and tried to grab the brand again.

"Get lost!"

Tang Yan opened Cheng Gong's hand again without hesitation.

"Looking for death!" A trace of coldness flashed in Cheng Gong's eyes, and he tried to flip Tang Yan's brand again.

"Pah!"

In response to Cheng Gong, he still opened his hand.

However, this time, after Cheng Gong's hand was slapped away, he did not continue to flip Tang Yan's brand, but punched Tang Yan's wrist.

Tang Yan retracted his hand and dodged the blow.

Seeing Tang Yan dodge, Cheng Gong's eyes flashed with disdain. In front of strength, all the nobleness is nonsense.

When seeing Cheng Gong reaching out to lift the wooden sign for the fourth time, Tang Yan was already filled with infinite anger.

"Pa!"

A loud sound came, but unlike the previous three times, this time it was not Cheng Gong's arm that was hit, but Cheng Gong's face.

"Shame on you!" Tang Yan cursed.

This crisp slap attracted a lot of people's attention, and the scene was suddenly in an uproar. Although the person competing on the stage was Du Shu, one of the four young masters of the East Region, compared with Cheng Gong being slapped, his attraction was instantly reduced.

"You are looking for death!" After a brief moment of distraction, Cheng Gong's face flushed.

He was actually slapped by someone from Yuncheng? How can he survive in Fangcheng in the future?

The momentum of the fourth rank of the Xuan level was instantly unfolded, Cheng Gong's eyes were burning with anger, and he punched Tang Yan with hatred.

"What's going on over there? Could it be that the two of them can't wait to decide the winner?" Not understanding why the two started fighting offstage, people in the crowd asked people who knew the situation.

"Didn't you see it? Just now, that kid from Yuncheng slapped Cheng Gong!" Someone answered immediately.

Within a few breaths, the news that Cheng Gong, the fourth son of the Eastern Region, was slapped by Tang Yan from Yuncheng spread among tens of thousands of people!

Feeling Cheng Gong's fierce punch, Tang Yan was awed.

Being known as the fourth son of the Eastern Region, his strength must be remarkable. He only has the strength of the third rank of the Xuan rank. If he doesn't use some trump cards, it will take a lot of trouble to completely suppress Cheng Gong.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Yan went up to him.

"Huh!"

A very slight sound suddenly came from Tang Yan's palm. A bone-white flame flashed in Tang Yan's palm.

With Tang Yan's improved understanding of the fire control formula, plus more than ten days of refining the soul-refining fire, he can already lock the attack range of the flame on one person.

When the soul-refining fire appeared, Cheng Gong felt as if his head was pierced by a needle, and suddenly became dizzy.

Although this feeling was fleeting, it was enough time for Tang Yan to use it.

"Pa!"

Another crisp sound came, and Cheng Gong was slapped in the face by Tang Yan again.

This time, Tang Yan was not polite. After a slap, Cheng Gong was pulled back a few steps.

Because the incident happened suddenly before, only a few people saw Cheng Gong being beaten last time. But now everyone's eyes have fallen on Tang Yan's side, and every move of the two has fallen into everyone's eyes.

When everyone saw that Cheng Gong was really slapped by Tang Yan, they were a little dazed for a while.

Isn't Cheng Gong the fourth son of the East Region? Such a powerful strength, but he has no power to fight back in front of Tang Yan?

"I'm going to kill you!" Cheng Gong, who stabilized his body, felt a burning pain on his face, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards Tang Yan again.

"Big explosion!" Cheng Gong roared, and countless air currents gathered in front of him.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The air currents squeezed each other, making a dull sound. And Cheng Gong's clothes also rustled with the air currents.

He took a heavy step forward, and a terrifying breath poured towards Tang Yan.

Cheng Gong's attack actually gave Tang Yan a sense of oppression as if a mountain was pressing down on his head.

The power of the martial arts performed by the fourth level of the Xuan level can be imagined.

Tang Yan did not resist it, and the Phantom Step quickly unfolded on the spot, dodged a step to the left, and the Thousand Mountain Fist burst out.

"Third level!" Feeling the breath of Tang Yan, Wan Fei and Fang Xuan in the Fangcheng seat had extremely surprised eyes.

This kid has been hiding his strength since the beginning of the East Region Competition!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The third punch of the Thousand Mountain Fist, at an extremely tricky angle, hit Cheng Gong's left rib fiercely.

This place has the weakest Qi, and Tang Yan is confident that he can withstand Cheng Gong's hateful blow with the strength of the third level.

But just bearing it hard is not what Tang Yan wants. So Tang Yan used the Soul Refining Fire again.

The bone white color flashed in front of his fist, and Cheng Gong experienced the familiar dizziness again. At this moment, the true Qi was actually cut off.

"Bang!"

The power of Cheng Gong's move was greatly reduced due to the influence of his mind. After the moves collided, Cheng Gong's body was shaken back a step.

"Pah!"

Tang Yan rushed forward and slapped him again.