Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 723 Assessment Badge
"Then I'll take a seventh-rank exam." Yang Cong said casually, looked at Ye Zhong, and asked, "Should it be enough for the seventh-rank to participate in the alchemy meeting?"

"Rank [-] is enough." Ye nodded his head and replied.

"Well, let's take the seventh-rank exam." Yang Cong looked at Deacon Han and said, "Deacon Han, I'll take the seventh-rank exam."

"This..." Seeing the conversation between Yang Cong and Ye Zhong, Deacon Han was also speechless for a while.

Why is it so easy to take the seventh-rank exam at any time?

And looking at Yang Cong's behavior, it seems that he doesn't take Qipin seriously.

There was no way, Deacon Han just looked at Ye Zhong, as if he was asking Ye Zhong for his opinion.

"Please, Deacon Han, take Mr. Yang to the assessment." Seeing Deacon Han's begging look, Ye Zhong naturally understood what Deacon Han meant, but he didn't answer what Deacon Han meant.

Seeing what Ye Zhong said, Deacon Han also shook his head. Yang Cong is still too young, but because Yang Cong is so young, it is not uncommon for him to take the Seventh Rank Examination, so Deacon Han is not surprised.

But at the beginning, Deacon Han was going to persuade Ye Chong. After all, the seventh grade is not something that can be passed by just taking the exam, and you have to combine your own strength.

But seeing Ye Zhong like this, Deacon Han swallowed what he wanted to say.

"Then since it depends on the seventh grade, then I will take you to the assessment." Deacon Han said.

"Deacon Lao Han is here." Ye Zhong cupped his hands and said.

"fine."

Deacon Han shook his head, and then took Yang Cong to the examination room for examination.

Outside, Ye Zhong found a random place to sit, waiting for Yang Cong to come out of the examination.

Not long after Yang Cong went in, he came out.

When he entered, his expression was calm, as if nothing could attract his attention, and it was the same when he came out.

But Deacon Han next to Yang Cong was different.

When he entered, he had a look of pity for Yang Cong, but after he came out, it changed completely, and he looked at Yang Cong differently.

It's like fans watching celebrities.

Seeing Yang Cong come out, Ye Zhong also rushed to meet him.

For a grade [-], Ye Zhong is not very worried, because the Transformation Pill that Yang Cong refined before is also a grade [-] pill, which means that Yang Cong's lowest strength is the seventh grade, and with Yang Cong's miraculous refining Aren't these seven grades all trivial?

"Young Master Yang, Ye Zhong, you wait here first, I'll go and get a badge and clothes for Young Master Yang." After Deacon Han finished speaking, he turned and walked into the hall.

After a while, Deacon Han came out.

At this time, Deacon Han came to Yang Cong with a set of white clothes in his hand.

Yang Cong saw a set of white alchemist robes, and on the robes was a delicate badge.

"Young Master Yang, here are your alchemist's robe and badge." Deacon Han smiled and handed the robe to Yang Cong.

With a wave of Yang Cong's hand, he put this into the item space.

They didn't respond to this method of disappearing things. After all, in the Douqi Continent, there are still rings, and like Yang Cong, they all think that Yang Cong put things into the rings, of course it's nothing. strange place.

After seeing Yang Cong put away his robe, Deacon Han smiled, then looked at Yang Cong very seriously, and asked, "Young Master Yang, can you answer my doubts?"

"Tell me." Yang Cong was also a little surprised by Deacon Han, not knowing what doubts Deacon Han had.

"Mr. Yang's strength makes me admire him, but I'm very curious about the rank of Mr. Yang's pharmacist..." This is what Deacon Han has been trying to figure out since just now, because Yang Cong's technique is too strong. too amazing.

He didn't want it to be a technique that a young man could have. If you say that the pharmacists that Deacon Han saw who had refined medicine for decades were not as proficient as Yang Cong.

And he also saw that Yang Cong's strength was definitely not limited to rank seven, he could also be at rank eight, or even rank nine.

However, Ninth-Rank Deacon Han did not dare to think about it, because the rarity of Ninth-Rank was already comparable to that of Nine-Star Dou Sage.

Moreover, Deacon Han really didn't dare to think about such a young Ninth Grade Alchemist.

Hearing this, Yang Cong was a little surprised, but seeing Deacon Han's expectant look, Yang Cong couldn't shirk anything, anyway, it wasn't something shameful.

And Ye Zhong on the side looked at Yang Cong very curiously. Compared with Deacon Han's curiosity, Ye Zhong was the same, and only a lot more.

After taking a look, Yang Cong spit out two words.

Hearing this, both Ye Zhong and Deacon Han were shocked.

But although both of them were shocked, they had different thoughts in their hearts.

Ye Zhong was very shocked. He didn't expect Yang Cong's strength to reach this level, and he didn't doubt the truth of Yang Cong's words.

However, compared to Ye Zhong's unconditional belief, Deacon Han is somewhat dubious.

Because he didn't believe Yang Cong's words, because what Yang Cong said was too shocking.

Thinking about how talented Yang Cong is, he has such strength. It is estimated that no one will believe it when it spreads out. They just think it is an exaggeration.

But seeing Deacon Han's suspicious eyes, Yang Cong didn't want to explain anything.

All that needs to be said has been said, believe it or not.

"Deacon Han, since the assessment has been completed, we are leaving," Yang Cong said.

After speaking, he turned and left.

And Ye Chong also hurriedly followed.

Along the way, Ye Zhong followed Yang Cong with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

After walking for a while, he returned to his residence.

However, Yang Cong stopped and did not directly enter the residence.

"Young Master Yang...you..." Ye Zhong didn't know why Yang Cong stopped suddenly.

"Elder Ye Zhong, are you also thinking that what I just said was a lie?" Yang Cong said lightly.

"This..." Ye Zhong didn't like to tell lies, but he couldn't say it directly either.

"Maybe it's been so many years, and there hasn't been another Emperor Dou. Maybe you all feel that this has become impossible." Yang Cong looked at the sky and said, "But there is no absolute in everything. In the small towns of the mainland, a person is unattainable, but in Zhongzhou, a fourth-grade alchemist is nothing, nothing more than ordinary."

"Mr. Yang's lesson is that our Ye family has been in decline for so many years, and now it is really a frog in a well." Ye Zhong said.

Before, Ye Zhong could never believe that there would be such a young eighth-rank alchemist and fighting saint, but now, he was in front of them.

So, it does mean something like a frog in a well.

"Poverty limits your imagination."

(End of this chapter)