"What's going on? Why did that Zhanmadao suddenly change its shape?”
Most of the people below the stage were confused.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
They only saw a flash of golden light, and then the Zhanmadao turned into a Tang sword.
Only Ouyang Hua, Wang Hu, and the other Gold rank martial artists felt their scalps go numb.
"A talisman with a thought? Was this the means of a Level 3 Alchemist?
"No, to be able to instantly refine a Quasi-Spirit Tool, he must be at least a Level 5 Alchemist!”
"A sixteen-year-old Level 5 alchemist?”
"How…how is this possible?"
Wang Hu's blood surged as if the sky was collapsing.
He felt his vision go black and almost fainted from fear.
One had to know that alchemists were extremely revered. Even a Level 1 alchemist was the target of their Blood Tiger Gang's flattery.
The middle school student that the Ouyang family had invited was actually a Level 5 alchemist!
A f * cking Level 5 Alchemist, why didn't he properly be the ancestor of the Alchemist Guild?
Why did he come to Xuhua City to fight an underground duel? Wasn't this obvious bullying?
If he had known that Lu Yuan was a Level 5 Alchemist, he would not have dared to provoke the Ouyang Family even if the Blood Tiger Gang had the guts!
When Ouyang Hua saw this scene, his originally deathly still and ashen face was now glowing with unprecedented brilliance.
An uncontrollable joy rose in his heart.
Level 5 Alchemist. So Lu Yuan was actually a Level 5 Alchemist.
Originally, he thought that Lu Yuan was only on good terms with the Glorious Star Zhao Family.
But now, it seemed that with his talent, he was destined to grow into an existence that even the Glorious Star Zhao Family had to look up to!
However, the grey-robed old man whom Wang Hu regarded as his greatest reliance seemed to have been struck by lightning.
With a crack, the armrest of the chair was crushed into powder.
Alchemy was an ancient and complicated subject. Most people who could become a Level 1 Alchemist by the age of 30 were considered talented.
If he could become a Level 1 Alchemist at the age of 20, he would be extremely talented and his future would be limitless.
But what did he see now?
A sixteen-year-old Level 5 Alchemist!
If this news were to spread, it would definitely cause a stir in the entire world!
The grey-robed elder's body was faintly trembling, and he held his breath. His heart was enveloped by a huge pressure.
It was only after a while that he calmed down and pondered over it carefully.
A sixteen-year-old Level 5 Alchemist was simply too shocking.
The move that Lu Yuan had just displayed should have been done by relying on some kind of special control over metal.
However, a single thought into a talisman was the signature technique of a Tier 3 Alchemist.
'Rune Formation with a Thought' relied on exquisite alchemy and powerful mental strength to instantly condense hundreds of elemental runes and brand them into alchemical weapons.
This was something that could not be faked.
In other words, this middle school student was at least a Level 3 Alchemist.
However, a sixteen-year-old Level 3 Alchemist was destined to grow into a supreme powerhouse.
It was definitely not an existence that they could provoke!
As for killing this seedling in the cradle?
Putting aside Lu Yuan's background, if he really dared to do this, even the Alchemist Guild would not let him off!
They were a group of lunatics who dared to refine themselves into human-shaped weapons!
The only way now was to resolve the grudge between them and Lu Yuan.
If they could turn enemies into friends, this might be their opportunity!
"Master Lu, please wait. We admit defeat!”
Thinking of this, the old man rushed out like lightning and appeared on the stage in the blink of an eye.
But Lu Yuan turned a deaf ear to it.
However, he sighed in his heart.
It seemed that this duel was going to end with a strong start but a weak finish.
However, with Wang Li's strength, even if he really awakened some kind of speech spirit, it would probably only be a little stronger than ordinary martial techniques.
The long saber in his hand slashed down like a knife cutting through butter, instantly cutting off one of Wang Li's arms.
"How dare you cripple me…"
Wang Li let out an extremely mournful wail.
However, as soon as he spoke, he was slapped by the gray-robed old man.
"Bastard, thank Master Lu for not killing me!”
The gray-robed elder's furious voice was mixed with a trace of anxiety.
Wang Li covered his face and looked at the gray-robed old man in disbelief.
She didn't understand why he would be so polite to Lu Yuan, even to the point of lowering his voice.
One had to know that with the old man's strength, not to mention a 10-star Bronze rank, even a 10-star Silver rank would be as easy as crushing an ant!
"Stupid thing, didn't you hear what I said?”
The old man slapped Wang Li again in anger.
He slapped so hard that half of his face was badly mutilated.
Wang Li didn't dare to refute. He held his swollen face and bowed to Lu Yuan in apology.
"Forget it."
Lu Yuan didn't look at Wang Li anymore. He turned around and walked down the stage.
He loosened his grip, and the Tang sword turned into specks of golden light and dissipated into the air.
The gray-robed elder's pupils constricted when he saw this scene.
However, his heart was burning with passion as he hurriedly called out to Lu Yuan.
"Master Lu, please wait. Our Blood Tiger Gang was too reckless in this matter. I hope Master Lu can give us a chance to apologize!”
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