Tianyu Alchemy Lord

"Hahaha, Brother Lan, you're welcome, it's really just luck, just luck..."

Lang Peng smiled and was about to say a few more words of humility. Suddenly, he froze, "Wait, Master Liu Feng? Brother Lan, which Master Liu Feng are you talking about?"

"Who else is there, the great weapon refiner of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, Master Liu Feng."

Lan Dan said.

"What?"

When Lang Peng heard this, he almost jumped three feet high.

Master Liu Feng is a well-known high-level weapon saint. He is the kind of person who treats even the Holy Lord with courtesy when he meets him. How can someone like him, who relies solely on deception, compare to him?

However, just now Lan Dan actually said that Master Liu Feng wanted to compete with him?

"Ahem, Brother Lan, did you make a mistake somewhere? How could Master Liu Feng think of competing with me? How can I compare with him?"

Lang Peng felt guilty and asked dryly.

"Shengzi Lang is so humble. You were able to pick out one worth a billion from so many magic weapons and hit the Cao brothers in the face. To be honest, your current reputation is no better than that of Master Liu Feng. How much weaker."

Lan Dan thought Lang Peng was being humble and said with a careless smile.

"Humility? What the hell do I have to be modest about?"

Lang Peng wailed in his heart and couldn't help but cover his face with both hands.

"Master Liu Feng said that he will be waiting for you on the third floor of the Pixiu Chamber of Commerce tomorrow and wants to compete with you."

Lan Dan sat down next to him and said.

Upon hearing this, Lang Peng's face suddenly elongated like a bitter gourd.

Originally, he was thinking that in this case, he might as well pretend to be in seclusion, not go out to meet people, and wait until the ladder opens. Once the ladder is over, leave Halloween City immediately.

However, according to what Lan Dan said, this competition seems to have become a foregone conclusion!

How could he be Master Liu Feng's opponent?

He himself weighed several kilograms, but he knew very well that the top-notch ice attribute weapon worth one billion was a complete accident.

Let him compete with Master Liu Feng, and he can beat him with his eyes closed.

Thinking that with the name of Master Liu Feng, tomorrow's competition will definitely be crowded with people, Lang Peng couldn't help but cry even more.

If he loses miserably in the competition, wouldn't he become a complete laughing stock? Even the Holy Land of Four Phases will become a joke in the eyes of others.

However, it is even more impossible for him not to go. If he does not go, it will only be more embarrassing.

"Brother Lan, this is really gratifying. Tomorrow will be the day when you become famous."

At this moment, Su Chen also smiled.

"Brother Su, stop laughing at me and help me find a way to reject this competition."

Lang Peng had a bitter look on his face and asked Su Chen for help.

"Push it away? Why push it away?"

A smile appeared on Su Chen's lips. He finally figured out a way to make a lot of money without having to show up in public.

That is Lang Peng. This guy seems to be a good shield. If you choose through his hands, things will be much easier.

Anyway, Langpeng's reputation as a blind cat who encounters a dead rat has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even if he picks out a good product again, it will be regarded as another lucky break.

"Why don't you push it away?"

Lang Peng was almost crying. How could he accept this challenge?

"What are you afraid of? Even if you lose, there is nothing to be ashamed of, because the opponent is Master Liu Feng."

Su Chen encouraged, "Besides, if you fight him, you will definitely become famous!"

"It seems...it makes sense."

Lang Peng couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, touched his chin, and fell into deep thought.

Of course, you can't win against him. He still knows how much he weighs.

But, as Su Chen said, so what if you lose? No matter what, he, Lang Peng, is just a junior, and he would not be ashamed to lose to Master Liu Feng.

Perhaps the humiliating scene he expected would not happen.

"Okay, I'll take it then!"

Lang Peng looked high-spirited and walked out, with the attitude of a strong man who never returns.

"Where are you going?"

Lan Dan asked doubtfully.

"I'm going to compete with that Liu Feng!"

Lang Peng stood with his hands behind his back, looking like an outsider and speaking decisively.

Everyone present silently had beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads.

"They said tomorrow...tomorrow!"

Lan Dan also had a dark look on his face. Does this guy really think of himself as the peerless master in the storybook?

"Oh, is it tomorrow?"

Lang Peng was stunned for a moment. Seeing everyone looking at him, he couldn't help but blush, "Oh, just now I