With a thud, a figure falling from the sky directly crashed into the alchemy furnaces of the two alchemists.
The alchemy furnace was instantly smashed to the ground, and the medicinal juice that was about to become a pill in the furnace spilled directly onto the ground.
Qin Qianning slapped her thigh and stood up directly, "God help me!"
The two alchemists stared at their alchemy furnaces in wide eyes, unable to accept such a result for a moment.
The man who fell from the sky rubbed his painful butt and climbed up from the ground. He looked at the people on the stage with a confused look on his face.
"Sorry, my dad beat me out again."
Qin Qianning turned her head to look at the person who was speaking, a man who looked to be in his early twenties, with fair skin, delicate features, and a pair of black eyes with a hint of arrogance.
The red robe gives him the feeling of a young man in bright clothes and riding a horse.
Because his appearance helped her win the game, Qin Qianning was very friendly to him.
She greeted him with a smile, "Hey, good job, brother."
He scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "This is an accident..."
The faces of the remaining two alchemists turned as black as charcoal, but they did not dare to show their anger. They could only look at the man who fell from the sky with dissatisfaction.
At this moment, the pills in Qin Qianning's two furnaces came out of the furnace. They were two furnaces of one-star god-level pills.
She held the pill in her hand and said to the president of the Alchemist Guild, "Should I be declared the winner now?
Their elixirs were ruined, so they couldn't possibly be asked to refine them again, could they? It was just bad luck that their elixirs were destroyed.
Luck is also a form of strength."
The president was also shocked by this sudden change. He was stunned for a while before he reacted.
"The alchemy furnace collapsed, and the elixir was ruined. The rules of the competition also state that you only have one chance to refine the elixir, so Miss Youyou won this round."
After getting a satisfactory result, Qin Qianning smiled and looked at the man next to her even more favorably.
The audience exclaimed, "How could this be possible? Those two alchemists are so unlucky. This man fell squarely on their alchemy furnaces."
The girl Youyou next to her was not affected at all. If this man was not the young city lord of Yueying City, it would not be the first time that he was beaten away by the city lord.
Otherwise, I would have suspected whether this was arranged by Miss Youyou. After all, it was she who proposed to deal with two enemies at once.
Otherwise, only one alchemist would be unlucky."
"Wait, including this round, Miss Youyou has already won four rounds, right?
If she wins one more game, she'll have the Grand Slam!"
"The next round will be between the strongest Saint-level alchemists. There's a whole stage between them. It will be very difficult for Miss Youyou to win."
Qin Qianning only realized after hearing everyone's murmurs that the man who fell from the sky was the young master of Yueying City - Ye Qingchen.
No wonder the two alchemists didn't dare to attack even after he smashed their alchemy furnaces.
Soon, Qin Qianning's last opponent walked onto the stage. He was a young man who looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
Although he is already a saint-level alchemist, he is not arrogant at all.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Qin Qianning was still serious and considering.
He extended his hand politely and said, "Miss Youyou, please."
He was wearing a light ink-painted robe, and had the temperament of a scholar.
Qin Qianning raised her eyebrows and said, "Sir, I won't invite you anymore."
"Huh?" The man was a little confused.
Qin Qianning said this and jumped off the stage. "I admit defeat in this round. It's your turn to take over and continue the round-robin battle."
“???” The man had a puzzled look on his face, and the audience in the audience was also confused.
They thought that with Miss Youyou's strength and luck, she would definitely win the Grand Slam. Maybe someone would drop from the sky and help her win?
Qin Qianning ignored everyone's surprise and sat down in the audience to rest.
According to the rules of the round-robin match, she will also fight against this saint-level alchemist in one round. It's a fight anyway, so just one round will be enough.
Moreover, she believed that this Saint-level alchemist had the strength to win four games just like her, and the final competition would still be between the two of them.
So there is no need to waste energy now. You can take this opportunity to rest and consume the strength of the Saint-level alchemist.
As soon as she took her seat in the audience, Ye Qingchen, the Young Lord of Yueying City, walked up to her and said, "Youyou, how about coming to my house later?"
The tone of his voice sounded as if they were already familiar with each other, because Qin Qianning was talking to him jokingly because of what had just happened.
"If I go, I won't be beaten away by your father too, right?"
Ye Qingchen patted his chest and said, "You can rest assured about this. My father usually only beats me, not my guests.
And since your alchemy skills are so strong, he will definitely be happy to receive you."
Qin Qianning didn't agree immediately, but changed the subject and asked, "Are you often beaten out by your father?"
Ye Qingchen sighed when he heard this, "It's all because my strength can't satisfy him, and can't make our Ye family squeeze into the eight major families.
I am lazy and unwilling to practice, so he can only beat me away.
In addition to the eight major families in the central area of Lintian City, there are ten medium-sized families and dozens of small families. All the families are trying their best to squeeze in.
Our Ye family can't even squeeze into the central area, and the eight major families are even more of an illusory dream.
Yueying City is not as good as others in terms of spiritual power and resources. What can we use to compete with them?
I really don't know what my father is thinking all day. Can he have a clear understanding of his own strength? Isn't it better to accept his mediocrity? "
Qin Qianning raised her eyebrows when she heard this. Ye Qingchen's mentality was similar to hers.
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