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Chapter 500 You lose

The seventh-grade assessment room was silent.

But there was a warm applause from the outside world.

Because the young master of the Taylor family passed the sixth grade assessment, and the representative of the Alchemist League came here in advance and sent the olive tree to join the league.

In other words, before Poulter successfully graduated, he became a great alchemist figure admired by thousands of people.

"Mr. Porter, congratulations, on behalf of Grantham Virgil of the Personnel Department of the Alchemist League, I sincerely invite you to join us before," a sexy blonde woman presented her induction book.

"Congratulations to Porter, you are so awesome. You have become a sixth-grade alchemist in a year. Now you have received an invitation from the Alchemist Alliance," Elsalie applauded and looked at her enviously.

Golden invitation letter to join in front of Porter.

Porter smiled, but felt a little embarrassed.

Why?

Because he knew what this invitation meant.

It represents the father's disappointment with him.

In a year, he only reached the qualification of a sixth-grade alchemist, and was only the most ordinary sixth-grade alchemist.

This invitation was not the letter of expulsion that the Alchemists Alliance recognized Porter's strength, but the letter of expulsion that Dia lost confidence in his son and asked him to leave the five courtyards directly.

"Father, am I really so unbearable in your eyes?" Porter looked at the invitation letter in his hand, and the surface of the gold casting of the invitation letter was curved because he tried too hard.

"Polt, did you just go in and see Luo Feng?" Elsa said with a sneering smile.

Porter was stunned, "Luo Feng? I haven't seen him for a year. Is he here?"

"Yes, when I came just now, I heard that he was going to take the exam. Do you know what kind of exam he was taking? I guess you would be dying of laughter when I said it."

"What kind of rank?" Poulter said lightly.

He was not worried that Luo Feng could surpass him. Even if Luo Feng was against the will of the sky under Ouyang Kuang's guidance, he would be at most third grade.

"Seventh grade, seventh grade."

"What grade do you mean, the seventh grade?" Porter suddenly reacted very loudly, grabbed Elsa's arm, and Elsa screamed in pain.

"Ah, Porter hurts so much, you let go."

"He's going to the seventh grade, why should he take the seventh grade?" Poulter looked behind him with a surprised look and entered the attic.

He remembered what his father said in his mind.

This child is better than you everywhere. If you don’t work hard, he will surpass you sooner or later.

"Polt, why are you so nervous? You don't really think that idiot can succeed, right?" Elsa said inexplicably.

As a result, before he could speak, his mood was greatly hit, Porter instinctively slapped Elsa in the face.

Only a sudden sound was heard, "pop", Elsa flew out and looked at Porter with disbelief.

"Polt, you are so crazy. You dare to hit me. I didn't even hit me at home. You dare to hit me!" Elsa went crazy and roared and stood up to rush towards Porter.

"Shut up, you stupid woman, what do you know is because of you, it's because of you," Porter's eyes were red. "If you hadn't flattered me, I would have been proud and complacent, and I would have formed a gang in the five courtyards.

After the class, I finally got homework. How could I be just a sixth rank? I should have stood in the same assessment room with Nangong Pushe.”

"You are crazy, is it a shame for you to rank six? If you hit a woman, are you a man?" Aisha screamed in the crowd.

The two of them were once friendly because Luo Feng completely tore their faces.

At this moment, the door of the assessment room opened and the scene suddenly looked at it with all its eyes.

Luo Feng and Nangong Pushe came at the door, and the mentor behind him followed closely behind.

"Luo Feng!" Polt frowned and quickly woke up from the moment he was losing his composure. "Long time no see, I thought you had escaped."

"Why, are you looking forward to seeing me?"

"Of course, don't forget our bet a year ago."

"You?" Luo Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a giggle, "I didn't take it seriously. You were actually concerned. In other words, I didn't take you seriously, right?"

"What did you say?" Poulter's face darkened, and he stepped forward and grabbed Luo Feng's collar. "I am a sixth-grade alchemist. Now I have received an invitation letter to join the Alchemist Alliance. What are you?"

But the next second, Porter's hypocritical pride frozen in the wind.

Why, because he was guilty and because of Luo Feng's sneering and disdainful expression.

"Polt, your talent is indeed OK, I have to admit it, but you care too much about the fictitious vanity. Look at what you are doing this year?"

"Dare you dare to teach me a lesson?" Porter's voice was as small as a mosquito because he felt guilty.

"You should be very clear about the so-called halos. Without your elders to support you, what do you think you have? Are you looking at your invitation to join the job? Do you think it is honor or shame?"

"I..." Porter was so scared that he threw away the invitation letter in his hand. His brain was thinking quickly how to fight back against Luo Feng, but he finally found it, "What qualifications do you have to say to me, don't look at yourself, you

...”

"Sorry, I have officially become a seventh-grade alchemist, you... lost."

"boom!"

Porter's confidence was completely shattered. He collapsed on the ground, looking at his mentor, his eyes as if saying, "Tell me, this is fake."

The instructor's voice was calm, but it was enough for everyone on the scene to hear it.

"Luo Feng's special seventh-grade alchemist, all seven snow lotus pills were successful!"

"boom!"

The scene was completely boiling, and the crowd was crying Aisha was stunned. The representatives of the Alchemist Alliance couldn't help but look at the strange and handsome young man more. Li Changsheng jumped up happily and cried with joy.

"Luo Feng, you have finally proved yourself. You are my idol."

"Okay, okay, what a big deal, don't lose the face of us Chinese. Damn, Li Changsheng, you've snotted my clothes, damn it."

"Wuwuwu, I'm just happy for you, you still dislike me."

"Okay, okay, go, go back, don't block the way in the atmosphere in front of you, the seventh-grade alchemist is leaving."

The people who were surprised in front of him were so scared that they quickly made way.

The people in the Alchemist Alliance may not be surprised, but how can they not be surprised?

After all, before Luo Feng, he didn't even pass the first-class assessment.

In just one year, Luo Feng has become a rare seventh-grade alchemist in the entire five courtyards.

This! is destined to become a new myth, surpassing Murong Xiaoxiao's myth.

"Luo Feng!" Polt's roared through the crowd. He stumbled and stood up like crazy. Suddenly he took out a pistol in his arms, and smiled fiercely, "You can never surpass me, you can't, give it to me.

Go and die!"

"Bang!"

The gunshot sounded and the bullets shot towards Luo Feng in an instant.

"Puff!"
Chapter completed!
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